Chapter 45 A gentle kiss fell on...

Xie Daoxuan couldn't hide his embarrassment. He smiled uneasily and gestured with the rope in his hand, "I said I came to measure your size. Do you believe me?"

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Mo Qizong's forehead, and he hunched his body to relieve the discomfort.

After a moment, he gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, "I don't believe you, you idiot. Get off me."

Xie Daoxuan fell off him in embarrassment. Seeing that Mo Qizong had a frown on his face and looked in pain, he realized that he had almost made a big mistake.

Just now she thought Mo Qizong had hidden a hidden weapon in his pants and wanted to take the opportunity to destroy it, but she pulled hard and it didn't move. Then she realized that this was not a hidden weapon. Could it be that this was Mo Qizong's...

But last time, in the bathroom, she had clearly seen it, and it wasn't this big, nor was it this thick or hard! What went wrong?

Seeing Mo Qizong's handsome face twisted in pain, Xie Daoxuan felt guilty and short of breath, and kept apologizing, "Hold my hand, I really didn't know that was your lifeblood! If I had known, I wouldn't have done it!"

After the deadly pain passed, Mo Qizong recovered a little. He stared at Xie Daoxuan and replied, "Don't know? Why are you pretending to be innocent here? Didn't you see it last time?"

ah!

With just one sentence, Xie Daoxuan had nowhere to hide.

God knows! It wasn't like this last time!

"What on earth are you doing here?"

Mo Qizong's expression returned to normal and he immediately pressed the issue.

Could it be that he is greedy for his body and wants to launch a sneak attack on him again?

"I told you but you don't believe it!"

At this time, Xie Daoxuan was leaning against his legs, sitting there lazily.

Mo Qizong's eyes were clear, and he understood clearly, "You are not trying to take advantage of my body and attack me in the middle of the night!"

Xie Daoxuan cried out in injustice, "I really came here to measure your size! I want to sew you a pair of underwear!"

Xie Daoxuan raised the rope in his hands with both hands to prove his innocence.

The movement was too big, the collar of her pajamas was loose, and the spring scenery underneath was faintly visible.

Mo Qizong sneered and inadvertently glanced at her roundness wrapped in black underwear, half of which was exposed outside, with a red mole, and her fair skin wrapped in black lace, white and smooth.

Damn it, she actually wore that sexy lingerie.

Mo Qizong's eyes were dark, his breathing stagnated, his mouth was dry, and he forgot to ask questions.

The air seemed to freeze, and Xie Daoxuan didn't hear Mo Qizon's voice for a long time.

Looking up, I saw the moonlight slanting down and projecting onto the maple floor of the bedroom.

In the gentle moonlight, Mo Qizong stared at himself with his dark eyes, and his breathing became increasingly heavy.

In the silent night, there was only the breathing and amplified heartbeats of two people.

The man's hot breath was getting closer and closer, his handsome face was within reach, and a unique fragrance from his body penetrated into the nostrils, refreshing and full of bewitching meaning.

Xie Daoxuan blinked his starry eyes and wanted to step back, but he moved his body slightly and was caught by Mo Qizong's big hand. Xie Daoxuan fell into his arms in an instant and fell into his black eyes.

Mo Qizon's embrace was large and warm, and Xie Daoxuan snuggled in it, unable to move.

This posture and this touch suddenly reminded her that she had once fallen into a large and warm embrace like this. The man had deep eyes and looked at her with deep affection.

Time and space intertwined, Xie Daoxuan was in a trance, and asked softly, "A Diao?"

Just as Mo Qizong's passionate kiss was about to fall, he heard Xie Daoxuan's gentle voice, calling softly A Diao.

It was like a bucket of cold water poured over his head. Mo Qizong had no time to brake and could only turn his head away. An extremely hot kiss was imprinted on his shoulder...

Shoulder:…

Who is A Diao?

Mo Qizong turned his head and saw Xie Daoxuan in a trance, with a deep affection on his face that he had never seen before.

"A Diao?"

Xie Daoxuan asked again in a hoarse voice.

Ah Diao?

Could this be the person she loves?

Mo Qizong's eyes were complicated and he felt mixed emotions.

"Open your eyes and take a good look. Who is the person in front of you?"

Mo Qizong spoke in a deep voice, without a trace of warmth in his words.

Xie Daoxuan pulled himself out of his memories and saw clearly that the person hugging him was Mo Qizong. Although he had a pair of eyes very similar to that man, he was not that man.

Unable to hide his disappointment, Xie Daoxuan struggled to stand up and straighten his clothes.

Mo Qizong did not miss any of her subtle expressions. Seeing her go from great surprise to loss, Mo Qizong's heart ached as if it was being cut by a blunt knife.

Looking at her lonely back, Mo Qizong asked coldly, "Who is A Diao?"

There was a long silence, so long that Mo Qizong thought Xie Daoxuan would not answer.

"A Diao is A Sang!"

Mo Qizong , " Who is Asan?"

Xie Daoxuan , " Ah Sang is Ah Diao!"

Mo Qizong , " …"

Xie Daoxuan finished speaking in a low voice, with an infinite sadness in her words. She turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

Mo Qizong had never seen the heartless Xie Daoxuan so distraught!

Ah Diao?

Is it her first love? Is it the person she likes?

Mo Qizong behind her covered his chest tightly, knowing that she had someone she really loved and would not bother him anymore!

Shouldn't he be happy, but he felt a dull pain in his chest. Why?