Chapter 892

Chapter 892

Li Qiao did not refuse, looked at He Chen and bent her lips, walked to the door of the guest room, and reminded in a low voice, "Brother Chen, she is hurt."

"Don't worry." He Chen looked at Yin Mo with a half-smile, "I don't hit women."

Li Qiao glanced at him, turned and left.

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

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

When she was nervous, Yin Mo wanted to grab something to protect herself, but there was nothing at hand, so she could only grab the bed sheet to try to calm herself down, "Why are you locking the door?"

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

Yin Mo regretted that he was outspoken. If he knew earlier, he shouldn't have complained about him behind his back.

He Chen is too promiscuous, every time he is in the same room with him, Yin Mo instinctively frightens and trembles.

At this time, He Chen walked lazily to the end of the bed and sat down, looking down at her ankles with a deep expression on his face.

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

He Chen's eyes were too aggressive, even if he didn't do anything, it still made people feel nervous.

"Be patient, right?"

He Chen picked up the blanket with two fingers and raised it, revealing her ankle and that white foot again.

Yin Mo frowned, just as he reached out to grab the blanket back, his warm fingertips suddenly touched her instep, "I haven't seen you for a while, I've learned to complain."

"I'm just... telling the truth." Yin Mo didn't move, only feeling that the skin touched by He Chen was getting hotter and hotter.

He Chen raised his eyebrows in displeasure, "The truth is, aren't you stupid?"

Yin Mo pursed her lips and said nothing, she could only stare at his movements with alert eyes.

Anyway, no matter what she said, He Chen could always refute with eloquence.

Talking too much is useless and will only increase troubles.

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

He Chen raised his eyelids, raised the corners of his lips evilly, and pinched her cheek with his hand, "You dare to set me up, are you afraid that I will hit you?"

Yin Mo's left cheek was pinched, and the soft feel made He Chen pinch and pinch adoringly, "I'm not afraid."

The moment the words fell, Yin Mo's heart suddenly rang out, "I'm not..."

The rest of the words were blocked by He Chen.

Not with your mouth, but with your hands.

Pressing Yin Mo's lips with his thumb, his handsome cheeks became more and more frivolous, "Don't explain, why don't you tell me how you plan to compensate me."

Yin Mo: "???"

"compensate you?"

The corner of He Chen's mouth softened a bit, "You don't want to make up for it?"

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

The last few words were blocked by He Chen again.

This time, with your mouth.

He Chen quickly grabbed the back of Yin Mo's neck, leaned forward, and grabbed her lips directly.

He'd wanted to do that the first time he'd seen her from the lawn.

This woman doesn't know how to be interesting unless she teaches her a lesson.

Yin Mo has already seen how superb He Chen's kissing skills are. Even if she struggled and pushed, she still couldn't shake him at all.

The disparity in strength between men and women and Yin Mo's inconvenient movement, a kiss gradually changed its taste in the heated bedside.

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

And He Chen was very devoted to kissing.

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

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

A beauty is also lively and fragrant when she is angry.

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

He looked away, took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, lit one with his lips pressed together, and blew on Yin Mo's face, "You're right, you have the capital to make me shameless."

Yin Mo: "..."

He Chen wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, "What were you talking about with your siblings just now?"

"Didn't you hear?" Yin Mo glanced at him and asked mockingly.

He Chen smoked a cigarette, narrowed his eyes comfortably, "Which sentence?"

Yin Mo lowered his eyelids, feeling powerless again in his heart.

Even when facing Xiao Yehui, she had never been so at a loss.

However, He Chen can make her speechless and helpless every time.

Can you have the same knowledge as a rogue? !

Yin Mo's expression was dull, and he expounded a few words without any fluctuations in his tone.

At this time, He Chen's eyes were deep, and Yin Mo's incomprehensible emotions were hidden in his eyes, "It's indeed a good choice not to go back."

Yin Mo's heart tightened, and he retorted, "I have to answer, I..."

"You go now if you have the ability." He Chen glanced at her ankle, sneered and flicked off the gauze, "If you dare to go down to the ground, your other leg will be broken as well."

Yin Mo did not know how many times he was speechless.

As long as he can leave, who will stay here and let this shameless guy take advantage of him?

Seeing this, He Chen smiled, the sunlight outside the window was reflected in his eyes, dazzling and eye-catching.

He stretched out his hand to pinch Yin Mo's face again, leaned over and bit the tip of her nose, "Don't play dead, let me recuperate well in Nanyang."

Yin Mo dodged in a trance for a while, feeling mixed feelings in his heart, which he couldn't describe.

Sometimes she feels like He Chen's plaything, but occasionally he will show domineering power.

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

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

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

Yin Mo's mood was heavy, he pulled up the blanket to cover his face, turned his back to He Chen, "I'm tired."

He Chen observed the subtleties and sensed her changes, but didn't delve into it.

Sitting quietly on the edge of the bed and smoking a cigarette, he brushed the ash off his trousers when he got up, "Come to the next door to find me after jet lag. I didn't ask you to contribute, so I'm ashamed to say I'm tired."

Yin Mo covered her face and pretended to be asleep.

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

...

Restaurant, lunch is ready.

Li Qiao leaned against the back of the chair with downcast eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

Shang Yu stood near the glazed platform preparing nutrients for her pregnant women, while Jin Rong stood by and watched eagerly.

From time to time, a few questions popped up: "What is this? What is that? What's the use of eating it? Do you still have it at home? What brand is it?"

He Chen walked into the restaurant and sat directly beside Li Qiao. Seeing her keeping her head down and not speaking, he thought she was worried about Yin Mo.

As a result, he followed Li Qiao's line of sight, and saw her holding her phone with her head down, playing a game...