Boss Mo’s Predestined Love Brought by Surrogacy

After eating the hot pot, the two people went back home, and Gu Yan couldn’t walk. After the meal, the rain stopped. They stopped the car downstairs and didn’t worry about going upstairs, just around the community. Go round and eat.

The air after the rain, with the fragrance and fragrance of the earth, Gu Yan took a deep breath and then spit it out, as if the turbid air in the body was replaced, Mo Yichen did not speak, just stared at Gu Yan Doing these stupid moves is only calm and precious.

Because the rain has just stopped, there is still a stall of water on the ground, but it is washed very clean, washed ground!

Gu Yan is full of food and drink, playing with his heart, looking down at his shoes, it has been splashed with rain, so it becomes damp, so the narrow ink and ink sings a smile, facing the water in front, suddenly jump Go in.

Mo Yichen still wonders, what does this mean for Gu Yan? It seems that I am not well-intentioned. Sure enough, I have not participated in her intentions. The pants are splashed with water, and my pants are wet in twos and threes, which is very awkward on the pants.

Gu Yan had already laughed and ran away. Mo Yichen reacted and chased it up. In the lonely night sky, there were only two people laughing and laughing, and two chasing figures under the dim light.

When I got home, both of them had a sweat, and Mo Yichen was afraid of taking a cold. When she got home, she pushed her into the bathroom to let her take a shower. Gu Yan was also obedient, just because her naughty was cleaned up by Mo Yichen. He was so embarrassed, now he let himself go to take a bath, he took a bath, or he turned back to be sick, he was still himself.

Mo Yichen saw her obedience, and finally felt that she was not a husband. She had to give Gu Yan some color to look at, otherwise she could not be lawless, and her heart was a little proud, taking Xiaoqu to the kitchen to Gu Yan boiled **** soup. It is.

Mo Yichen felt that he had curbed Gu Yan, but he was actually eaten by the dead, but he was Mo Yichen.

When Gu Yan took a shower, she began to hold a computer gong and drum. While rubbing her hair and tapping the keyboard, she quickly recorded the sporadic inspiration in her mind for subsequent finishing and expansion.

"Drink the bowl of **** soup, just cooked, drink it now, keep the wife and grandmother Shutai, sleep well!" Mo Yichen entered the house and saw Gu Yan staring at the computer screen meticulously, it seems very embarrassing .

Mo Yichen had a heart to laugh and ease her emotions. Although Gu Yan gave her face a pull of her mouth, but she did not smile from the heart. After she smiled, she continued to stare at the screen and did not reach out to pick up **** soup.

Mo Yichen was so distressed that she worked so hard for her work, but he also knew that this was her career. If she loved her, she should not stop her.

However, Mo Yichen did not want Gu Yan to work after work, but also troubled by the work, so put the **** soup on the bedside table, and reached out and buckled her computer.

"You!" Gu Yan was annoyed, looked up and looked at Mo Yichen's glare, but he smiled in a blink of an eye. Mo Yichen dipped the moisture and pulled his hair. The affair was posted on his forehead. The sweater was decent, but the stitches were Funny, not to mention his pants, and some muddy spots.

Although everything in front of me is harmful to her, but look at the appearance of Mo Yichen, Gu Yan can not help but laugh.

Mo Yichen also knows that this look is not good today, but it is not the evil spirit of this demon? Now she is good, dare to laugh at herself?

Mo Yichen vowed to make Gu Yan look good.

Regardless of whether the clothes on the body are clean or dirty, they lean over the bed and scratch the itch of the face. Both of them know that the most fearful thing is that it is itchy.

Gu Yan smiled and begged for mercy, while counterattacking, only a short time, she burst into tears, Mo Yichen's high arm length, Gu Yan little one, there is no advantage in front of him.

It’s all about Mo Yichen’s unilateral “killing” Gu Yan, Gu Yan has no counterattack force, her flower boxing and embroidering legs hit on her body, Mo Yichen has no feeling.

Gradually, the temperature in the house was high, and the two people who were in trouble were already wrapped around each other. The good clothes that Mo Yichen had just worn, had long been smashed, and Gu Yan...

Originally, I only wore a silk nightdress, covered with a nightgown, and the band of this nightgown was loosened in the entanglement. The white chest was looming, as if there was a different style...

In the eyes of Mo Yichen, she has long been infected with lust, and Gu Yan, who has already cheeky cheeks, and the rich lips are as attractive as peaches. How can Mo Yichen still have this peach indifferent? When he bowed his head, he kissed him up, and Gu Yan did not dodge, and he greeted his hot kiss.

After some lingering, Mo Yichen hugged Gu Yan quietly lying.

"In the future, our home, I mean, there are rumors, our home, I must design myself, I want to decorate our home with the warmest elements."

In the silence, Gu Yan spoke, and usually said something, but Gu Yan knows that this is his own promise.

"Okay, it depends on you." Mo Yichen buried his head in Gu Yan's neck. He likes this position most, because it makes him feel safe and warm.

"Hey, stinky! You didn't take a shower!" Gu Yan smiled and teased Mo Yichen.

Mo Yichen did not follow, "You also sweated, just like, both of them are washed." Mo Yichen smirk, he has this idea for a long time, but he is afraid that Gu Yan does not cooperate, this is good, send yourself The opportunity to go to the door, where does he still care about Gu Yan?

Of course, Gu Yan refused, and struggled, but still no match, Mo Yichen was hard to pull, and eventually dragged Gu Yan into the bathroom, this is another fragrant cloud rain.

After taking a shower, Gu Yan really didn't want to move, and the nest was still in the bed. Mo Yichen didn't sleep, and didn't know what to go to the kitchen.

"Slacker, get up, drink this **** soup." Although Mo Yichen feels that he has just sweated, but Gu Yan this small body can not be said, he can not give her a little chance of a cold.

Gu Yan sleeps, deliberately does not say anything, really do not want to get up the water of this stomach.

"You don't pretend! No more, I can feed you, how can I feed you?" Mo Yichen did not finish, but the latter part of the imagination.

Sure enough, Gu Yan listened to this sentence and immediately turned over to get up, half a little bit of water, and Mo Yichen just looked at her narrowly, and she saw her face flushed, Gu Yan did not want to entangle, three or two finished drinking **** soup, I lay back in the bed.

I fell asleep soon, this time I really fell asleep, and even when Mo Yichen entered the bed, when she caught her, she knew nothing.