Mo Xiuchen originally wanted to steal some more afternoon laziness and asked Qin Mu to go back to the company to help.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Qin Mu left, Luo Haofeng found his house behind him.

He sat on the sofa like an old man, raised his legs, looked at Mo Xiuchen, a 'patient' who looked better than him, a healthy person, with dissatisfaction, and complained: "I'm going to have a holiday this afternoon. All the documents that need to be processed will be placed in your office. There will be a dinner party in the evening, and it is a relevant government official..."

On the sofa opposite, Mo Xiuchen had light eyebrows and clearly tied up Wen Ran's soft little hands. I don't know if he was listening to Luo Haofeng's handover or playing with Wen Ran's fingers.

The light reflected from the rings between the two fingers overlapped and reflected into his deep eyes that looked like a pond, adding three points of clarity to the originally dark eyes. The lines of the facial features were not very soft, but they made people feel extremely noble and elegant.

Wen Ran did not look at Luo Haofeng, and his eyes were on the hands of the two holding each other, as if he had regarded Luo Haofeng as invisible. In this space, there were only two people, she and Mo Xiuchen.

"This is the itinerary for the past few days. I have finished talking about it. If you don't know, go find a secretary!"

Luo Haofeng looked at the two of them who ignored him in displeasure, stood up and left.

Mo Xiuchen did not stop him. But when he walked to the door, Mo Xiuchen said slowly: "A few days ago, my aunt called me and complained that you were busy all day and didn't even have time to go on blind dates. Later, I told her that you can arrange more blind dates during the holidays."

Wen Ran's mouth twitched slightly, and a smile spread out from his eyes.

At the door, Luo Haofeng's raised hand froze in the air, turned around, and looked at Mo Xiuchen with anger a few meters away, "Xiuchen, don't you take you to play like this? I'm as tired as a dog this week, and I don't even have time to eat and sleep. You are back now, why do you still have to exploit me!"

Mo Xiuchen raised his eyebrows slightly and disregarded: "I am not exploiting you. I just think that you all envy Ranran and me. As brothers, of course I have to worry more about your marriage and save you from being alone. Anyway, you have nothing to do on holidays. It's better to have a few more kisses. My aunt has prepared countless ladies for you. Don't you also enjoy the feeling of admiration of beauty?"

Luo Haofeng rolled his eyes speechlessly, looked at Mo Xiuchen's hateful smile, and pursed his lips hard and said coldly: "Let you rest for three more days, and I will have a holiday in three days!"

After saying that, he muttered something dissatisfiedly, then opened the door and left.

Wen Ran turned around when he saw Luo Haofeng disappearing at the door, looking at the smile on the corner of Mo Xiuchen's mouth and the pride between his eyebrows, "Xiuchen, is this okay?"

Mo Xiuchen laughed happily, pulled Wen Ran up, walked out of the sofa, and walked towards the stairwell: "There is nothing wrong with it. Those who can do it work hard. A Feng finally got it. If I don't take a few more days off, I'm so sorry for myself."

"Ranran, don't go to work these days, be with me at home."

Mo Xiuchen was lazy by himself, and he had to pull Wen Ran to be lazy with him.

Wen Ran looked at him and said funnyly: "I'm not you. I just exploit the people around me. My brother's health has not recovered yet. I can't let him work hard alone."

"Then I will be your driver these days, and I will take you to work every day and pick you up from get off work."

After entering the master bedroom, Mo Xiuchen pulled Wen Ran into his arms, circled her body with strong arms, and stared at her deeply with his eyes.

The sudden entangled breath made Wen Ran's heart beat, his eyes flashed, and he refused politely: "You should take good care of your injuries at home, so I don't want you to be a driver."

"But, I'm not sure you go to work alone."

Before Mo Xiuchen finished speaking, his sexy thin lips had already kissed Wen Ran's tender lips...

Wen Ran said "hmm" and finally couldn't help but respond to his gentle lure/temptation. He couldn't help but respond to his enthusiasm. The ambiguous breath filled the air, and Mo Xiuchen's kiss became more and more intense and wilder.

When the two of them fell into the big bed that they had not slept for several days, Wen Ran's clothes were already lifted up, and her body was ignited by love/desire and was unbearable for being hot. With Mo Xiuchen's superb skills, she had no ability to resist except to bear it.

"Ranran, he misses you so much!"

The hot kiss was like a soldering iron that filled every inch of her skin. Her brain was empty. In her blurred consciousness, there was only the bone-eroding joy and pleasure that Mo Xiuchen brought to her...

...

More than an hour passed, and the beautiful scenery in the room came to an end.

Wen Ran was worried that Mo Xiuchen, the injured person, would tear his wounds apart due to the intense exercise just now, and his consciousness would be restored. The first thing to do was to check his injuries.

Mo Xiuchen grabbed her hand and placed it on the scar on his abdomen, his thin lips pressed against her earlobe, and his low and sensual voice fell into his ears: "Don't worry, the wound has healed. Not to mention doing it once, even if it's done a few more times, there will be no problem."

Wen Ran's heartbeat was messy by his scorching breath, and raised his hand to push his face away, "Since it's okay, then get up."

"I want to sleep with you like this."

Mo Xiuchen chuckled, pressed her into his arms, walked around her waist, and stretched her forward to make trouble. During those days in City C, although he hugged Wen Ran and fell asleep every day, he did not hug her like this, and he could not do whatever he wanted.

I had been so pure and weak for more than 20 years before, but now I realize that the feeling of abstinence is terrible. When he tasted her beauty again, he was so happy that he was as if he had flown into the sky.

No wonder the ancients said that the peony flowers die under them, and being a ghost is romantic!

Wen Ran was teased by him and his body became hot again, and he struggled with a red face: "If you want to sleep, sleep well and don't move around."

"I want to sleep, but what should he do if he doesn't want to sleep?"

The beauty was in her arms, and Mo Xiuchen could not sleep. He breathed the charming fragrance on her body and stroked the softness, and then he had the idea of ​​asking her again.

“…”

Wen Ran's brain was short-circuited by him, and she didn't understand what he meant for a moment. He wanted to sleep, but he didn't want to sleep. She looked at him blankly with her watery eyes.

Mo Xiuchen felt aroused when she saw her, and a smirk appeared on her lips. He reached out and grabbed her hand and pulled it somewhere, and asked evilly: "Ranran, do you understand now?"

"Ah, let me go!"

Wen Ran exclaimed as if he was electrocuted, "Who is this person? He just finished doing it and wanted to be a hooligan again."

"Ranran, you will hear it downstairs when you call so loudly."

Mo Xiuchen laughed loudly, looking at the fluffy little face of the woman in his arms, he was in an extreme mood. After laughing, he gently kissed her on her forehead, and then hugged her, "I'm just teasing you. As long as you sleep with me obediently, I will no longer treat you."
Chapter completed!