Leng Shao's second-married private pet

Miss Lin was still in the young master's arms, but Mother Zhou couldn't tell whether it was Miss Lin or the original Young Madam?
"Come again, let me see if you change into another one!"

Lin Yutong waved her arms unconsciously, still immersed in the restaurant.

Leng Mohan frowned, held her tightly in his arms, and went up to the second floor.

Zhou's mother was a little puzzled, this Miss Lin was really unusual.

Their young master has never been a person who shows his emotions. He doesn't like a person, even if he kills that person, he won't show any displeasure.

But today...

Mother Zhou realized that she couldn't figure it out either, so she turned around and continued with her work.

On the bed in the room on the second floor, Lin Yutong rolled around on the big bed, feeling extremely comfortable, as if all the restraints had been released.

In the blink of an eye, the originally neat silk quilt became a mess, like a bird's nest.

The veins on Leng Mohan's body were throbbing, and he almost gritted his teeth: "Lin Wangqing!"

Lin Yutong couldn't hear his words at all, buried her head in the quilt, and twisted and twisted on the bed like this.

"Come down for me!" Leng Mohan couldn't help stretching out his hand to pull her: "Can you take a bath first!"

Lin Yutong looked at the man in front of him with drunken eyes, waving his hands wildly: "Don't touch me...I want to sleep..."

While waving, there was a crisp "pa", and Leng Mohan was slapped.

All of a sudden, his face was completely dark, and he carried the woman on the bed onto his shoulders forcefully, holding her hips tightly with his arms, and his ambiguous breath was about to come out.

Lin Yutong was turned upside down, only to feel dizzy in his head and uncomfortable in his chest.

"Don't touch me... Ah... It's so uncomfortable..." Lin Yutong twisted her body in protest.

Leng Mohan's face darkened a long time ago, completely ignoring her protest, and directly wanted to carry her to the bathroom.

Lin Yutong finally couldn't bear it anymore, and opened his mouth "wow".

Leng Mohan only felt that his back was hot, and that wet feeling reminded him of what Lin Yutong had done!
His face was completely darkened, that handsome face was too collapsed to be described in words, and the last forbearance and patience in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

"Lin Wangqing!" Leng Mohan was annoyed.

Throw people directly into the bathtub, regardless of whether the water in the bathtub is cold or hot.

Lin Yutong was caught off guard, fell into the bathtub and immediately choked on a few mouthfuls of bath water.

The instinct to survive made her scramble, and she seemed to have regained her sanity.

She looked at the expressionless man in front of her, who was as dark as the bottom of a pot, with a stormy aura on his face, as if a storm would blow up at any moment.

Lin Yutong just looked at him with some doubts, and then seemed to suddenly realize what happened, and couldn't help laughing.

Leng Mohan was really in a mess, his whole body was soaked, his hair was tightly attached to his scalp, his clothes were all messed up, and there were some dirty things on them.

It was the first time for her to see such a embarrassed Leng Mohan, it was really interesting!
Leng Mohan looked at the woman lying in the bathtub, her clothes were all soaked, and they were tightly attached to her body, her annoyed eyes suddenly seemed to be lit up.

He strode forward, fished out the woman in the bathtub, and hugged her tightly in his arms:
"It seems... Wangqing is very happy tonight..."

"What are you going to do..." Lin Yutong's originally bright red face turned even redder.

She leaned tightly on his strong chest, her curves were firmly pressed against his body, and an ambiguous breath wafted through the entire bathroom.

"Guess..." As soon as Leng Mohan finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her.

That kiss left her no room to stay, and she tasted her lips carefully, very domineering.

"Hmm..." Lin Yutong just felt that he couldn't think in his mind, and even breathing became difficult.

She subconsciously grabbed his neck, and he felt the initiative of the person in his arms, and a surge of joy surged in his heart.

His slender fingers ran along her back, caressing her delicately.

The fiery kiss slowly moved to her face, chin, neck...

His kisses fell on her body like raindrops, one after another.

Suddenly, Lin Yutong felt that the person on her body seemed to be gradually moving away from her. She firmly grasped the man's clothes and held him back with some shamelessness.

Leng Mohan couldn't help laughing lowly.

Lin Yutong's face turned red all of a sudden, probably because alcohol flooded her brain, but she was not too shy, instead, she became cowardly when drunk.

Isn't it just a man?It's not that I haven't slept, so why be embarrassed!
She raised her eyebrows provocatively, closed her eyes and kissed the man's beautiful thin lips.

Cold and hot blood surged all over his body, and his eyes almost burst into flames.

"Lin Wangqing, this is what you want!"

The hands that were originally placed aside suddenly lifted up, turned over Lin Yutong's body, and kissed all the way down.

Lin Yutong tensed her body, like a piece of delicious cake, you can ask for it.

The kiss suddenly stopped.

Lin Yutong lowered her head in a daze, looking at the man squatting in front of her.

"Is this the scar you left when you gave birth?" Leng Mohan's voice was slightly hoarse.

Lin Yutong felt that the voice seemed to come from a far away place, with a bit of ethereal.

She stood there blankly, and many memories flooded into her brain at once, as if they tied her up directly, making her unable to struggle.

A strange feeling came from the scar on her lower abdomen, along the nerves and blood vessels, to her brain.

Leng Mohan kissed her scar, and his soft lips leaned against the ugly scar, as if caring for the most precious treasure in the world.

The scar was extremely ugly, like a long centipede lying on her lower abdomen, reminding her all the time that the poor child was no longer alive.

There were tears in Lin Yutong's eyes, and the tears covered the expression in her eyes, making it hard to see what she was thinking.

"Yes..." This answer, like a sigh, was uttered softly by her.

Leng Mohan suddenly became a little angry. The picture of the birth at that time flashed through his mind. He really wanted to catch something, but he didn't catch anything.

He had a hope in his heart, and he couldn't explain it clearly. With a dirty look, he really hoped that it would be true.

"Oh!"

The door was slammed shut, showing the anger in his heart.

Lin Yutong looked at the empty bathroom, she was the only one left here, standing there in a daze, with a very inconsistent smile on her face.

It turns out that Leng Mohan also has a heartache?
Or was it just because of this ugly scar that he lost interest?