President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

This is also called letting go?

Shen Xilan stretched out her hand to pinch his face, grinned and asked fiercely: "Mo Jingsen, do you know what is cheap and good?"

"How can it be cheaper, I have to contribute, okay?" Mo Jingsen retorted solemnly, raising his eyebrows slightly, revealing his original ridicule.

"Really?" Shen Xilan smiled, only to feel that the skin of the man under her was particularly pinched. With his words, she wondered if she should also put some effort to let him feel the pain caused by the power?

The woman's smile was very fake, her eyes wandered flexibly, and she saw no good things in her little head.

Mo Jingsen remembered the unrelenting scenes of this woman every time he got up cruelly, he immediately stood up and knocked her hand off: "What bad idea?"

Humph, she wants to pinch, can he still run?

Shen Xilan put away her smirk. This time she smiled more than Huajiao, and said in a whispering sound that she had skin on herself: "How can there be any bad idea? People are just a little woman captured by your charm." ."

She said that her hand had climbed up on Mo Jingsen's cheeks again, but she only stroked them very gently, as if she was indulged in his handsome face and couldn't help herself.

Where do men worship and obsess themselves with women who do not like them, Mo Jingsen is of course no exception.

His defenses were withdrawn immediately, and there was a rustle on his face: "My appearance is in your aesthetics, right?"

"Of course." Shen Xilan nodded, touching both hands to Mo Jingsen's cheeks, tried to squeeze it lightly, and saw that he had no response, then the smile on his face instantly turned into a frantic laugh. Squeeze the flesh on his face and pull it aside.

"Hahaha, give you back the strength!"

Mo Jingsen didn't expect Shen Xilan to be so naughty, her lips changed shape because of her pulling, and Shen Xilan grinned even more.

"It's really a black-hearted woman, use my trust to calculate me, heh, I want to see if your heart is black or red." Mo Jingsen stood up, and pulled into Shen Xilan's chest through the quilt.

As Mo Jingsen said, he actually tore off Shen Xilan's pajamas, and chewed her lips at her heart.

Shen Xilan was so itchy from the bite that he was almost exhausted from smiling, holding his short-haired head with both hands, and begging for mercy while laughing: "Farewell, itchy, let go... Haha... Don't play. No more, no more."

Mo Jingsen really didn’t play anymore, but poked his head out of the quilt, with two arms resting on both sides of Shen Xilan’s body, looking at her in the air, hoarsely said: "Seeing that you are in good spirits, suitable for doing itching. sports."

Shen Xilan felt his change and was dumbfounded: "You, you can't do this like this. You can't eat anything at once, and it won't happen next time."

She can't regret it later, this is obviously on the thief boat. Mo Jingsen didn't seem to have such a big demand before?

What about male gods who say good abstinence?

Isn't there a lot of good cold talk?

"You have to practice your body again." Mo Jingsen said disappointedly, then leaned over and kissed Shen Xilan's lips, turned over and lay on the side, and took several deep breaths.

Her health was not very good, he remembered, seeing that she was really tired, he didn't dare to let her do it.

It’s a long time to come, so I can’t die at one time, but I can eat a little a day.

After the intense exercise just now, and laughed for a while, Shen Xilan was actually too sleepy long ago. Seeing Mo Jingsen calm his disordered breathing, she smiled sweetly and lay on her side looking at him.

He really grew up with her aesthetics. His eyes were long and narrow, but his single-lid eyes were very energetic. The bridge of the nose was straight and straight, the shape of his lips seemed to be outlined, and the jaw line was perfect as a masterpiece of God.

Mo Jingsen's appearance satisfies all her fantasies about men. This was already certain when she saw him for the first time.

So no matter if she sees Mu Ziyun's gentleness or Su Zhong's beauty but not flattering, she will be steady.

Shen Xilan looked at it, and the sleepiness came.

She blinked her dim eyes and felt like she was dreaming. In the dream, she murmured: "Mo Jingsen, you look so beautiful."

Mo Jingsen was taken aback when he heard the sound and turned to the woman, only to find that she was breathing evenly.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but lifted up, pulling the quilt for her, his fingers gently and softly landed on her full forehead, rubbing a few times, then let go and lay down next to her.

He was very happy when she sent a message today, and he was very satisfied with the way she directly questioned him when she knew it.

Find him to lose his temper, fight with him, he can accept any method, don't hold back in your heart and feel uncomfortable.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw her full of sadness. He was very unhappy, and more distressed. He could almost imagine her state after they broke up eight years ago.

Was it because that period was too sad that gave other men a chance to take advantage of it?

Mo Jingsen unconsciously thought of the child, the child with Shen Xilan's blood, can he really love the house?

Before he was sure, he dared not take that step because he didn't want to hurt her.

Mo Jingsen sighed lightly, stretched out his arm under Shen Xilan's neck, and rolled her into his arms.

Before dawn, Shen Xilan woke up, hungry.

She looked at the sleeping man in a daze.

Because of her marriage for the past two years, in fact, she was used to sleeping next to him, and later divorced, she took time to get used to not having him.

Suddenly waking up and looking at the man holding herself to sleep, she couldn't tell for a while whether it was before or after divorce.

Shen Xilan stared at Mo Jingsen blankly for a long time, before her eyes gradually became clear. She didn't eat at noon or night yesterday, and her stomach was already protesting very badly.

She gently removed the man's hand on her waist, and slowly moved aside.

But she had just moved a few inches away when she was taken back by the sleeping man with his eyes closed, just like an instinctive action.

Shen Xilan looked at the hand placed back on her waist, smiled helplessly, and nudged him: "Mo Jingsen?"

"Huh?" Mo Jingsen didn't open his eyes, and hummed with a nice nasal sound as a response.

Is this awake or not?

Shen Xilan touched Mo Jingsen's long eyelashes with her fingertips, and said softly: "Hey, let go, I'm hungry, go get something to eat."

"Yeah." Mo Jingsen snorted again, opening his eyes this time, but the hazy feeling in his eyes showed that he was really not awake just now.

He glanced at the time hoarsely and said: "I didn't eat last night? I'm hungry too. Let's cook a bowl of noodles this time."

Noodles again?

Shen Xilan raised her eyebrows: "I knew I didn't like noodles anymore, don't force me, I have rice noodles at home."

"How do you know?" Mo Jingsen's ears were a little red.

He came to her many times with the excuse of noodles. Wasn't that in her eyes long ago? This woman really can hide.

Shen Xilan saw Mo Jingsen's awkwardness, pursed her lips and smirked, and got up smoothly.

She took out the pack of rice noodles from the corner of the cupboard.

In fact, when I was buying vegetables in the supermarket, I bought rice noodles inexplicably, and I was angry when I bought them.

When she was almost cooked, she was embraced by the man from behind.

Shen Xilan smiled and looked back at Mo Jingsen, and found that he was still closing his eyes.

"Go and wash your face, let's eat, it's ready soon."

"Yeah." Mo Jingsen snorted, resting her chin on her shoulders, shaking her body twice, and said, "I really like holding you like this."

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