Chapter Three Hundred and Eleven [147]

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As soon as the phone was connected, there was no movement from Tang Wan's side. Yang Chen thought the phone was broken, but he heard faint breathing sounds, and knew that it was Tang Wan who didn't know how to speak.

Yang Chen chuckled lightly, "Why, it's testing my hearing, can I hear your breathing?"

Logan finally spoke, "Are you... still angry?"

"Angry? When did you think I got angry?" Yang Chen asked.

"Last time I blamed you wrongly, I... I was too anxious at the time, I only found out what was going on yesterday..." Tang Wan spoke in a very low voice, a little shy, but she was much more docile than her previous strength.

Yang Chen smiled and said: "It's good to know, I'm really not angry."

"Then let me treat you to dinner tomorrow, okay? It happens to be Christmas, so I should make an apology," Tang Wan inquired.

"I have something to do tomorrow, and you are not guilty. I didn't know Tangtang was your daughter before, otherwise I wouldn't be so oolong." Yang Chen said.

Tang Wan still seemed to feel that Yang Chen didn't forgive her, "Do you really hate me, I'm so reckless and I said such nasty things."

"You are not reckless at all. I can understand your psychology as a mother. Besides, that girl is not enough to make people worry. It's just that I'm really troubled these days. I'm going to Japan on a company vacation next week. I think I'd better wait Let's talk about it when we come back for the New Year," Yang Chen said.

Logan was a little disappointed, "Okay, I'll contact you again after the new year. I'll be forty years old after the new year. Do you think I'm too old and don't want to talk to me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think you look like a 40-year-old woman? If there is a gap between us, it should be Tangtang's problem. You are Tangtang's mother. To be honest, if there is something wrong with you What, even though we are all adults, we still feel weird," Yang Chen said matter-of-factly.

"Tangtang should be hard to accept." Tang Wan said with a self-pitying smile, "Fortunately, I didn't really have anything to do with you that night, otherwise I would be ashamed to see Tangtang. I think, use this time to calm yourself down and think about it." What kind of feelings do I have for you, see you after the Chinese New Year."

Tang Wan's generous expression has always made Yang Chen feel helpless and relaxed. This woman will frankly say that she wants to spend the night with you, and at this time she will also frankly say that she hesitated again.

Yang Chen didn't have too many thoughts. Regarding Tang Wan, he couldn't say whether he loved Tang Wan or not. He could only say that he liked making gods, Tang Wan's familiar and beautiful figure, and her temperament. An intimate relationship without responsibility, Yang Chen thought he didn't have the strength to refuse it.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Chen aimed his finger at Mo Qianni's bedroom.

Walking to the door of the bedroom, knocked on the door, "Xiao Qianqian, why do you take a shower in the bedroom?"

Mo Qianni's voice came out after a long time, "I fell asleep!"

Yang Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, how could this be like a wretched uncle's little girl, this little girl opened her eyes very cutely and talked nonsense.

"If you don't open the door, I'll kick the door open, you know I have the strength," Yang Chen said.

"You... you should sleep on the sand," Mo Qianni said anxiously.

"Is this what you should say to your man?" Yang Chen pretended to be angry.

After being silent for a while, Mo Qianni finally opened the door cautiously, holding a big pink pillow in her arms, she looked at Yang Chen with a little fear, "I'm very nervous, can you just sleep and don't do that kind of thing. "

Isn't this about Yang Chen's life? There is a charming woman beside her, who can only be seen but not touched.

"Why are you nervous, didn't you do it in the villa last time?" Yang Chen asked depressedly.

"It hurts so much after the last time, I'll be in pain for the next three days..." Mo Qianni whispered in fear.

Only then did Yang Chen remember that last time he was in the farm, he couldn't hold back, and pressed Mo Qianni twice. It was the first time Mo Qianni did that. The new melon was just broken, and it was raining continuously. There are psychological sequelae left.

Under such circumstances, the more you don't contact, the more you will be afraid in the future. Yang Chen knows that the best way is to let Mo Qianni experience all kinds of fun, but not let her get hurt again, so that the psychological fear can be eliminated.

