marry a lunatic

Chapter 16

His face darkened in an instant, and he pulled his hand suddenly, causing Yin Nuo to scream out in pain: "No, I know I was wrong... Pain, let go..."

Shen Mochi smiled slightly, very satisfied, hugged him to wash off the bubbles, and threw a bath towel to him, "Wipe it off, and go to bed with me!"

Yin Nuo scolded him a thousand times in his heart, suppressed his anger and wiped him hastily twice, then wrapped himself in a towel and followed him out of the bathroom.

Shen Mochi sat by the bed and wiped his hair. Seeing Yin Nuo standing in a daze at the bathroom door, he put down the towel and patted the bed next to him: "Come here."

Yin Nuo didn't want to go there, and pointed to the imperial concubine's couch beside him, "I, I'll just sleep there."

Shen Mochi held his temper: "I'll say it!"

Yin Nuo reluctantly moved over, Shen Mochi pulled him into his arms, grabbed the used towel and wiped the head of the man in his arms.

The movements are not gentle at all, clumsy and rough.

"You... What are you doing? That is the towel you used!" Yin Nuo felt that his scalp was about to be rubbed off by him, and he stretched out his hands to push him, trying to escape from the cold embrace.

"Don't move, I didn't wipe that thing, what are you afraid of? Besides, haven't you been used by me too?"

Since Yin Nuo couldn't speak, he could only obediently lean on his muscular arm.

Shen Mochi gently curled his upper lip, "Hey, as long as you are obedient, I will treat you well."

The devil wants you to treat me well, pervert, the man is still putting so many dolls on the bedside!Must be sick!

Yin Nuo hummed, not daring to refute.

Shen Mochi had already dried his soft and slightly curly hair, turned off the headlights, and left only a dim wall lamp, wrapped himself up in bed, and said solemnly: "Sleep."

Yin Nuo was wrapped in a bath towel around his waist, his back was icy cold, he couldn't help tensing his body, and muttered: "Wrap, sleep wrapped in a bath towel, it's very uncomfortable..."

"eventful!"

Shen Mochi tore off the towel around his waist at once, and threw out the quilt.

This time, Yin Nuo's whole body was wrapped in the cool and refreshing temperature, and his pupils trembled, "Well, I, I mean, you at least give me a pair of underpants..."

"What are you afraid of? I won't touch you!"

Even though he said so, the warm smoothness still touched the cold hardness, and he felt strange, "This, this is not good..."

"Shut up, I'll put it in when I'm talking!"

The man's voice was slightly harsh, but with a bit of wickedness, Yin Nuo didn't dare to act rashly, so he stiffened his body and shut up obediently.

But where can I sleep, a pair of eyes infected by nervousness are rolling around, seeing a family painting on the wall, and simply leaning on the weak wall lamp, looking up.

It is a big family, both men and women are quite handsome, with shallow smiles, and gorgeous costumes, a bit like the costumes of medieval nobles, with a white-haired old man in the middle, wearing a delicate crown, holding two One of the little boys, who resembled Shen Mochi, was holding a plush doll in his hand.

Shen Mochi noticed that he was not asleep and was still looking at his family portrait, and asked quietly, "Do you see who I am?"

Yin Nuo remained silent.

Shen Mochi was annoyed, turned over and pressed on him, pinched the man's jaw, "What do I want to ask you?"

"You told me to shut up again just now..."

The slender eyelashes drooped, and Yin Nuo concealed the slight anger in his eyes.

Shen Mochi leaned closer to him, perhaps it was the fragrance of body wash, the air was warmed by the soft and hot breath of the person below him, it was as if everything in the crisp forest revived and a hundred flowers blossomed, it was refreshing.

The man couldn't help but draw the corners of his lips: "Are you afraid that I will fuck you?"

Don't be afraid!

"I'm going to sleep."

Yu Jie's fingertips curled up slightly, Yin Nuo tried to pull the quilt to cover herself.

Seeing his eyes dodging and his cheeks flushed, Shen Mochi leaned closer, almost touching his thin and soft lips, the cold breath and warmth accompanied by a light fragrance lingered.

The man asked with a wicked smile, "You... like me?"

"how is this possible!"

The glazed pupils suddenly expanded, and Yin Nuo stared at him in shock.

"Then why are you blushing? I heard that your heartbeat is speeding up!" He completely pressed on his body, and his slightly rough fingertips rested on the half-exposed delicate collarbone.

Megalomaniac!

Yin Nuo couldn't help cursing in his heart, resisting the urge to slap him, and explained: "Anyone who sleeps next to me like this will blush, okay?"

"Anyone? How many people have you slept with like this?"

"I……"

How can I sleep with someone else?

Yin Nuo is very angry, what does he mean? "Let me go if you don't let me sleep, I can't stand people like you!"

"Are you trying to be louder than me?"

"I do not have!"

"No best! Even if you don't tell me, I can still find out! Also, don't talk to me in this tone in the future! Besides, you'd better not bring up the matter of letting you go!"

The man finished speaking ferociously, bit his soft thin lips viciously, and the softness and sweetness overflowed between his lips and teeth in an instant. He didn't dare to continue kissing, fearing that he would not be able to control his own fire, so he pulled the quilt and turned it aside. He said coldly: "Sleep!"

Yin Nuo didn't dare to take a breath, rubbed his painfully bitten lips vigorously, and nestled under the quilt.

Close your eyes and count lazy sheep, counting and counting, you will become a fried pervert, stir-fried pervert, soy sauce pervert...

He also felt in a good mood, so he fell into a deep sleep.

The moonlight slanted to the west, rubbing the red manjusawa all over the garden lightly, disturbing that dream again.

One night the moon was bright, and the next day the sun shone brightly, washing through the blue sky.

Yin Nuo woke up hungry.

He opened his eyes slightly, and was surprised to find that he was biting the protruding grain of the man's muscle line, and spit it out in fright.

I vaguely remembered that in the dream, the red manjusawa bloomed, and Shen Mochi stood among the flowers, holding a crystal clear and attractive grape in his hand, looking at him with a half-smile.He was so hungry that he pounced on it without even thinking about it. His mouth was cold and soft, but he couldn't bite down.

Emotions are what bit his flesh!

There was a blushing and heartbeat for no reason, and she couldn't help but stare at the sleeping man.