Song Qiyue was forcibly pressed by him, and she immediately sat on him, her voice trembling, "I haven't done anything to you. You are like this. Does it have anything to do with me?"
"If it weren't for you, the look in my eyes there, as if you were about to swallow me, would I be like this?" Mo Zhengyan said, his lips moved closer to hers, and the sprayed heat mixed As the water vapor spread, "In July, you lit this fire, and you must be responsible for extinguishing it."
"I just looked at you like this, it's because you didn't restrain yourself." Song Qiyue said with a smile, since she was hugged by him, she couldn't escape, so she didn't leave at all, and her whole body was on his chest. Leaning on, she raised her head, touching him with one hand, teasing his chest.
"Aren't you fanning the flames like this?" He buckled her chin and dropped a kiss.
"You've got the fire on your own, how can it be counted as my instigation?" Her hands became more and more unstoppable, and she was playing unscrupulously and happily.
The scorching heat in Mo Zhengyan's eyes became even worse, almost burning up. He grabbed her waist and raised it fiercely, making her meet him. He bowed his head and kissed her. Lips, tasted, and kissed deeply, several kisses back and forth, which made her breathing unbearable.
"Hmm, Zheng Yan." Song Qiyue shouted, her voice rustling.
Mo Zhengyan held her up and raised her feet high, "July, hold on to your hand."
"Where to help?" Song Qiyue was dizzy, she didn't know the situation at all.
Mo Zhengyan took her hand directly and helped her to the edge of the bathtub. She hadn't recovered yet. In an instant, she suddenly felt tight in her lower body. He rushed in, and she couldn't help screaming, "Ah- -Slower!"
Wrapped in the delicate warm water, he went crazy, Song Qiyue was lifted by him, her feet were still hanging on the edge of the bathtub, she couldn't move if she wanted to move! As long as she moves, he rushes over immediately, but she doesn't move, but she can't, always afraid that she will slip like this!
This was really a torture that made people break down, and couldn't breathe enough, Song Qiyue gasped, gasping constantly! The temperature got higher and higher, she couldn't help shouting, "Zheng Yan, it's so hot..."
Song Qiyue only felt her body being sprinted to a dash, suddenly he held her waist and entered with a deep and violent entry, making her seem to be completely penetrated.
"Ah!" Song Qiyue whispered hoarsely, she no longer had the strength to support, her hands could not hold the bathtub, her feet also fell, and the whole person fell backwards and was about to sink into the bathtub. in.
Mo Zhengyan lifted her up and held her to his side. Song Qiyue was choked with water. It was sticky and uncomfortable again. The whole body was still trembling, and he couldn't react at all. The terrible feeling stimulated her and made her almost unable to be herself.
"Cough! You cheated me, and I will never take a bath with you again." Song Qiyue coughed, her voice lost strength.
"Let you help me, why did I fall down again?" Mo Zhengyan patted her on the back, and he said softly, "I am not good, too. Is it still uncomfortable if I didn't support you?"
Song Qiyue didn't have the energy to answer him, she snorted softly, "I blame you! I blame you!"
"Yes, I'm not good." Mo Zhengyan responded, and he kissed her on the lips. At this moment, everything really was up to her.
The water in the bathtub was changed again, and the clean water was replaced automatically. Mo Zhengyan embraced her and lay in the bathtub. After the excitement and love, both of them lay still contented. Soaking in the warm water, lazily, no one moved. After a while, he whispered, "Nothing to report to me today?"
"Look at what you said, report? Am I Secretary Qian? I report to you every day?" Song Qiyue mumbled.
Mo Zhengyan smiled and stroked her arm, "Isn't anyone looking to you out for a chat today?"
"You are so clever, like the Tathagata, you know everything?" Song Qiyue is also strange, before she said, he knew?
"Don't look at me with this kind of eyes. I didn't send anyone to follow you." Mo Zhengyan saw her eyes and understood what she was thinking. He put his arms around her and said, "My mother is a person who likes to talk about one thing, she It's always fast, so it won't be sloppy."
"If it can be resolved on the same day, it will definitely not be delayed until the next day." Song Qiyue answered, "So, she immediately came to me at noon today to have a cup of afternoon tea."
Mo Zhengyan asked, "What then?"
"It's a good place to pick. You know it in the Imperial Tea Garden. It's too expensive." Song Qiyue started talking about the teahouse. Mo Zhengyan raised his eyebrows, "July, the point."
"The point," Song Qiyue nodded, "Do you want me to express your first feeling after seeing your mother?"
"Let's talk about it." Mo Zhengyan responded.
"Sure enough, it's a role model for wealthy ladies. Under one person and over ten thousand people, it is my role model and goal of learning!" Song Qiyue said coldly, which made Mo Zhengyan Meiyu even more provoked, and he smiled. More pleasant, "It seems that you have a good impression of her."
"That's not true. I really appreciate her. If it weren't for her, how could you give you such a flowery and jade-like life, so that I love it?" Song Qiyue laughed too, but Mo Zhengyan didn't tease her anymore. "July, be serious."
"Serious?" Song Qiyue's eyes condensed, thinking of the meeting with Madam Mo in the afternoon, and everything she had discussed, she concluded, "Sure enough, it is Madam Mo, and I saw blood briefly."
"The evaluation of these eight characters is really high, but it is reasonable." Mo Zhengyan smiled even more and asked, "So now, after meeting her, what do you think?"
Song Qiyue was very serious. She was really thinking about it. Then Mo Zhengyan heard her say, "Mo Zhengyan, I think we need to discuss the issue of generation. I don't want to be in the future. Your wife, and your niece, I still want to call your parents grandparents, then how do they call me?"
This generation is really chaotic enough to make people confused, it should be rationalized.
"I have considered this question." Mo Zhengyan patted her, "I want to visit your uncle and aunt Jun first, and chat with them."
"When?" Song Qiyue asked.
"Just this week, and I'll go back on the weekend." Mo Zhengyan said, Song Qiyue said it was okay to think about it, so he agreed.
...
The problems naturally need to be solved one by one, and everything is in no hurry. First, go back to Song's house. This is also a step in the solution, but Song Qiyue thought of Zhou Jingcun's words on that day. It was a doubt in her heart.
She called Song Jinzhi, first to tell him that he was going home this weekend, and second to inquire about the situation.
Who knew Jinzhi said, "Sister, Sister Xiang Wan, maybe I'm going to marry Big Brother Zhou."