Mo Shanghua's eyes swept over the feet of his shoes that he had not yet taken off. He could not help but raised his hand and pushed him, "Yan Beicheng, if you want to sleep, you should not dirty my mattress."
As she spoke, she could not help adding some strength in her hand and made up her mind to push Yan Beicheng out of her bed.
However, Yan Beicheng didn't know what method he used. It's useless for Mo Shanghua to push. He still lay on the bed.
Although he didn't speak, he took off his shoes as soon as he pushed on his feet. He also took off his socks with his toes. Then he retracted his bare feet into the quilt. He didn't even open his eyes for a moment without saying a word.
"Yanbei city!" Mo Shanghua saw that he looked like this. He was a little angry in his heart. "What are you going to do?"
As soon as the words fell, he felt a sudden darkness in front of his eyes, and his body whirled around. When he opened his eyes, he was already lying on the bed. In Yan Beicheng's arms, a big red brocade wrapped them tightly, and there was no wind coming in.
"You What the hell are you doing? Yan Beicheng, you talk. " Mo Shanghua's delicate white and tender cheek suddenly turned black. He lifted part of the brocade quilt to expose his head from the brocade quilt and raised his eyes to stare at Yan Beicheng.
Yan Beicheng did not open his eyes, but his thin lip opened lightly. "I went to send thirteen back, but I was tired."
Flowers on the street
She only felt a burst of depression, as if her fist hit on a soft cotton. She couldn't shake the man's muscles. On the contrary, she was very depressed.
She took a deep breath and then said, "I know you sent Yan cenxuan, but you sneaked into my room without saying a word. What's the point of making such a fuss? If you are really tired, you may as well go to your concubines. Don't be angry with me here. "
Say, lifted brocade directly by get up, clear Mou Leng came down.
Yan Beicheng opened his eyes and sat up.
Seeing that the face of the flower on the street was not very good, he suddenly felt a kind of revenge like pleasure in his heart. He only felt that yesterday's anger in his chest was really gone, and his lips could not help but slightly cocked.
But did not think, his lips corner this instantaneous radian, by the stranger flower more than light is good-looking a clear.
He was clearly deliberately angry with her!
"Yanbei city!" In the flower heart of the street, he was more angry. He pointed to the direction outside the door and said in a cold voice: "go out, go back to your own bedroom!"
Seeing this, Yan Beicheng realized that he had gone too far and adjusted his mood. Instead of going, he came over and said, "angry?"
Mo Shanghua did not speak, but the frost with snow cheek, but it is very clear.
Yan Beicheng thought about the wording carefully in his heart. Then he said, "you went to Yan cenxuan's Hospital quietly yesterday. I…"
After the apology, he hesitated in his heart, but he couldn't say it.
The anger in Mo Shanghua's heart didn't disappear, but it added a point. She couldn't help asking: "is that why you didn't tell me to go to see me off today? Yan Beicheng, do you still think I have an affair with him? Or have you already determined that I went to have a good time with him yesterday, and that I will still be in love with him today. Now that he's gone, he's coming to settle accounts with me? "
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