Chapter 1064 Come, It's All Yours

Chapter 1064 Come, It's All Yours

Yin Mo got up and snatched the post-it note. When he saw the handwriting on it, his ears turned red instantly.

——Second Sister, the newly developed ultra-thin particle model, after using it, everyone agrees, use it casually, we can take care of it.

Signed: Xia Laowu.

Yin Mo had never experienced such an embarrassing moment.

She never thought that there were two boxes of condoms hidden in the ointment that Xia Laowu sent her.

Yin Mo kneaded the post-it notes into a ball without embarrassment, and fumbled back to make up for it: "It's not what you think, it's a pellet."

He Chen licked his lips and sat down on the sofa with his waist down. Then... he took out a condom from under the pillow with two fingers and looked at it repeatedly, "Well, the pill developed by Huanxia is quite unique."

"Oh!" Yin Mo exclaimed, snatched the condom, and threw it into the trash can hastily, "Why don't you say anything when you come here."

He Chen leaned lazily on the sofa, raised his brows leisurely, "Did you delay your good work?"

Yin Mo felt uncomfortable, opened the floor-to-ceiling windows to blow some air, frowned and muttered, "Don't talk nonsense."

She didn't know that there was such a thing in the black frosted box, luckily He Chen saw the undead.

Yin Mo was so annoyed, he should have gone back to the bedroom to unpack the boxes if he knew earlier.

At this time, footsteps sounded behind him.

Yin Mo breathed hard, turned around and bumped into He Chen's arms.

The man smells fresh, like body wash and aftershave.

Yin Mo raised his eyes and asked after a while, "Why did you bring your suitcase here? Are you going out?"

He Chen's angzang body stood in front of her eyes, looked down at her red ear tips, reached out and nodded, "You don't want to go to Ziyun Mansion, so I moved here to accompany you."

What's the difference?

Yin Mo thought about it, and there is still a difference.

If she didn't go, he offered to compromise and come to her.

Rather than repeatedly domineering against her wishes.

Yin Mo thought of Li Qiao's words, you don't need to accommodate anyone.

But at this moment, she could read accommodating and conniving from He Chen's behavior, as if there was... attention and intimacy.

She looked at He Chen's undulating chest under the collar, and bit the corner of her mouth, "Will it be too troublesome..."

"I don't mind the trouble." He Chen narrowed his eyes and pinched her face, speaking with a dangerous tone, "You try to push me out?"

The man took the initiative, which was really seductive.

The corners of Yin Mo's mouth couldn't help but rise. She likes He Chen's style, and has an intuitive feeling that she can't do without her.

"I won't kick you out." She smiled lightly, her words were not surprising, "Take off your clothes first."

He Chen immediately responded: "..."

Hold!

Sometimes He Chen felt that Yin Mo was sent by God to torture him.

It doesn't matter if you have a low EQ, but you don't talk through your brain.

There were more than two dozen condoms scattered on the sofa, and she asked him to take off his clothes as soon as she opened her mouth.

Want him to die, right?

He Chen supported the window frame with one hand, turned his head to look elsewhere, and then signaled to his shirt, "Come here."

Hearing the sound, Yin Mo was also unambiguous, and unbuttoned his shirt in two or three strokes, grabbed the corner of the clothes and dragged him to the sofa.

He Chen was very obedient, followed her and sat down quietly, with a posture of letting you choose.

At the end, he asked seriously, "Honey, can you take off your pants?"

Yin Mo squinted at him, then continued to look down for the medicine bottle, "No need for now."

With a wicked smile, He Chen took out a condom and played it around with his fingertips, "Honey, I thought..."

Before the words were finished, Yin Mo could still hear his voice even if his EQ was 29.

Yin Mo picked up a bottle of ointment, looked at He Chen calmly, "Can't you be serious?"

It is natural for a man to be lustful, but he always has no taboos in front of her. Is it because of habit or does he treat everyone like this?

