Chapter 71 You, you are holding me!

Mo Qi came here not only with a mission, but also received a reward from her father. As long as the matter was resolved successfully, she could get a large amount of pocket money, which is why she is so positive.

Rolling around on the bed, I couldn't think of a good way. At this time, my mother suddenly pushed the door and sat in front of the bed with a calm expression: Qiqi, now call your dad, you told him that he hadn't seen the house since Yunyun moved here. The environment here is good. After all, he is an elder, so come and have a look.

Mo Qi blinked: What's there to see here? It's not as beautiful as ours.

Xia Yuhe's eyes swept her little butt, and the meaning was obvious. Mo Qi immediately shrank her head like a good baby, took out the phone and called: Dad, my mom asked you to come over, no, it was me who called you over, no, it was the house that was good, come over.I didn't know what to say, Mo Qi scratched her head: Oh, you're here anyway, hurry up.

Xia Yuhe almost got angry and couldn't even tell a word. She was so stupid that she was so stupid.

Mo Qi smiled foolishly and hugged her mother in a coquettish way: Mom, are you going home? Hehe, it's all caused by my brother-in-law, which made me not eat the fragrant food you made for several days. Look, your belly is shrunken.The ghost elf Mo Qi thought for a moment and knew that the matter was coming to an end. She hurriedly pleased her mother and flattered her calmly.

Xia Yuhe smiled and poked her forehead: Your dad is coming, I'll ask A Yuan to make a few dishes for midnight snacks.

When Mo Qi heard this, she almost subconsciously swallowed her mouth and looked longing. The dish made by the stinky uncle was so fragrant. She smashed her mouth with greed: Go and tell him quickly, let my brother-in-law make it faster, I, I'm hungry.

Is it delicious made by mom or your brother-in-law?

Mo Qi was all about food, and she blurted out without thinking: Of course, it’s my brother-in-law’s delicious... Uh, no, it’s my mother’s good recipe, haha, hahaha.Mo Qi touched her nose embarrassedly.

Both daughters were captured by their own sn in law skills. Xia Yuhe really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She gave her second daughter a blank look: Haven't you just eaten? Why did you get hungry so quickly? Isn't your mother's craftsmanship so poor? You didn't have enough food?Mo Qi hurriedly expressed her attitude in high spirits...

Mo Wencheng finally arrived an hour later. After a few days, he didn't sleep well. His wife and daughter left home together. I really don't know how charming his Sn in Law is.

Mo Manyun was pulled downstairs by his mother, and He Yuan also brought several night snacks on the list. Except for He Yuan, the four of them looked happy and angry. The scene was quite awkward. The unlucky girl only played her role at this time. She jumped around and reconciled the atmosphere, and grimaced her face, making several people laugh.

Lao He is a junior, so he should naturally be more low-key. He lights cigarettes for his father-in-law and picks up food. Although he still has an objection to Sn in law, as the saying goes, he doesn't hit people with a smile on his face. Mo Wencheng's expression also eased a lot when he treated him.

However, He Yuan's low-key performance made Mo Manyun very unhappy. Her husband was so kind to her. If he couldn't even win the basic rights for him, the little woman would feel more guilty. Xia Yuhe saw it and in desperation, she shook her daughter and gave her a wink.

At the end of the meal, Xia Yuhe finally forgave him under the bitter eyes of her husband. When someone was not paying attention, Mo Wencheng whispered to his wife: Please tell me where is my daughter.He also saw Mo Manyun's dissatisfaction, but he couldn't let himself put his face down and apologize, right?

Alas, I'll give it a try.

It was getting late, and when Mo Wencheng was about to take Qiqi home, Xia Yuhe thought about it and called her second daughter: Qiqi should live at home today, and she will have to attend cram school tomorrow, just leave here.After the incident ended, Xia Yuhe restored her lofty status. Her words were imperial edicts. Who would not dare to obey?

After her husband left, it was time to sleep. He Yuanmomanyun had work and could not delay sleep, but room allocation became a problem.

Although the bedroom of the villa is not small, there are only three rooms. The two rooms upstairs belong to the couple, and the rooms downstairs are guest rooms. They have never been cleaned up before, so they naturally cannot sleep. Xia Yuhe has been sleeping with her daughter in her room for three days, but when Mo Qi stayed, it smelled a little more.

He Yuan smiled secretly, his heart was like a mirror. Mo Manyun had the only room with him at this time. Tsk tsk, something might happen tonight.

Mo Manyun was still thinking about his father, and he didn't think about it even though he looked bad. Mo Qi thought the two were sleeping together, and she didn't feel anything wrong after being pulled to the room by her mother.

