Outright Favoritism Chapter 1103: : He Chen is not an illegitimate child

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The next day, at eight o'clock, Yin Mo woke up naturally when he fell asleep.

She kicked the quilt off her body, looked at the ceiling with sleepy eyes, and did not recover for a while.

This is not North City One.

Yin Mo suddenly sat up from the bed, looked intently, and let out a surprise.

Why did she sleep in the master bedroom of Ziyun Mansion?

Yin Mo lowered his head again, and found that he was wearing a pure black shirt with no inch strands under the shirt.

There is no one beside the bed, and it is slightly cool to the touch.

Yin Mo sat quietly for a while, opened the quilt and prepared to go to the cloakroom to change clothes.

Then the door opened.

Yin Mo stood motionless by the bed, subconsciously pinching his legs.

He Chen was looking at the phone, raised his eyes and glanced up, his eyes froze.

The man stared at Yin Mo's long, straight white legs with very aggressive eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled several times unconsciously.

The shirt on the woman's body is very loose, with a few strands of mischievous hair blocking her chest, half-covered and half-concealed, which perfectly interprets the words of amorous feelings.

He Chen slammed the door back and approached Yin Mo with a calm pace.

As the man approaches, the air seems to be contaminated with the smell of hormones.

There is nothing in her shirt...

Yin Mo clearly flashed this cognition in her mind, and wanted to get back into the quilt, but she didn't dare to move.

Because the hem of the shirt is not long enough, it will run out if the movement is too large.

The atmosphere in the master bedroom was inexplicably hot. Yin Mo's legs were pressed against the bedside and retreated irretrievably. Perhaps to ease the embarrassment, she had nothing to say, and said: "Did you change the clothes for me?"

He Chen put his hand in the bag and raised the corners of his lips with a wicked smile, "Otherwise? Who would Captain Yin want to change for you?"

He returned to his previous cynical appearance, Yin Mo glanced at him, "I'll just ask."

In a blink of an eye, the man is close at hand.

Yin Mo held his breath, hot all over, rubbing his knees against each other twice, "I, I'm going... well."

The voice was still on his lips, and He Chen had already encircled her waist, bullying herself up.

The next second, the two fell into the soft bed.

He Chen kissed fiercely, no matter how gentle he was usually, his kiss was still full of domineering and powerful that made Yin Mo tremble.

The man's hands were traversing her body dishonestly, and the thin shirt was useless.

After a while, the man's hand came under the woman's abdomen.

Yin Mo opened her eyes abruptly, her pupils tightened, and the rare strange feeling made her subconsciously close her knees, "He Chen, don't you...uh..."

This is the first time, surpassing all previous intimate behaviors.

Women are panting, men are laughing...

Yin Mo pushed him with flushed cheeks, while He Chen buried his head in her ear, laughing and teasing: "Captain Yin, so sensitive?"

"Boom boom boom——"

There was an untimely knock on the door of the room.

Yin Mo became more nervous, "Get up quickly."

He Chen sucked at the corner of her mouth, and whispered in her ear: "Relax, you can't get your hands out."

He didn't actually do anything, he just stayed on the edge and teased Yin Mo.

The words that are said make people think.

Yin Mo stared at him with a sullen look, "If you talk nonsense, I will tell auntie."

The arc of laughter on He Chen's lips widened, and his fingers moved twice, "Shall I open the door for you and invite her in?"

"You!"

Yin Mo has always lost to He Chen's mouth work, but with his movements, his cheeks become redder and red, waves of strange experiences ferment in his body.

When he saw this, He Chen withdrew his hand, pulled Yin Mo up from the bed, and motioned her to change clothes.

Yin Mo's legs were so weak that he had just walked two steps against the hem of his shirt, and the man rubbed it over again and said something in her ear.

Yin Mo's first reaction was to raise his hand to beat him, "Rogue."

He Chen intercepted her small fist from the shoulder and kissed him twice, "Well, I'll be a gangster to you."

Yin Mo was ashamed and angry, but couldn't cure him.

He Chen took the opportunity to hug her waist. After a long time, he said in a dumb voice, "Go wash, and I will show you to your mother-in-law."

In the bathroom, Yin Mo was embarrassed by fire.

She was leaning back against the wall, panting, and her eyebrows were full of spring love.

All this is because of the sorrowful words He Chen said to her.

——Baby, you are wet.

……

At half past eight, Yin Mo wore a decent knee-length skirt and came to the living room.

Maybe it was because she had just taken a shower, her face was still flushing, and her long, half-dry hair draped behind her, making her look so beautiful.

The curtains are drawn in the living room, and the chandelier above the head exudes a soft warm light.

On the sofa, Rong Manfang was flipping through the age-old language enlightenment picture book, and he glanced sideways at the sound of footsteps.

She stood up and called with a smile: "Miss Yin."

Probably the warm light always makes people feel warm. In Rong Manfang's eyes, Yin Mo is a beautiful and tender girl.

Yin Mo didn't notice the movement behind obliquely, and hurriedly came to Rong Manfang, holding her arms and said: "Auntie, you can call me Yin Mo."

The two sat down side by side, Rong Manfang looked at her very carefully, and liked it more and more, "Momo, I worked hard for you last night."

"No." Yin Mo picked up the water glass on the table and handed it to her, "How are you feeling?"

Rong Manfang took the water glass and smiled, "It's okay. It's unavoidable that you can't stand the toss when you are old, so you will worry about it."

Yin Mo suppressed the curiosity in his heart, and politely said a few words to her.

Rong Manfang has been isolated from the world for many years, although his voice is gentle but also dumb.

She looked at Yin Mo and tentatively held her hand, "Momo, I know everything about Xiaochen."

"Auntie?"

Rong Manfang lightly patted the back of her hand, and said with a choking face, "He is not the illegitimate son of the He family, he is the elder of the He family. He has a family and can’t go back these years. It's too bitter to be displaced.

Momo, thank you aunt for staying with him. If possible, I hope...you don’t dislike him. He is from a cleaner family than anyone else, and he is the eldest son of He’s family. "

Yin Mo was shocked and unbelievable, "Auntie, you mean..."

Rong Manfang was very emotional. He covered his face with one hand and kept shaking his head and muttered, "Xiaochen is not an illegitimate child, the child she gave birth to is."

They are twins, almost exactly the same from body shape to appearance.

Even parents and relatives, it is difficult to tell who is the sister and who is the sister.

It is said that twins have a strong heart, but Rong Manfang could not have imagined that this kind of heart can also be reflected in their feelings.

Thirty years ago, the name Rong Manli was indeed the wife of He Chen's father, He Huatang, Ming Mei.

At this time, Rong Manfang said in tears: "Originally, my name was Rong Manli, but she took everything from me..."

Her name, her love, her youth, and even her life.