BMW is starting and stopping in the downtown area, and Tong Huizhi seems to be dozing off. The Chinese New Year is coming, and the people and cars coming and going on the streets can't get up even if they think about it. Moji was panicked, and there was a confusion ahead, all

He controls the woman holding his hand. He doesn't like this feeling that everything is dominated by others. In that case, he will be unsure and will not be able to sleep at night!

Smelling the feminine feeling from Shao Yi's body, Mo Ji's feeling was better. Life was not so boring with a beautiful woman! He turned his head to look at Shao Yi's body. At this moment, she was also looking at Mo with her face on her side.

Ji, the moment the two of them met, her face turned red inexplicably. Fortunately, it was in the darkness. Otherwise, Moji, the little hooligan, would not have the concentration to resist the temptation of that charm?

At least he would hold his pork belly-like lower lip in his mouth and taste the pork addiction.

There are many ways for women to tease men, including language, limbs, and appearance. This is the most direct and effective. In ancient times, brothel women usually used these things. The most clever method is probably the look!

Some people may not agree very much, but they may say it is a smile. Although the charm of a smile is very great, what is the best way to express a smile? Or the look! If a look between friends, they will understand each other, and what about a woman's look, "

"Surprising" is the best interpretation of her. What does "flash killing" rely on? Eyes!

Shao Yixiu belongs to such a woman. She is like a peach blossom blooming in mid-March. It is the time to be beautiful! In February, it is like a girl in bud, with a sense of astringency; in April

What? That is the decline after the "neglected saddle and horse in front of the door" and the decay after washing away the dew!

Moji had a distracted urge. He carefully pulled Shao Yixiang's hand to his side. Seeing that she followed him without refusal, the thief became bolder and covered the other thief's hand on her again.

, pretending to be very intimate, and while stroking the jade hand, he asked, "Sister, where are we going?"

How could Shao Yixiang not understand the ulterior motives of the Lushan Claw? But she thought it was the little boy who couldn't help but be curious, and just had a moment of impulse. She smiled and said, "Didn't you tell you? Go home."

What Moji wants is to touch the tender hand without any trace. As for where he goes, it is not something he can care about. Seeing that she is not disgusted and the purpose has been achieved, he smiled "hehe" and said without saying anything: "I

It’s great to have a home!" This is also the truth. When he was ten years old and after his grandfather left, "home" meant that ruined Taoist temple. Now the old Taoist is also separated from him. Where is home?

How could Shao Yixiu understand when he heard that? The information from the special forces team was just Moji's personal resume, but the family column was blank. How could she know that Moji's current status

These situations were filled in by Qiao Dongsheng. His joining the special forces group was just a matter of Qiao Dongsheng's words, and he had not yet been investigated, political review, etc.

She glanced at Moji and said in surprise: "Did you not have a home before?" At this time, Tong Huizhi, who was sitting in front of him and driving intently and had not disturbed them, also turned his face slightly, wanting to hear Moji's words below.

Moji exhaled a long sigh and said with a wry smile: "For me, home is a scarce word. When I was two years old, my parents died, and when I was ten years old, my grandfather left. Now, even my master has left me.

And he left!" After saying that, he could no longer help. Erxing's tears suddenly spurted out from his eyes like water in the eaves, splashing the three hands stacked together.

Shao Yixiang didn't expect his family background to be so miserable. He never thought that this glamorous boy would grow up so hard. She found a tissue, wiped his tears, and comforted him, "Good Xiaoji, don't cry, in the future

My sister’s home is yours, and my sister and Aunt Tong love you.” After that, he leaned over, stroked his face, and helped his head on his shoulder.

Tong Huizhi couldn't help but feel the same way. Her early husband and middle-aged son had a similar situation. She choked up and said, "Good Moji, you will be my son in the future, okay?"

When Shao Yixiu heard this, this was a good choice. With Moji, Tong Huizhi should be much happier every day. But in this way, wouldn’t Moji really become her husband? She thought strangely, and there was a hint of heat on her face.

Feelings.

How could Moji not be willing? Isn’t it a matter of envy to have a warm home, a beautiful mother, and a charming sister in such a metropolis where you are unfamiliar with your own place?

He whimpered quickly, "Okay, mom!"

Tong Huizhi cried with joy. She said in a trembling voice: "Oh" and said, "Good son, haha, I have a son again!" She held the steering wheel and held the horn to express her inner excitement.

For a moment, the three people in the car were filled with different joys!

Shao Yixiu and Moji have almost hugged each other together. For this moment, the unexplained relationship between the two is no longer important, and mutual comfort is what they need most!

Moji's face and Shao Yi's pretty face were tightly pressed against each other, and it was most appropriate to describe it by rubbing his ears.

One is a widowed for five years and lives a life of quenching thirst with plums. The helplessness of being neither high nor low is tormenting her every day, making her suffer greatly in the second world of ice and fire, and she sinks infinitely! Now I can borrow my sister

My brother, hug each other, as long as it is not out of line.

What about the little hooligan Moji? He is a fearless master. It can be said that there is no woman he dares to join, but he has his bottom line of being a human being. He adheres to the principle of "a man is romantic but not a vulgar" as long as he is a beautiful woman

He would accept it with a smile if he was willing! Seeing Shao Yixiu looking very enjoyable, he unceremoniously walked through her back with one hand, touched the waist on the inside, and grabbed her with the other hand.

The slender hands on the thighs were gently stroked back and forth. I wonder if he was stroking the jade hands or her thighs?

Shao Yixiu also faintly felt that the two thiefs of Moji, the little hooligan, had plotted against her, but his actions were not very obvious. He was afraid that he would misunderstand him for a while, and cast a shadow on his already fragile heart. If he stayed
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