MTL - Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance-Chapter 11

Chapter XI:

The two accompanied Chess and Chess for a while and saw that Chess was a little sleepy. They helped him wash and coaxed him to fall asleep before they started drinking.

They were sitting on chairs in the master bedroom with a small coffee table in the middle. Yan Qingchi felt that drinking alone was a bit boring, and proposed to play something. Jiang Mo thought for a while, and found the vice poker in the drawer and started playing.

Yan Qingchi, while playing poker with him, was drinking and talking.

Jiang Moyu didn't talk much, but after drinking too much, he began to feel emotions one after another.

At the end of the game, both of them ignored poker, but leaned on their chairs and talked about their own unhappiness.

Jiang Moshen didn't understand, "Did you say that I was in a state of infatuation, otherwise why would I like someone so meanly?"

Yan Qingchi knew that he was talking about Xiaobailian. After thinking about it, he could only reply, "Probably."

Jiang Moyan was silent for a while, then suddenly turned his head and asked him, "Do you like anyone?"

"No." Yan Qingchi inertially denied, and then heard Jiang Mo humming, "You are not authentic, you just broke up with your boyfriend."

Yan Qingchi said that it was not my boyfriend.

However, when it comes to talking about it, he has to pass through, so he smiled perfunctoryly, "It's all broken up, I don't like it anymore."

Jiang Mozhi was also really drunk. He didn't let him hold on anymore. "Huh" nodded, "Yes, I don't like it anymore."

Yan Qingchi turned to look at him, and saw that he was a little confused and hazy in his face, and murmured, "I don't like it anymore."

"Then you remember what you said."

"Of course I remember," he turned to look at Yan Qingchi, "I still remember that we received the certificate today."

He said, suddenly got up, walked directly to Yan Qingchi, and hugged him, "Go, we should get the cave."

Yan Qingchi came to struggle, and when she heard this, she was so stunned, "What did you say?"

Jiang Moyi turned and walked a few steps, tossed him on the bed, and began to unbutton his shirt. "What else can be said, the marriage is over, naturally it is time to fulfill the duties of husband and wife."

Who will fulfill your husband and wife obligations with you! !! !! Yan Qingchi spit out blood. He rolled around the bed and got out of bed. Jiang Mo saw that he was about to slip away, and his legs were stretched, and he grabbed him.

"You are drunk, and you want to drive?" Yan Qingchi looked down, not to say that the disorder after drinking was nonsense.

Jiang Mozhi saw his gaze, and he had a rare connection with his heart. "You can try it and see if I am drunk and can I drunk."

"The driver drunk a drink, and his loved ones were in tears." Yan Qingchi tried to persuade him.

Jiang Moshen's face was gentle, "Rest assured, your loved ones will never cry with two lines of tears. If you die, you will have two tears of your own."

Yan Qingchi struggled and said, "Look, you have learned to paint with me."

Jiang Mo snorted. "That counts?"

"Of course! Although it's not formal, but you can be a father for one day, and you can't treat your father like that."

"Wait a while while we are heading to the edge of the city, please remind me again, Dad."

Yan Qingchi was helpless, "Why don't you listen to advice?"

Jiang Moyan dragged him back and dragged him tightly, "You don't listen."

He said, he began to unbutton Yan Qingchi's clothes.

Yan Qingchi held his hand together, "Last question, can you accept us once?"

Jiang Mo leaned closer to him, his lips were almost close to his lips, he said, "Baby, I can accept that I come more than once a night."

Yan Qingchi understood, and he let go of his hands, spreading his arms to both sides, and put on a generous look of death. "Come on, let's make a quick decision."

Jiang Mozhi thought that he was really drunk. He even thought that Yanqingchi was cute, and he patted Yanqingchi's face. "It's a bit difficult."

Facts have proved that what Jiang Mozhi said is still very informative. After coming down from Qiu Ming Mountain and returning to the city center, Yan Qingchi lay on the bed, feeling the weakness of his body, and deeply felt that Jiang Moyan was indeed the protagonist in the book, and the protagonist's aura with his own equipment.

Jiang Mo turned on the light, and saw that the quilt was slantingly placed on his waist. The tender white skin was strewn with obvious kiss marks, like petals on the snow. Yan Qingchi squinted her eyes with the light, her black hair was sweaty and stuck to her face, which was very beautiful.

He tossed himself like this. At the end of the car battle, his conscience found that he could not help slowing his tone. He asked gently, "Would you like me to hold you?"

Yan Qingchi looked at him with a ghost on his face. He sat up, but suddenly thought of something and looked back at Jiang Moyu, "So you ended the battle, right?"

"Do you want to continue?" Jiang Mo chuckled.

Yan Qingchi stared at him, suddenly one stepped forward and pushed him, "It's not impossible."

Jiang Moshang never expected that he actually planned to practice what he said before, but felt that he was speechless, and pushed people from his body to his body on the spot. "I thought you were tired, but it seems very energetic. Well, I can do it again. "

Yan Qingchi said that it was natural. How much energy was spent on this night activity, especially when he was lying down, but he was still the first time, and it was a little strange. Therefore, I had to reach out and help Fujiang Mo Yan's waist, smiled and said, "Whereever, rest, you have worked hard."

Jiang Mo was cheap and sold well, "It's not hard. If you are willing, it will be worth the hard work."

"How can I be willing to do this," Yan Qingchi cooperated. "Let's rest, it's not too early, and it's time to sleep."

He said, moving himself aside, slowly moving out of bed.

Jiang Mo realized that he was walking towards the bathroom while holding his waist. Some were not at ease. "Do you really want me to help?"

As soon as Yan Qingchi turned around, he saw that he was preparing to come down and quickly waved his hand. "No need, I know, I'll do it myself."

Jiang Mo heard the news and paused. He raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, it seems to be an old driver and very skilled." He had lied to himself that he didn't like anyone before! con man!

Yan Qingchi listened to his strange yin and yang, but said helplessly, "I have n’t eaten pork and I have n’t seen a pig run. You find that you like boys. You have n’t read the related books. book."

"just looking?"

"Everyone said that although I look good, I don't lie, don't make everyone think like you, okay."

"Why am I stunned, shall I just take a look?"

Yan Qingchi's next turn was unbelievable, "You? Just look? Not practice?"

"I clean myself."

"I see your eyes above the top."

Jiang Mozhen picked up the pillow and smashed at him.

Yan Qingchi ducked away and laughed, "It's still shame and anger." He watched Jiang Mozhang's tendency to attack again, hurried to the bathroom, and quickly closed the door in the other's teeth.

Yan Qingchi opened the shower, rushed quickly, and endured shame to get things out of her body. He wiped his hair with a bath towel and blown it with a hair dryer for a while, and then went out when it was almost half dry.

"Changed the sheets?" As soon as he went to bed, he found that the sheets on the bed seemed to have been changed.

Jiang Mo shouted "um", handed out the medicine at the bedside, a little embarrassed, "Here you are."

Yan Qingchi took it, put it on his bedside, pulled the quilt, and got in.

"Did I let you watch it there?" Jiang Mochen felt that he had few patience, and sooner or later he would be consumed by the people around him.

"I just checked and was not injured, so there is no need to use it."

"Really?"

"It's true."

After listening to him say this, Jiang Moxu no longer insisted, turned off the light, and lay down.

There was a moment of silence between the two in the dark night.

Yan Qingchi was a little sleepy at the moment, said "good night", turned around, turned his back to him, and fell asleep.

It was only Jiang Moyu who kept his eyes open in the dark for a long time before slowly turning on.