Yan Tianxing was so angry with her that she didn't speak.

However, before Mo Shangyun realized it, she became curious. She raised her hand and wiped Yan Tianxing's face, and said: "Speaking of which, your skin is also a bit rough."

"Do you like pretty boys?"

Yan Tianxing's face turned dark, but it was a pity that Mo Shangjun couldn't see it.

"..."

Mo Shangjun began to think about whether Yan Tianxing two years ago was considered a pretty boy.

However, for Yan Tianxing, her silence was equivalent to acquiescence, and Yan Tianxing suddenly felt unhappy.

Yan Tianxing immediately said angrily: "It's too late to regret."

"Master Yan!"

After coming back to his senses, Mo Shangyun called him with a sudden smile, his voice full of joy.

"..."

Yan Tianxing ignored her.

Mo Shangyun asked seriously: "After all these years, when you have grown like this, has no one ever said that you look like a pretty boy?"

"..." Yan Tianxing was silent for a moment, holding her hand with his backhand, rubbing her skin with his calloused palm. He squinted his eyes coldly in the darkness, "Mo Shangjun, if you don't want to die for a while, your skin is itchy, right?"

"

Mo Shangjun was happy, his eyebrows widened with a smile, "You are preventing me from exploring the unknown and hindering my thirst for knowledge."

Yan Tianxing grabbed her shoulders angrily and pulled her towards him.

Caught off guard, Mo Shangyun subconsciously stretched out his hand to support the other armrest of the chair, fearing that he would hit Yan Tianxing's wound when he fell.

After the danger was stabilized, Mo Shangyun breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said speechlessly: "Tell me, who committed suicide?"

If someone does it, it's called domestic violence.

It's good for Mr. Yan.

Once you do it, it becomes self-abuse.

There were so many wounds on his body, and just a few bumps and bruises would be enough for him to recover for a long time.

"Do you still know how distressed you are?"

Yan Tianxing kissed the corner of her lips, his warm breath intertwined with hers, and his low, magnetic voice had a hint of arrogance, which was full of ambiguity and made people's hearts itch.

"……childish."

After a while, Mo Shangjun could only squeeze out these two words.

She wanted to get up, but was suddenly pulled by Yan Tianxing.

The lips are sealed.

Obviously, what he just did was not enough to satisfy Yan Tianxing.

Breathing intertwined, the taste is very good.

Yan Tianxing waited until the last breath of air in his lungs was exhausted before letting go of Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangjun breathed in the fresh air and rolled his eyes at Yan Tianxing when he lowered his head, but the sky was too dark, so Yan Tianxing naturally couldn't see it.

Mo Shangyun cursed in his heart: If he was not injured now, he would definitely turn him upside down.

"Mo Xiaoyun."

Yan Tianxing's voice was a little hoarse, his hands covered her waist, and his head touched hers.

In the darkness, you may not be able to see his expression, but your hearing is becoming more and more acute. Mo Shangyun's ears are itching and the roots of his ears are extremely soft.

"What to do?" Mo Shangyun took a breath and asked him as calmly as possible.

"Don't take advantage of the pretty boy."

Yan Tianxing warned in a low voice, in a condescending and overbearing manner, with no room for negotiation.

Mo Shangyun curled his lips and smiled, and Mo Shangyun hooked his neck, but did not confront him, but responded softly, "Well, don't worry."

Her Yan Ye can be domineering, delicate, and gentle...

Leave a versatile handsome man like Yan Tianxing to find a pretty boy?

She was afraid she was crazy.

*

Business matters.

Mo Shangjun did not continue to be in love with Yan Tianxing.

Roasting sweet potatoes requires a little effort.

Yi Zhihua came to the living room once on the way. She originally wanted to spread the bamboo couch, but then she noticed that the bedroom door was closed. Although she didn't hear anything, she ran away very shyly.

Mo Shangyun and Yan Tianxing both heard her footsteps and probably guessed what she was doing. They looked at each other in the dark without saying anything.

However, he did not deliberately open the door for "clarification".

——This actually makes you look guilty.

The two of them had the same idea when it came to the S regiment and the Black Eagles, but Yan Tianxing thought more comprehensively than Mo Shangyun. The two took the time to communicate, and after confirming their actions tonight, they quickly ended the topic.

Mo Shangjun also opened the bedroom door and lights at the right time.

After Yi Zhihua roasted the sweet potatoes, she didn't rush in. After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief when she found the bedroom door opened.

She handed the roasted sweet potatoes to Mo Shangyun and passed the dinner to them both.

Both Mo Shangyun and Yan Tianxing thanked him.

But this time, Yi Zhihua didn't even say any polite words and ran away in a hurry.

"I guess she won't dare to look at you tomorrow." Mo Shangjun said with a smile.

"Does she dare to look at you?" Yan Tianxing glanced sideways at her.

"It's really time to go." Mo Shangyun shrugged and said, "I'll ask Dark to leave some money for her then, what do you think?"

"……Um."

Yan Tianxing nodded.

Yi Zhihua saved Yan Tianxing's life and took good care of Yan Tianxing.

This kindness should be repaid.

However, apart from avenging her father and giving her some financial support, they had no other way to repay her.

"Want to feed you?"

Seeing that Yan Tianxing had no objection, Mo Shangjun glanced at the dinner on the table.

"No--"

"Forget it, let me feed you."

Yan Tianxing was about to refuse, but his words were cut off by Mo Shangjun's decision.

"...I have hands." Yan Tianxing said speechlessly.

"I can see it." Mo Shangyun nodded.

"..."

"However, I have to be nice to you." Mo Shangyun said with a serious face, "so that you don't worry about gains and losses."

"Be reasonable——"

Yan Tianxing opened his mouth and wanted to argue with Mo Shangjun.

However, Mo Shangjun had already handed the spoon to Yan Tianxing's mouth.

"Eat, you're welcome." Mo Shangjun smiled on his face. After a pause, he deliberately added, "I respect you."

Yan Tianxing's face turned slightly dark, and he reached out to grab the spoon, but Mo Shangjun nimbly dodged it.

The next moment, Mo Shangyun brought the spoon to him again and said with a smile: "Don't make trouble, ah——"

"..." Like a little kid.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Yan Tianxing paused slightly, but actually did not fight against Mo Shangyun anymore, but opened his mouth obediently.

Mo Shangjun fed the food into his mouth.

Yan Tianxing felt like a cripple.

However, when I looked up and saw Mo Shangyun's mischievous and proud expression, I couldn't get angry at all.

What to do with the wife you choose?

Pamper me.

Once you get it, you can't give it away.

Yan Tianxing ate the food she fed without saying a word. As he ate, he suddenly thought of something and suddenly smiled.

"Why are you laughing?" Mo Shangyun glanced at him suspiciously.

"I'm sure you can't be a mother, but being a sister is not a problem." Yan Tianxing said.

It's hard to imagine what it would be like for Mo Shangjun to become a mother.

However, an older child like her always likes to have fun in small things... and probably can get along well with children.

What's more, she can now flexibly control the skill of "feeding".

"Then," Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, the smile on his face spread, "Call me 'sister'?"

Yan Tianxing: "..."
Chapter completed!