It was not until Xia Yuhe and Mo Qi closed the door that Mo Manyun was stunned and looked at her smirking husband in shock: Could it be that she asked me to sleep with you?

He Yuan coughed twice and nodded embarrassedly: Probably, that's what it means.

The little woman shook her body and almost fell down. Oh my God, what are you thinking about? She actually asked me to have a room with him.

She was already thinking about the sofa, study and other places downstairs where people could sleep, but Lao He came to call out the sad sign: Don’t worry, I will go to the sofa to sleep. Although it is a little colder at night and a narrower place, I am a tough life. If I fall from it, I shouldn’t die. At most, I will get injured and recover in a few days. Don’t worry about me.

Mo Manyun was really defeated by his good husband. He was almost hospitalized before he could sleep. God knew that if he didn't stop him, would he roll from the sofa to the road and call a car to press. He opened the door with an expressionless face. Mo Manyun pondered for a moment and walked in first. He Yuan still didn't understand, and followed with a silly smile.

What door do you lock?Mo Manyun's face turned cold and he stared at him.

Ahem, I'm afraid your sister will come to make trouble at night.Facing his wife's sharp vision, He Yuan had to open the door lock obediently, then put on the bed, and took off his clothes with a swagger.

You, what are you going to do?Mo Manyun stepped back vigilantly, two flushings spread on Bingfrost's face, his head slightly sideways, and he dared not look at him.

He Yuan was so thick-skinned that he took off his big shorts and pulled open the quilt and squirted in. He also called his wife: Yunyun, come quickly, the quilt is just a bed, and those that have not been used before they are sunburned, so let's do it today.I am so happy in my heart. Thanks to my mother-in-law asking Mo Qi to stay, how could I enjoy such a moment?

Mo Manyun's face turned awkwardly and suddenly became serious: He Yuan, why don't you let your dad apologize to you? He doesn't care. There is no need for you to give in.

He Yuan smiled bitterly: He is your father Ah. Whatever you want me, whether he apologizes or not, our relationship cannot be harmonious in an instant. The latter is okay, and there is a chance to improve. However, if he said sorry to me, do you think he can feel at ease? Will our relationship be better in the future?He He Yuan is not a petty person, what is this grievance?

But your grievances...

It's Ah, I'm wronged Ah, only my good wife can comfort me. Come, my husband hug me... He Yuan opened his arms to greet the little woman, and the latter glared at him fiercely: Don't be serious, I think, I feel sorry for you. You are so nice to me, but my dad still looks down on you. Alas, in my heart...

Lao He interrupted her: You don’t have to feel sorry, my work is about to get on track, and the old man will naturally look at him with admiration. Now your task is, um, have a good sleep and don’t think too much.He lifted a corner of the quilt and waved it to her come in.

Mo Manyun also knew that no matter how colorful he talked with his mother alone, he could not change He Yuan’s image in his father’s heart. He had to rely on his husband’s own efforts.

After sorting out her mind, Mo Manyun suddenly became tired. She worked too much these days, and even had to have a bunch of documents to read and approve when she went home at night. She hesitated for a while, but gritted her teeth and slowly crawled over. Fortunately, she changed into her pajamas when she got home, otherwise she would be embarrassed.

It's ridiculous. Since the couple got married, they could count the times they held hands with one palm, and they could count the times they hugged each other with one finger. Even now, the couple who naturally had to sleep with each other were so hesitant and hesitant even when they were sleeping in bed.

Mo Manyun's pretty face looked so charming under the moonlight, faint, and she moved towards her husband nervously, like a snail...

He Yuan didn't understand the mood more than Zhuo Jun. He was so anxious that he just lifted the quilt, sat up, pulled his wife in his arms, and then hugged her and lay down, covering the quilt tightly.

The movement was so fast that Mo Manyun was tightly blocked in his arms that he shouted in panic: Ah, what are you doing? Let go, let me go, otherwise I will pinch you.He patted him hard and struggled.

He Yuan turned a blind eye, smelled the faint and elegant fragrance of his wife, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Mo Manyun was ashamed of Ah. Her female body was tightly held by her husband, and she even felt extremely difficult to breathe. After she failed to resist, she simply snorted coldly, neither moving nor speaking, and became angry...

Suddenly, Momanyun's red face gradually became cold...

His face turned pale...

His face turned pale...

His face was so dark...

Just because there was a strange thing coming from her lower body... She was no longer an ignorant girl and naturally knew what it was. Mo Manyun, who could not bear it, was furious and cold and deep, said: He Yuan, you are holding me!

Uh... Sorry, normal reaction, normal reaction.

In a fit of anger, Mo Manyun really wanted to pinch his messy thing.