Divine doctor son Ben Hongzhuang

Chapter 923 Since it's a dream, I'm in charge

little brother?The word is new.However, Mo Jiu really never praised him so much, does it mean that she has already fallen in love with him?
Thinking of this, Di Wuchen raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously.

"If you think it looks good, you can read more."

Di Wuchen stretched out his hand to scratch Mo Jiu's nose, but Mo Jiu suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand.

Mo Jiu put Di Wuchen's hand on the table, pillowed on his hand, and rubbed against it, like a lazy kitten.

Feeling the tenderness of the skin in the palm, Di Wuchen's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help moving his fingers.

"Don't move, cool..."

It turned out that it was because the cheeks were hot and greedy for cold.

Di Wuchen curled his lips into a smile, stretched out his other hand and pampered her on the top of her head.

Suddenly Mo Jiu stood up shaking his body, glanced at Di Wuchen, and hugged Di Wuchen tightly.

Di Wuchen's body stiffened suddenly.

"Xiao Jiu, are you throwing yourself into your arms?"

Mo Jiu didn't answer, but raised his head to look at Di Wuchen, stretched out his hand to unbutton his shirt, revealing his well-defined chest, and pressed his cheek against it.

Di Wuchen was only wearing a middle coat, and he drank wine for a while on this cool night, so his body was slightly cold.

Mo Jiu was greedy for coolness, hugging Di Wuchen like an octopus.

"Xiao Jiu, I'm glad you took the initiative?"

Di Wuchen was about to lower his head to pick up Mo Jiu, but Mo Jiu stretched out his hand and pushed him away.

"This pillar is no longer cold, find another one..."

Muttering in his mouth, he wobbled and took steps.

However, she didn't take a few steps, and she couldn't take another half step.

"Light the fire, are you leaving?"

Di Wuchen's voice was deep and hoarse, with a touch of emotion.

It's a pity that Mo Jiu couldn't hear these anymore, she just wanted to find another cold place, put it on her cheek, and cool down the temperature.

After taking several steps, Mo Jiu paused without taking another step, and looked at the ground with his eyes wide open.

"Huh? Why is the ground following me?"

Di Wuchen looked helplessly at Mo Jiu, who was picked up by the skirt of his clothes, waited a few times in mid-air, and said these words again.

Di Wuchen carried Mo Jiu to the bed and put her down.

As soon as Mo Jiu saw the bed, a look of joy appeared on his face, he hugged the pillow, and pressed his face against it.

"Is it hot?"

Thinking of it in a bewitching voice, Mo Jiu nodded without hesitation.

Di Wuchen's lips curled into a triumphant smile, and he began to undress Mo Jiu.

When Dai Mojiu finally felt a chill, there was only one bellyband left on his body.

When Di Wuchen's hand caressed the string on his stomach, Mo Jiu grabbed his hand suddenly.

Mo Jiu's eyes were clear, as if stars were twinkling in them.

"who are you?"

"Who do you want me to be?"

There seemed to be flames beating in Di Wuchen's eyes, but when he asked this sentence, there seemed to be a bit of coldness in his eyes.

"I hope you are who, are you who? Are you dreaming?"

Puzzled flashed in Mo Jiu's eyes.

Di Wuchen thought that Mo Jiu was awake, but now it seems that he is not.Such an action is just an instinct of defense.

Di Wuchen smiled wryly, hugged Mo Jiu in his arms, and said softly, "It's not hot now, go to sleep."

Turning over suddenly, Mo Jiu pressed Di Wuchen under him, and lightly tapped Di Wuchen's top with one finger.

"Shh, don't talk. Since it's a dream, let me decide."

(End of this chapter)