Yang Chen stepped forward, stretched out his arms and hugged Mo Qianni, "Call for your husband to listen."

Mo Qianni feels the martial arts, the holy king of the universe, the holy king, the king who kills the gods at night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the gods, the gods, the throne, the magic, the world. Moving the universe will kill the gods and seal the throne in the night, seek the devil, proud of the world, the strongest abandoned young man, the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty With a peaceful smell, I shyly called "husband".

"Honey, try again, okay? If you don't feel well, I won't do that again," Yang Chen said softly.

Mo Qianni struggled a little, and finally responded softly.

Yang Chen hugged the soft body in his arms and fell on the soft netg mat, turned off the headlights in the bedroom, leaving only a sleeping lamp with a netg head.

Under the dim light, Mo Qianni was as long as ink, and her face was as beautiful as jade, and she was biting her ruddy thin net.

Yang Chen used gentle movements to slowly push Mo Qianni's tightly hugged arms away, and cast a look that made her believe in him, and then he started to take off the restraints on the woman...

After being tender and lingering, Mo Qianni nestled softly in Yang Chen's arms. She didn't wear any more clothes on her body, but was covered with a thick netg quilt, and the two of them stuck tightly together.

Yang Chen looked down, Mo Qianni was smiling, her eyes were closed, and her curved eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was enjoying herself.

"I won't be afraid in the future." Yang Chen asked.

Mo Qianni mímí replied vaguely, "Every time you do this, don't treat me like the first time."

"I promise to make you comfortable every time." After Yang Chen finished speaking, he thought to himself, as long as he's not afraid, isn't it all controlled by himself?

At the end of the day, Yang Chen also felt a little tired physically and mentally, and fell asleep drowsily with Mo Qianni in his arms, because there was a warm fragrance and soft desire by his side, so Yang Chen slept very sweetly.

In the blink of an eye, overnight.

The sky outside was still gloomy, Yang Chen felt that something was falling on his eyebrows like raindrops.

Yang Chen moved his head, and then opened his eyes. In front of him was Mo Qianni who had already put on her pajamas. Her plain face looked very fresh, and she was looking at herself with a yínyín smile.

Yang Chen yawned, and said with a wry smile: "What's the matter, netg got up so early, I remember today is the weekend."

"One hundred and forty-seven, one hundred and forty-one," Mo Qianni said a little excitedly.

"What's one hundred and forty-seven and one hundred and forty-one?" Yang Chen wiped his eyes and asked.

Mo Qianni looked like an innocent child who had eaten honey, and said happily: "Your left eyebrow has one hundred and forty-seven eyebrows, and the right eyebrow has not been counted. There are a few left, but I counted one hundred and forty-one eyebrows." .”

Yang Chen thought he had heard it wrong, and asked in astonishment and helplessness: "Why are you counting my eyebrows?"

Mo Qianni looked into Yang Chen's eyes obsessively, "I read a book in which a woman loves her man, and even knows exactly how many eyebrows that man has. I can't count them every day, so Of course we must seize the opportunity.”

The smile on Yang Chen's face narrowed, and he stared blankly at the silly woman in front of him, feeling that everything he said seemed so pale at this moment.

"Why do you always make me feel sorry for you, Xiao Qianqian, a real fox should be like you, other women use their bodies to seduce men, but you use your heart to make me have no chance to breathe" , Yang Chen hugged Mo Qianni's body tightly, and said with a smile: "Do you want me to suffocate?"

"It's not that serious." Mo Qianni pursed her lips and smiled, "You wake up, I'll make breakfast."

Mo Qianni said that she was about to start netg, but was pulled back to netbsp by Yang Chen; "Ah, what are you doing?" Mo Qianni's heart trembled, fearing that Yang Chen would want to do that again.

Yang Chen said seriously: "It's not fair, you counted mine, but I haven't counted yours yet, so please stay still and let me count your eyebrows clearly."

Only then did Mo Qianni come to her senses, she was angry and funny, and finally she simply threw herself into Yang Chen's mouth, giggling.