"Ah? How to confirm??" Ye Qiqi was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked Mo Hanqing.
"Confirm this..." Mo Hanqing's lips curved slightly. As soon as he lowered his head, his thin lips kissed Ye Qiqi's red lips. The next second, his warm palms gently Covering Ye Qiqi's chest, he touched it carefully and carefully.
Ye Qiqi's little face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple.
"You..." She was about to open her mouth to protest, but Mo Hanqing took advantage of her opening and directly inserted his smooth tongue into her mouth.
"Um..." Ye Qiqi, who was unable to resist after being kissed, could only let someone hold her, and her chest was touched by someone's big hands up and down, front and back, left and right.
After a long time, Mo Hanqing gasped and left Ye Qiqi's red lips.
There was a dark and unclear light in his deep eyes, staring straight at Ye Qiqi.
Ye Qiqi was already dizzy from being kissed by him. After being let go by him, it took a long time before she came back to her senses.
Mo Hanqing lowered his head and looked at Ye Qiqi for a while before saying with a faint smile in his voice: "A little bit."
"What?" Ye Qiqi looked at him with confusion.
There was a smile on Mo Hanqing's lips, and he glanced at Ye Qiqi's chest, and then said seriously: "It's a little small."
“…”
Ye Qiqi followed his gaze and glanced down at her chest, then subconsciously crossed her arms.
"But it doesn't matter." Mo Hanqing suppressed a smile and said to Ye Qiqi: "I don't dislike it."
"You!" Ye Qiqi stared at him with a red face.
"Well..." Mo Hanqing stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms, then put his chin on her furry head and said with a smile: "But if the lady dislikes herself, I will be very happy to help you improve."
"How to improve?" Ye Qiqi buried her head in Mo Hanqing's arms and asked in a muffled voice.
"You said before, how did he ask you to make up for the man you met today?" Mo Hanqing asked in a low voice in her ear.
"He...he told me to eat more papaya and give me more massages when I have time." Ye Qiqi replied depressedly.
"Yes." Mo Hanqing nodded, and said with a bright light in his deep black eyes: "Both of these things are quite simple."
His voice paused, and then he continued toward Ye Qiqi: "After I return to Mo Country, I will ask Leng Liu to buy all the papayas and cook them for you in different ways every day, okay? ?”
"...all the papayas??" Ye Qiqi twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his head, looked at Mo Hanqing with a speechless expression and said, "I don't want to eat papayas every day."
"Oh... Then it seems there is only the second way." Mo Hanqing looked at her with a regretful expression.
"Second method??"
"Yeah." Mo Hanqing nodded solemnly and said, "Massage is all about acupuncture points, strength, and speed. Only professional massages every day can promote blood circulation and achieve the purpose of... coughing."
"Well, that makes sense." Ye Qiqi tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Does that mean we need to find a doctor?"
"No need." Mo Hanqing suppressed a smile and said in a slow voice: "It's better to let your husband do this for you."