Mo Yichen's face was ashen, and his calm temper broke Qin Yin's defenses time and time again.
I'm about to kick this little girl out again who talks so much about trains.
His burning face was suddenly soothed by a piece of coldness. Qin Yin approached him and gently covered his cheek with an embroidered handkerchief wrapped in ice.
"Achen, does it still hurt?"
The girl gently held his face with one hand, and used ice cubes with the other hand to reduce the swelling of the slap marks on his face.
The ice cube touched the skin, and the burning pain was dissipated.
But the water droplets from the melted ice cubes rubbed against the scars on his face bit by bit...
Mo Yichen's expression changed, he stretched out his hand to hold Qin Yin's hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"I'll do it myself."
The scars on his face are not easy to fall off when exposed to water, but under the action of low-temperature ice cubes, the colloid can easily fall off.
Qin Yin frowned. She knew how serious her attack was, but she still had confidence in her heart.
"No, I need to apply ice for a while to reduce the swelling."
Qin Yin insisted.
Mo Yichen still wanted to avoid it, but Qin Yin pushed him forcefully into the wheelchair. The girl lifted his chin:
"Mr. Mo is disobedient?"
"I can't guarantee when the immobility and leg problems will be cured."
In one sentence, Mo Yichen was fooled.
He still had a lot of important things to do and he needed to get up quickly.
So, after a while, the water droplets from the melted ice cubes covered the scars on Mo Yichen's face.
The scar seems to have moved a bit.
The scar that snaked from the man's eyebrow to his jawline just moved down little by little along the cold water droplets.
Then the girl came closer curiously, and was about to touch the loose scar on his face suspiciously...
"Mr. Mo!"
"The master has told me that you will take the new wife back to the old house next week."
"The third young master is returning to China."
At the critical moment, Zhou Wei knocked on the door.
The big man flashed through the door nimbly and quickly, bowing solemnly.
"..." Zhou Ving: Haha, I'll keep my salary! !
Mo Yichen took the opportunity to break away from Qin Yin's slender fingertips holding his jaw, and clasped her hand in his palm.
To prevent the little girl from touching it on a whim again.
After listening to Zhou Wei's words, he lowered his eyes expressionlessly, as if he didn't take the matter to heart at all.
But the pupils still moved for a moment.
Mo Yichen pulled down Qin Yin's other hand holding the ice cube:
"Why are your palms still so red?"
"Slapping me will cost you eight hundred dollars?"
His tone was mocking, but Qin Yin inexplicably could hear a bit of heartache.
When she came to her senses, she realized that her palms were burning.
The effects of forces are reciprocal.
She embroidered for several hours, and slapped Jun Tangyue and Mo Yichen each in succession.
At this moment, I just feel that my little hands are sore and weak.
The little girl pursed her lips in grievance: "Achen, it still hurts."
"Gonna rub it."
Mo Yichen paused slightly and glanced at Zhou Wei with cold eyes.
Zhou Wei immediately turned around obediently.
His face was stiff, and the hand that was originally going to massage Qin Yin's fingers covered the girl's soft and white cheeks, and squeezed hard.
"disobedient."
"Punishment of..."
Qin Yin was furious instantly.
This man, Mo Yichen, is really reluctant to suffer any loss! !
"Mo Yichen, you're done. I'll punish you by being naked and sleeping tonight!"
"The kind that I hold!!"
"..." Mo Yichen frowned and pinched the little girl's face again with stiff fingers.
Tsk, it’s so soft.
What on earth could cause such a soft, sweet little girl to be covered in barbs?
"..." Zhou Ving: Is this what a migrant worker like me can listen to?
Just when Qin Yin was about to explode again, Mo Yichen held her down.
The man's voice was magnetic and deep, and he began to gently massage her knuckles: "Qin Yin, when you return to your old house next week, you will be as domineering and showy as you are now."
"..." Qin Yin pouted: Labor and management are so domineering! !
However, Qin Yin remembered that Mo Yichen's family was complicated.
He is the eldest son and grandson of the Mo family.
The direct descendants of the Mo family include Mo Yichen and his sister Mo Yiyi.
There is also a younger brother born to a stepmother who was sent abroad after Mo Yichen's accident.
Qin Yin could guess that there was a tense situation.
In her previous life, she had never met Mo Yichen's elusive half-brother.