The smile on the corner of He Chen's mouth faded a bit, and with his ankles across his knees, he said intriguingly: "Captain Yin, men are only serious when they are not interested in women, do you want me to be like this?"

Yin Mo thinks this is fallacy!

But she was speechless to refute it, as if it made sense.

Yin Mo pursed her lips, walked to him and sat down, pushed aside the shirt covering his chest, unscrewed the ointment and applied it gently on the scar, "This ointment can remove scars, and it is also a special medicine for trauma, twice a day, you remember paint."

He Chen stared at her, his tone was blunt and crisp, "I can't remember!"

"Then let me remind you."

He Chen: "..."

He laughed angrily, and forced out a few words through the gap between his teeth, "Will you shorten my life if you apply medicine to me every day?"

Yin Mo nodded helplessly, "Then I'll paint it for you."

He Chen glanced at her coldly, "Will Captain Yin be too much trouble?"

"No, I'm idle anyway."

He Chen closed his eyes and slammed the back of his head on the back of the sofa. An EQ of 29 points can really hurt people invisibly.

A few minutes later, Yin Mo wiped his hands with a tissue, looked at the scar on He Chen's chest, and lowered his head to blow on it again.

At such a close distance, she could see his well-proportioned abs, six pack, and two mermaid lines extending under the belt just by lowering her eyes a little.

Nice body.

Yin Mo's eyes flashed, and he naturally stretched out his hand to poke it. He Chen's throat let out an unconscious moan.

The atmosphere was ambiguous and awkward.

He Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at Yin Mo with a calm gentleman expression, "Like abs?"

Yin Mo sat down again, glanced at it from the corner of the eye, and commented objectively: "It's pretty nice."

He Chen's pectoral muscles and abdominal muscles are not as knotted as a bodybuilder's body, they are well-proportioned and full of beauty. Yin Mo thinks that she is just admiring them.

At this time, He Chen pulled the belt off, and teased frivolously, "It seems...Captain Yin has never seen a man's abs before?"

"I've seen it before." Yin Mo said while arranging the medicine bottles, "The third and fourth, before Xiao Yehui broke his hands, he also had them."

He Chen licked his cheeks, with a half-smile, "You are really well-informed!"

Yin Mo thought about it seriously, "There are indeed quite a few. Brother Li San and Brother Li seem to have them too, but I didn't look carefully."

Still fucking want to take a closer look? !

He Chen took a deep breath, "Have you touched it too?

Yin Mo shook his head, "No, it's not suitable."

As soon as the word 'inappropriate' came out, He Chen grasped the point keenly.

This woman loves a man's abs!

He Chen raised his thin lips playfully, then took off his shirt silently.

Yin Mo had just finished packing the medicine bottles, when he turned around and found the man sitting shirtless on the sofa smoking a cigarette.

Without the cover of the shirt, the muscle lines of his upper body were fully exposed.

Yin Mo looked away reluctantly, "Why are you taking off your shirt?"

"Hot!" He Chen had a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, resting his forehead with one hand, "Honey, my back hurts too."

Yin Mo's attention was diverted, she turned sideways, frowned, "Let me see."

He Chen sat up straight and slowly turned his broad shoulders. Yin Mo looked carefully, "Where is it?"

The distance was too close, and all the breathing was on the man's broad back.

He Chen lured him step by step, "to the right, up."

Yin Mo's small head moved a little bit in the direction he said, and then the wrists of both hands were suddenly grabbed by the man and pulled forward, and her whole body was attached to He Chen's back.

In this posture, Yin Mo's chin rested on the man's right shoulder, and He Chen firmly pressed his hands on that abdominal muscle.

He Chen tilted his head and sucked at the corner of her mouth, "Touch whatever you want, it's all yours."

Yin Mo couldn't break free, so he could only maintain this posture, urging him to let go quickly.

He Chen didn't let her go, raised his eyebrows and stared at her reddish face, and warned, "Yin Mo, look at it, touch it, and if you dare to touch others in the future, your hand will be chopped off."

Yin Mo looked at his side face and explained tirelessly, "I have never touched anyone else."

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