Outright Favoritism Chapter 892: : Can’t fail to reply

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Li Qiao did not refuse, looking at He Chen, bending her lips, walking to the door of the guest room, and whispering to remind, "Brother Chen, she is injured."

"Don't worry." He Chen looked at Yin Mo with a faint smile, "I won't hit women."

Li Qiao glanced at him and turned to leave.

In the guest room, He Chen slammed the door and slowly locked it again.

Yin Mo sat on the bed and stared at him vigilantly. He Chen like this is a bit dangerous.

When I was nervous, Yin Mo wanted to hold onto something to protect herself, but she was empty. She could only grab the sheets and try to calm herself down, "What are you doing when you lock the door?"

He Chen licked his teeth, "What do you think?"

Yin Mo regretted that he was straightforward, and knew that he shouldn't complain about him behind his back.

He Chen is too dissolute. Every time he shares a room with him, Yin Mo instinctively frightens and trembles.

At this moment, He Chen walked lazily to the end of the bed and sat down, looking down at her ankle with a deep face.

Yin Mo curled up his toes, and subconsciously pulled up the blanket next to him to cover his legs.

He Chen's eyes are too aggressive, even if he doesn't do anything, it still makes people feel nervous.

"I can do it, right?"

He Chen lifted the blanket with two fingers, revealing her ankle and that white foot again.

Yin Mo frowned, and just reached out to take back the blanket, her warm fingers touched the back of her instep suddenly, "I haven't seen it for a while, I have learned to complain."

"I just... tell the truth." Yin Mo remained motionless, only feeling that the skin touched by He Chen was getting hotter and hotter.

He Chen raised his eyebrows displeasedly, "Aren't you stupid to be honest?"

Yin Mo pursed his lips and didn't say a word, so he could only stare at his movements with eyes full of vigilance.

Anyway, no matter what she said, He Chen was always able to refute.

Speaking more is not helpful, it only increases troubles.

Yin Mo calmly pulled the blanket over her body again, her eyes flashed, "Are you here to hit me?"

He Chen raised his eyelids, raised the corners of his lips, reached out and pinched her cheeks, "You dare to give me a condom, are you afraid that I will hit you?"

Yin Mo's left cheek was pinched, and the soft touch made He Chen squeeze and pinch indifferently, "I don't have the courage."

At the moment when the words fell, Yin Mo's heart suddenly alarmed, "I am not..."

The rest was blocked by He Chen.

Not with the mouth, but with the hands.

His thumb pressed against Yin Mo's lips, and his handsome cheeks became more wicked and frivolous, "Don't explain, let's talk about how you plan to compensate me."

Yin Mo: "???"

"Compensation for you?"

The arc of He Chen's mouth sank a little, "Don't want to compensate?"

Yin Mo shook his head frankly, "I was the one who hurt, and you were the one who smashed me. You still..." Have a face to make up?

The last few words were blocked by He Chen again.

This time, it's the mouth.

He Chen swiftly clasped Yin Mo's back neck, leaned forward, and directly grabbed her lips.

He wanted to do it the first time he saw her from the lawn.

This woman doesn't know anything if she doesn't teach it.

Yin Mo has seen how superb He Chen's kissing skills are. Even if she struggles to push, she still can't shake him.

The disparity in power between men and women combined with Yin Mo's inconvenience, a kiss gradually changed the taste between the warming bed.

Yin Mo couldn't breathe well after being kissed by him, and the pushing force was soft.

And He Chen kissed deeply.

Suddenly, Yin Mo was in pain, she opened her eyes and ran into He Chen's narrow eyes.

Yin Mo's face was steaming, panting and staring at He Chen, "Shameless."

Being angry is also alive.

He Chen's throat tightened for a while, and he pulled up a blanket to cover her body, which also covered the reverie curve of Yin Mo's chest.

Don't open his face, he took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, pressed his lips and clicked one, and blew a mouthful of cigarette into Yin Mo's face, "That's right, you have the capital to make me shameless."

Yin Mo: "..."

He Chen wiped the water stain on the corner of his mouth with his thumb, tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, "What did you chat with your younger brother and sister?"

"Did you not hear?" Yin Mo sneered at him and asked back.

He Chen licked his cigarette and squinted comfortably, "Which sentence?"

Yin Mo lowered his eyelids, a feeling of weakness in his heart again.

Even in the face of Xiao Yehui, she had never been so at a loss.

It happens that He Chen can leave her speechless every time, and there is nothing to do.

Can you have a general knowledge of the rascal? !

Yin Mo looked dull, and explained a few words without ups and downs in his tone.

At this time, He Chen's eyes were deep, with emotions that Yin Mo could not understand hidden under his eyes, "It is indeed a good choice if you don't go back."

Yin Mo's heart tightened, and he retorted, "I can't help but reply, I..."

"You can go now." He Chen glanced at her ankle, sneered and flicked the gauze, "Dare to go to the ground, and the other leg will be interrupted for you."

Yin Mo didn't know how many times he was speechless.

As long as he can go, who will stay here and let him, a shameless man, take advantage of him?

When he saw this, He Chen smiled, his eyes dazzling and dazzling with the sunlight outside the window.

He stretched out his hand again and squeezed Yin Mo's cheek, leaned over and bit her nose, "Don't be dead, I'll take care of my wounds in Nanyang."

Yin Mo dodged in a daze, feeling mixed and unspeakable.

Sometimes she feels like He Chen's plaything in the palm of her hand, but occasionally he will show power-like dominance.

Especially the scene of him picking her up from the snow, which kept coming to mind.

That was the first time she was hugged by a princess, and there were many firsts, all brought to her by He Chen.

She should have hated him, but she would always sink into the subtle care he gave.

Yin Mo was in a heavy mood, pulled up the blanket on his face, turned his back to He Chen, "I'm tired."

He Chen observed her changes in detail and did not delve into it when he perceives her changes.

Sitting quietly on the edge of the bed and smoking a cigarette, I brushed the soot from my trousers when I got up, "Come to see me next door after jet lag. I didn't ask you to do anything. I'm ashamed to say tired."

Yin Mo covered his face and pretended to sleep.

He Chen turned and left, looked back at her ankles before going out, and then pursed his lips and walked out of the guest room.

……

The restaurant, lunch is ready.

Li Qiao looked down and leaned against the back of the chair, not knowing what she was thinking.

Shang Yu was standing near Liulitai preparing nutrients for pregnant women, while Jin Rong watched eagerly.

From time to time, several questions pop up: "What is this? What is that? What's the use of eating? Is there any more at home? What brand?"

He Chen walked into the restaurant and sat next to Li Qiao. Seeing that she had been bowing her head and not speaking, he thought she was upset about Yin Mo.

As a result, he followed Li Qiao’s gaze and saw her holding her mobile phone down and playing games...