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Mo slipped off Su Liubai's body as expected.
He wouldn¡¯t bite Su Liubai¡¯s wrist, but he couldn¡¯t stay on him for a long time either.
It was so close that Mo Ruqi felt at a loss.
Mo went to see the wardrobe as scheduled. He only wore Su Liubai's shirt, which was still not enough.
"You wait." Su Liubai took the initiative to find underwear for him without waiting.
Mo took it as expected and hesitated for a while.
Su Liubai didn't look like he was avoiding it. His eyes fell on him calmly. As expected, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and put it on quickly. Then I heard Su Liubai say, "The size is much larger than yours, so I'll make do with it first."
Mo¡¯s movements as expected were just stiff, and his whole body felt bad.
Su Liubai also reacted and couldn't help laughing. He picked up Mo Ruzhi and threw him on the bed. Don't be surprised and kick your feet away.
"How am I younger than you?"
"No. It's very big."
Su Liubai smiled, then grabbed Mo Ruqi's ankle and kissed it.
It¡¯s just that this foot is too beautiful. Last night, it was tight because of too much exertion. It was also too deeply impressed, so Su Liubai¡¯s kisses turned into licking.
Mo Ruqi cursed the pervert in his heart, struggled a few times, and did not dare to move anymore.
He knew that if this kind of resistance did not work immediately, it would be counterproductive. After enduring it for a while, he said, "Who said you are good at cooking and want to cook for me?"
It¡¯s just that his voice, trying to calm himself, still sounds like a soft chant, with some vibrato.
When Su Liubai let go of his ankle, Mo Rubai's neck was feeling hot as expected. And last night, it was obviously him who took the initiative.
"I'm going to take a shower first." Mo Ruzhi said, his whole body was sticky and very uncomfortable. And there are also some psychological shadows.
"Can you do it by yourself?" Su Liubai looked at Mo Ruzhi and stood up, going to hug him.
Mo¡¯s unrelaxed behavior last night kept puzzling him, reminding him of that fateful morning when the other party¡¯s excessive tension caused bleeding.
Don¡¯t ignore Su Liubai as expected and use your actual actions to prove that you can do it. I just entered the bathroom and squatted on the floor for a long time without getting up. The pain expanded from the lower body to the brain.
Before they started washing, Su Liubai knocked on the door again. Mo Ruzhi felt disgusted in his heart, so he went over to open a crack in the door. Su Liubai handed a tube of plaster in, "If you don't want to apply the medicine, come out and I'll give it to you." Come on."
Mo Mo grabbed it with his hands as expected.
When he came out of the bathroom, Su Liubai had already made breakfast. Because the kitchen is open, Moe had to sit on the bar and watch the man in the kitchen.
But before he sat down, Su Liubai stopped, brought him a cotton cushion, placed it on a solid wood chair, and then went back to cooking.
Mo Rubai originally thought that Su Liubai would give him toast slices and hot cartons of milk. Unexpectedly, he was making egg pancakes in a small pan.
"Do you know what the key to egg pancakes is?" Su Liubai scooped a spoonful of batter mixed with eggs and flour into the pan.
"What is it?" Mo asked cooperatively as expected. He sat softly on the bar and stared at Su Liubai's profile.
Although Su Liubai was still wearing a shirt, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. But he wore a black apron around his waist.
Mo Ru couldn¡¯t help but smile as expected.
This contrast quite surprised him and made him feel fresh.
However, Mo Ruzhi has to admit that the man in the kitchen is handsome and sexy.
And because she wore an apron around her waist, Su Liubai's beautiful buttocks were highlighted even more.
"The key is water. When mixing flour, if you add too little water, the fried egg cake will be too hard. If there is too much water, the flour will be loose and easy to break."
Mo Ru nodded with emotion, it seems to be based on experience.
"Do you usually cook by yourself?" Mo Ruqi couldn't help but ask.
"Nowadays, we have a lot of social activities. When I was studying abroad, I used to do it a lot." Su Liubai said.
Even though he didn't look back, Su Liubai knew that Mo Ruzhi must be looking at him.
This kind of gaze not only made him feel a kind of palpitating happiness, but also a sense of belonging that he had never seen before.
And for many years, he seemed to be drifting away.
Su Liubai weighed the pot, and the golden egg cake flipped over in the air and fell steadily again.
? ?Spicy people dare not look at Mo Ruzhi.
Mo Zunzhi acted as if nothing had happened, but in fact he did not dare to raise his head. He was wearing Su Liubai's clothes inside and out. Some are big and some are loose. So, as soon as I got back, I went upstairs without turning around.
On the third day, Mo arrived at the branch on the 12th floor as scheduled. As soon as we entered, the store clerks inside were all smiling. I can't help but admire the quality of the industry here.
He walked around and finally found Bai Zai¡¯s logo pendant in front of a counter. Not expensive, a few thousand dollars.
"Wrap it up for me." Mo took out the card as expected.
It¡¯s not a black card, but the limit is already very large.
At this time, he saw Su Chao.
It¡¯s no surprise that Mo did it as expected. He came here to find him in the first place.
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