Concubine Ye noticed that he was no longer moving his hand, turned his head slightly, and the lips of the two brushed in an instant, Concubine Ye was stunned, and then neither of them moved, and the two thin lips were so quietly attached together.

Su Mohan's heart was beating faster and faster, staring at the red little mouth, he felt that his throat was starting to dry, such an unintentional touch, tickling his heart, and even moving with the Adam's apple a few times.

Concubine Ye's eyes widened, and she stared at Su Mohan without blinking, as if she was afraid of disturbing the quietness.

"Close your eyes." Su Mohan said softly.

Concubine Ye closed her eyes obediently, and her eyelashes couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Su Mohan gently flattened Concubine Ye, letting her long hair scatter on the sofa, he carefully leaned over and gave a kiss on her lips as if he were treating a peerless treasure, and then slowly lowered his eyes and became focused.

When the world in front of us becomes pitch black, only each other's breath and body temperature are left, and all senses become sharpened.

Concubine Ye involuntarily stretched out her arms and hugged his waist, Su Mohan interspersed her hair with one hand, kissing her lovelessly, and the other hand naturally caressed her waist.

Her lips were soft, tender, with a hint of sweetness, even though he had tasted it countless times, but he still indulged in this delicacy, unable to extricate himself.

Su Mohan's movements were very light, pry open her lips little by little, and her soft tongue began to chase her little tongue, Concubine Ye felt his gentleness, and responded a little shyly, her cheeks were flushed, almost dripping, better than the delicate flowers in the room.

The sunlight outside the window penetrated the flower room, enveloping the two of them, with a warm smell, and the large roses curled up their petals and hid behind the leaves.

When Concubine Ye woke up, her arms were a little sore, and Su Mohan slept beside her, and the two of them were busy and slept on this small sofa for an afternoon.

Concubine Ye secretly kissed his chin, reached out and touched his stubble, she felt that she had never liked a man like this, if she had to ask her how much she liked it, she could only say very vulgarly: Give her a mountain of gold and don't change it.

The next morning, Concubine Ye sat at the round table in the flower room and read a book, Su Mohan sat opposite her to deal with business, and when she encountered something she didn't understand, Concubine Ye usually asked him directly, and with this pervert by her side, Concubine Ye's studies could be called advancing by leaps and bounds, as if she had made rapid progress.

This kind of progress even made Concubine Ye's mood better, but the more she learned, the more she found out how bad her foundation was and how much she lacked, so the pressure gradually increased, and she worked harder and harder.

After finishing the last homework left by Su Mohan, Concubine Ye pushed the notebook in front of Su Mohan and said, "I'm done." ”

Su Mohan put down the documents in his hand, took Concubine Ye's homework book and checked it, obviously this has become a habit these days.

Her handwriting is neat and neat, and although she doesn't have any penmanship, it's comfortable to look at.

Concubine Ye looked at the man who was focusing with her head down, opened her mouth and closed it, and finally hesitated for a moment before she spoke: "Su Mohan, I plan to move back to the Ye family." ”

"Hmm." Su Mohan's hand holding the pen froze slightly, his expression was as usual, and he just responded lightly.