Seeing this, Jun Tangyue took the lead to step forward and hold Grandma Jun's wrist, and begged coquettishly: "Grandma, it's really none of Fifth Brother's business. Please don't punish him..."
Grandma Jun's face softened, and she stretched out her hand to touch Jun Tangyue's head lovingly and tenderly: "You always spoil Xiao Wu like this."
The look he looked at Jun Siyu was still majestic: "For the sake of your sister's plea to you, I'll just kneel down for an hour."
"Xiaowu, why don't you quickly thank your sister?"
In the past, Jun Siyu would definitely come forward and make jokes, trying to get Jun Tangyue to continue to plead for mercy and avoid punishment.
But this time, he glanced at Jun Tangyue, who looked pale and fragile, and frowned slightly.
He was punished clearly because of Jun Tangyue.
Why does he have to thank her even if the punishment is light?
"For two hours, I will kneel by myself."
Jun Siyu said with a cold voice, his tall and slender figure was a little defeated, and he slowly walked out.
Jun Tangyue frowned, noticing something strange about Fifth Brother.
She gritted her teeth, rushed up and grabbed Jun Siyu's arm, her wet eyes filled with apologies: "Fifth brother, don't kneel down."
"Grandma, it's Tangtang's body that fails to live up to his expectations. If you want to punish him, you can punish me too."
"Fifth brother, I will kneel with you and let's go."
Jun Tangyue was sincere and her body was obviously fragile, but she still firmly pulled Jun Siyu to prepare to be punished together.
Her attitude made Jun Siyu's eyes flash with confusion.
Tangtang's kindness to him over the years is still vivid in his mind.
He had already let down Xiaoyin's kindness to him, how could he let down Tangtang again?
He should make up for it and treat them better.
So he held Jun Tangyue's hand and said comfortingly: "Tangtang, you and third brother go to rest and leave me alone."
Grandma Jun was contradicted, but there was no trace of displeasure on her face.
On the contrary, Jun Tangyue praised Jun Tangyue with joy and kindness and said: "Forget it, you all should stop kneeling."
"Tangtang is still sensible. Compared with Qin Yin, who is rebellious and contradicts his elders, and is so angry that he wants to break up with our family, it's like heaven and earth!"
"Whenever she comes home, I must punish her to kneel in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights!"
When Grandma Jun mentioned Qin Yin, she felt disgust in her eyes.
Her words successfully stunned Jun Siyu and Jun Siche.
When will Qin Yin come home?
Is this still her home?
She didn't recognize them anymore, severing ties was so neat and tidy.
——
Massage and apply medicine, the whole set of treatment is completed.
Mo Yichen had already fallen asleep under the influence of her superb fingering techniques and the soothing incense.
Qin Yin looked out the window, and the sky turned white.
A feeling of fatigue swept over her, and she sat on the edge of the bed. She couldn't help but clasp Mo Yichen's slender fingers into her palms and closed her eyes.
It's daybreak.
Mo Yichen's long eyelashes trembled slightly. When he woke up, he felt a strange soft and waxy pressure on his knuckles.
He looked sideways and saw Qin Yin curled up in a small ball beside the bed.
The girl's skin is snow-white, her little face full of collagen is flushed, and she looks soft and soft.
Mo Yichen paused, his eyes as deep as a cold pool focusing on Qin Yin's sleeping face for a long time.
There seemed to be something stirring in my eyes for a moment...
His eyes swept over her weak and slender neck.
If she really has a different intention.
It should be easy to pinch off...
Qin Yin was lying on the side of the bed with a sore back and waist from sleeping. She tilted her body slightly and opened her clear apricot eyes, which were blurry and waxy.
The moment she moved, Mo Yichen's eyes suddenly retracted and he regained his deep calm.
Qin Yin opened her eyes and saw Mo Yichen coldly pulling out the knuckles she had grasped in her palm.
The girl raised her face and smiled: "Mr. Mo, your fingers are very long and have well-defined joints. It would be a pity not to be touched by me."
Mo Yichen sneered: "Qin Yin, are you still awake?"
"If you talk nonsense again, you will be forced to sleep in the corridor tonight."
It's a pity that the little girl has a mouth that doesn't make people worry!
If Zhou Wei heard these words, he would definitely dislocate his jaw and spin countless Thomas pirouettes: That's it? That's it?
