For the first time, Qiao An felt that the man in front of him was almost out of control.

She felt Mo Kai's hand on her lower back was tightened very tightly. Even when he was holding her and moving, his kiss was still unambiguous and his lips were extremely affectionate.

After all, Qiao An was no match for him in this matter, so he allowed Mo Kai's powerful kiss to set her ablaze.

The usually calm and self-possessed appearance was completely torn away, the glasses on the bridge of the nose were abandoned long ago during the entanglement, and the unobstructed deep pupils showed undisguised desire and desire.

The two fell into the bed, and Mo Kai looked at the woman under him, his eyes bent, as if they were shining with light, gathering mist, and all that was reflected was...his shadow.

These eyes were like sniping guns to his heart, precise and deadly, making him unable to avoid them and making him crazy.

The big palm pressed on Qiao An's white wrist bone opened, and the long bony fingers clasped through her fingers.

Tightly, as if afraid of losing it.

"Mo Kai—" Qiao An called his name affectionately, like a low chant, so sweet that it engulfed the soul.

Mo Kai's stormy kiss was like spewing lava, so hot that it seemed to melt every inch of Qiao An's hair and skin.

There is a lingering heat in the air...

It was broad daylight when the two separated.

Mo Kai was about to stand up, and Qiao An's fair arms and pillows were placed on his chest with familiarity, and his voice was soft, "Don't you know you're tired?"

This sentence had a bit of a whimsical quality to it. Mo Kai pinched her waist and said, "Well, my bad, please sleep a little longer."

Qiao An glared at him sideways, "That's not what you meant!" Then she crawled into his arms again and said distressedly: "You have too little rest time."

Mo Kai's heart was filled with Qiao An's small gestures full of dependence. He rubbed her hair and said, "I'm used to it."

These words made Qiao An feel inexplicably distressed, and she was even more unwilling to let him go. She wrapped her arms around him even tighter, "I didn't sleep well last night, so you can sleep with me for an hour, just an hour!"

Mo Kai lowered his eyes and fixed his gaze on Qiao An's face. Seeing her deliberately closing her eyes tightly, he couldn't help but laugh. He pressed a kiss on the tip of her ear as if surrendering, "Okay."

The two slept in each other's arms, and the silence around them made each other's heartbeats very clear.

Finally, feeling Mo Kai's breath gradually calming down... Qiao An secretly opened his eyes.

Looking up, you can see his raised Adam's apple, then his firm and firm facial contours, sexy thin lips, handsome nose bridge, and those deep eyes that seem to be able to suck people's soul in... They are closed at the moment

Closed.

Qiao An's eyes traced Mo Kai's face unscrupulously. For some reason, his heart suddenly beat violently. An unusually familiar feeling arose in his heart for no reason, and an extremely profound emotion surged in his heart.

It seemed that in a certain year and month, I had looked at him so deeply, with full sincerity and love, copying his features bit by bit from a distance.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and the sun broke through the window. Qiao An was afraid of waking him up, so he didn't dare to move. He only raised his hand carefully and covered the light falling on his face with his palm.

He fell asleep with shallow breathing, and she accompanied him quietly.

Like a painting, timeless and beautiful.

This time, Mo Kai seemed to have a particularly solid sleep, and it was almost noon when he woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Qiao An's tiny eyes shining, looking straight at him.

Mo Kai subconsciously twisted the bridge of his nose and said in a deep voice, "An'an, how long have I been sleeping?"

Qiao An moved her aching arm without leaving a trace, and replied lightly, "Not long, just for a while."

Mo Kai touched the watch on the bedside table suspiciously, took a look at it, put it down, and lightly scratched Qiao An's nose, "You are talking nonsense, why don't you wake me up?"

After saying that, he lifted up the quilt and stood up, picked up the clothes beside the bed, and buttoned them while saying, "Don't you have training today? I'll be there later..."

The words stopped abruptly as he turned his head.

Wherever he looked, Qiao An was sitting up, and the quilt slipped off itself.


Chapter completed!