Come to think of it, he won't be an easy character to deal with.
——
early morning.
Qin Yin was awakened by a noise downstairs, and the girl opened her eyes lazily.
What came into view was the image of Mo Yichen's gray silk nightgown being pulled open unconsciously by himself, revealing a large piece of his chest.
Men's skin is crystal clear and white, and their texture is strong and firm.
The collarbone and neck are even more important.
Qin Yin swallowed slowly and raised his eyes to look at Mo Yichen's peaceful sleeping face.
Last night she performed acupuncture on Mo Yichen as usual.
When she came out of the shower, Mo Yichen was already asleep as before, and the girl climbed into bed unscrupulously.
However, he still curled up obediently to the bed, with a distance that could accommodate three or four people.
Late at night.
The little girl was already asleep, her peaceful sleeping face was sweet and soft.
The other end of the bed suddenly moved, and a tall and slender figure moved slowly.
Mo Yichen raised his upper body and moved closer to Qin Yin.
His eyes were as cold as ice, like melted snow.
The man leaned over and gently tucked the broken hair on Qin Yin's cheek behind her ear, revealing the girl's fair and pink face.
"Yinyin, you jumped into this trap yourself..."
"Once you've fallen into a trap, there's no point in escaping."
Mo Yichen's gaze fell casually on the girl's plump and crystal-clear lips.
The little girl's lips are still a little swollen.
His eyes darkened, his fingertips carefully touched the girl's lips, and he patiently ran them over gently with his fingertips.
The rich dark color in Mo Yichen's eyes was suave and lustful.
Qin Yin closed her eyes and opened her lips somewhat uncomfortably.
The pink lips opened and closed unconsciously, and the soft tip of the tongue touched the man's fingertips.
Mo Yichen's heart trembled and he was caught off guard and retracted his fingertips.
The man raised his eyes slightly, but a bewitched light slowly appeared in his deep and dark eyes: "Little wild cat."
"He's quite the one who knows how to please."
Not long after, he took her hand and took out a box of valuable white jade ointment from the bedside table.
When the medicine box was opened, the fragrance of white magnolia instantly spread throughout the room.
Mo Yichen took the ointment and carefully applied it on the girl's still red fingers.
Massage it carefully, rubbing every inch of the girl's fingertips with your fingertips.
After making sure that her fingers would no longer be sore, he put the ointment back in the drawer.
But there was a photo hidden in the gap when the drawer was opened.
Moonlight shines in.
In the photo, a girl wearing a blue and white school uniform with a high ponytail looks like fifteen or sixteen years old.
The man standing next to her was tall and slender, but unfortunately his face was erased and blackened...
Mo Yichen paused and hid the photo in a deeper secret compartment.
Then go back to bed.
Mo Yichen looked at the girl's sweet sleeping face and thought that she kept saying that she wanted to seduce him.
When sleeping, she was very serious about being thousands of miles away from him.
He stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his arms, then took the girl's hand and unbuttoned the collar of his nightgown...
Qin Yin was too tired during the day, and the familiar scent around her made her sleepier.
Feeling the firmness and smoothness of her hands, she closed her eyes and explored inside. She twisted her little body slightly and buried her whole body into Mo Yichen's arms, wrapping her long legs around his waist...
Then he sighed with satisfaction and continued to fall asleep.
Mo Yichen didn't expect the little girl to be so smart. He held the girl's slender waist firmly with his big hands and closed his eyes with satisfaction...
So, wake up early in the morning.
Qin Yin raised his eyes in confusion and could not hide his color, and met Mo Yichen's slightly frowning Rakshasa face.
The little girl jumped out of bed quickly.
He raised his hands and blinked his clear almond eyes innocently: "Well...Mr. Mo, I said I didn't mean it, do you believe it?"
Mo Yichen gathered up his nightgown carelessly and frowned slightly: "Qin Yin, my leg is not healed."
"You don't have to be like this... taking advantage of others' danger."
Zhou Wei was already preparing to call the police at this moment: Mr. Mo, who taught you to chase the little girl like this?
Good dog! What a dog! Simply the king of dogs! !
"I...I will be responsible for you!"
Qin Yin wants to cry but has no tears.
But he didn't notice that when Mo Yichen endured the humiliation and pulled the quilt to cover himself, a hint of success flashed in his lowered eyes.