Also called punishment? ?
Mr. Mo, you are finished, you have fallen in love!
"Mr. Mo heard wrongly."
"I mean, it would be a shame not to make hand models!"
Qin Yin pouted, showing no embarrassment at taking advantage of him.
She rubbed her eyes and stood up to wash up.
But after sitting on the ground for too long, my feet went numb, so I reflexively threw myself on the bed.
With his slender and soft waist firmly supported by a big palm, Mo Yichen frowned lightly: "You are young and have many tricks."
His suspicion of her was never dispelled.
Qin Yin took advantage of the situation and pressed her soft body into his arms. Her tenderness and hardness were in perfect harmony in an instant.
Mo Yichen froze.
The big palm resting on Qin Yin's soft waist unconsciously increased its strength...
Qin Yin gritted his teeth, angrily buried his head in his neck, opened his mouth and bit down.
He gritted his teeth and said with a hint of teasing: "Mr. Mo, what's going on here? I still have more tricks that I haven't used yet."
"I'm sure, every trick... can make you want to stop!"
The little girl smiled coquettishly and charmingly.
The bulging look is fierce and fierce.
The emotion in Mo Yichen's eyes was unclear, and the place where the girl bit it was occupied by slight pain and numbness.
And Qin Yin's bold and seductive words made him even darker.
He suddenly let go of Qin Yin and pushed her out.
The girl fell on the carpet.
She looked up at him aggrievedly, as if she regarded him as a heartless person.
"You are my husband. I can hug you and bite you, but I won't ask for a piece of your meat."
"Besides, didn't Mr. Mo feel it?"
"You were emotional when I bit you."
Although it wasn't intense, he was definitely a little emotional.
His nerves, which had been sleeping for a long time, seemed to be pulled unscrupulously by Qin Yin.
The slight feeling of loss of control displeased him.
But he had to admit that Qin Yin's medical skills were indeed something, and he still needed to make use of her.
A look of embarrassment flashed across Mo Yichen's face, and he took out a card from under the bedside table and handed it to Qin Yin: "As the wife of the Mo family, don't dress so shabbily every day that people will criticize you."
"Those who don't know think I treat you harshly."
Qin Yin took the bank card and his eyes lit up: "This is your secondary card, can I just swipe it?"
In her previous life, she never bothered to use Mo Yichen's money to swipe his card.
But in this life, she was destined to win over Mo Yichen, and she had no scruples about spending her husband's money in advance.
"You think beautifully."
"The monthly limit is one million."
Mo Yichen glanced at her coldly, his tone seemed to say: You are not a big person, but you have a big appetite!
"..." Qin Yin: Boss Ba's articles are indeed all lies!
When the president gives his little wife a gift, isn't it just a supplementary card and a black card?
——
Qin Yin washed up as usual and went out.
Mo Yichen was sitting in a wheelchair, staring at the young and beautiful girl's leaving back through the panoramic window on the second floor.
Qin Yin wore a high ponytail today, wearing a white T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. She had a relaxed and confident temperament.
It's the best age.
After Qin Yin left, Mo Yichen stretched out his hand to tear off the terrible scar on his face that extended from the corner of his eye to the jaw line.
Zhou Wei appeared quietly, and when he saw Mo Yichen's face as flawless as a god before his death, he still couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
Mr. Mo was born like a god from the sun and was not worthy of being looked up to by ordinary people.
Mo Yichen had a sinister look on his face and carelessly played with a walnut on his fingertips: "How is the progress of the Middle East deal going?"
Finished chatting about business.
Mo Yichen paused while playing with the walnuts, then turned his head: "Did Qin Yin swipe the secondary card?"
What he gave was a supplementary card, but it was just a limit on purpose.
Zhou Wei was stunned, and his eyes fell precisely on the row of small pink teeth marks on Mr. Mo's neck...
Damn, damn, damn! Mr. Mo and Madam were so intense last night? ?
You can knock on CP, but you still have to continue taking classes.
So Zhou Wei quickly inquired, and his expression suddenly became more exciting than eating shit.
Mo Yichen raised his eyebrows: "Say."
"Mr. Mo, Madam transferred 50,000 yuan to each of eighteen male college students a minute ago..."
Good guy, the limit is one million, and we spend 900,000 in every minute!
Madam, you are indeed a little wild cat who dares to bite Mr. Mo’s neck!
