Wrong marriage! The black-bellied uncle wants a legitimate status every day

"knock knock"

Just as Lin Mingmo was pouting and feeling aggrieved, three simultaneous knocks on the door were heard.

"Can I come in please?"

Through the door, Sheng Yuan's voice sounded a little muffled, but also pleasant.

Lin Mingmo looked at the door in a daze, wondering what Sheng Yuan was doing, but she still walked over consciously.

Open the door.

Sheng Yuan's face suddenly appeared and entered Lin Mingmo's eyes, instantly stunning her.

He bent slightly, his face close to hers, his hair scattered across his forehead, half covering his deep brows and eyes, his straight nose, his raised thin lips...

In just a few seconds, Lin Mingmo's eyes swept across Sheng Yuan's face from top to bottom.

I've seen this face countless times, but I still can't get enough of it.

not enough.

Even more desires in the heart were aroused.

"You won't let me in?" Sheng Yuan narrowed his eyes and smiled deeply.

He liked the way Lin Mingmo looked at him, which made him feel that his face was not in vain.

When he was a teenager, Sheng Yuan was really worried about his appearance. Too many people liked his face. Even though he had a bad temper, it couldn't stop many people from flocking to him like moths. He even thought about having a reverse plastic surgery.

But now, Lin Mingmo likes him, and his face also has value.

Lin Mingmo came back to her senses, swallowed her saliva, and took a step aside blankly to make way.

"Come...come in." She stammered, her heart pounding.

When Lin Mingmo thought about what she was going to do later, her palms sweated.

Although they had done this countless times, this time... was different.

As soon as Sheng Yuan's long legs stepped into the room, Lin Mingmo rushed to the door at lightning speed, turned the lock button on the handle, and locked the door.

There was a crisp "click" sound.

Sheng Yuan narrowed his eyes and was about to turn around to see what was going on when Lin Mingmo suddenly grabbed his collar and pushed him against the door.

"Oh!"

His strong back was pressed against the door, and the exquisite and intricate relief on the door hurt his spine. A moment of panic appeared on Sheng Yuan's face.

He subconsciously clenched his fists and wanted to fight back, but suddenly caught a glimpse of Lin Mingmo's watery eyes and flushed face.

She thought...haha, haha.

Sheng Yuan relaxed, his panicked expression instantly turning into a calm smile. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked deliberately, "What happened?"

"me……"

Lin Mingmo had no intention of answering. She only wanted to fulfill the delusion in her mind. She closed her eyes, climbed up Sheng Yuan's clothes with her hands, and slowly stood on tiptoe.

Sheng Yuan's breathing paused slightly.

To be so proactive...

It seems that Lin Mingmo's changes are still beyond his imagination.

Perhaps because she was not good at it, Lin Mingmo's movements were stiff and slow, and she couldn't reach it for a long time.

Sheng Yuan was aroused and nodded helplessly, and their lips finally touched.

wish.

Lin Mingmo took advantage of the situation and hooked her arms around his neck, deepening the light kiss, deeper and deeper...

She put her arms around Sheng Yuan's neck, letting this long and soft kiss melt away the longing that had accumulated over the days.

"Sheng Yuan..." She leaned on Sheng Yuan's shoulder to take a breath and whispered, "I miss you so much... I miss you so much..."

Lin Mingmo once again broke the goal she set for herself, which is quite disappointing.

But as Sheng Yuan said before, it is not shameful to like him and be obsessed with him.

In the past, Lin Mingmo never dared to ask for promises, but now she was confident enough to whisper in Sheng Yuandi's ear, "Promise me that we'll be together forever, okay?"

It's like being coquettish.

Sheng Yuan's heart melted.

Suddenly I feel that there is nothing wrong with being apart from each other these days, except for the unbearable longing.

"Momo." Sheng Yuan responded with a smile, inserting his fingers into her hair and gently kneading it, "I promise you."

"Never leave each other."

Even if she didn't say it, he would do it.

He didn't know how many times he had imagined this scenario these days.

Such a tight hug, such a soft kiss...

The warm winter sun was shining brightly, the room was well heated, and the atmosphere was hot.

All the clothes were taken off and scattered all over the floor.

The two people's breathing mixed together and filled the room messily.

Sweating profusely.

Lin Mingmo couldn’t remember how many times this happened, she only knew that she was very tired in the end and simply fell into a deep sleep.

After all, Sheng Yuan did a good job of taking care of her afterwards, so she never had to worry.

Lin Mingmo was awakened by the sound of fireworks.

She opened her eyes drowsily and turned to look out the window. Clusters of colorful fireworks were blooming, and she seemed to smell some gunpowder smoke.

Glancing down at her body, she saw she was wearing pajamas, covering up all traces of pleasure.

"Xiaomo! Xiaomo!" Mo Zheng shouted outside the door, "Come out and set off the fireworks! Your uncle got a snow machine. There's a layer of snow on the lawn now. We can make a snowman!"

Set off fireworks, build snowmen...

Can the scenes we longed for in childhood finally come true when we grow up?

Lin Mingmo felt a surge of emotion in her heart, and she immediately got out of bed, put on a coat, and walked towards the door.

Seeing her dressed like this, Mo Zheng frowned and pushed her in.

"Are you going to freeze to death wearing so little? Wear more clothes when you get home!"

"It's not like there's heating outside!"

Mo Zheng's attitude was stern and his tone was serious, as if he was scolding a child.

But Lin Mingmo felt inexplicably happy after hearing this.

She finally had someone to take care of her.

Or the kind that truly does good for her.

"I know!" Lin Mingmo responded, jogging and jumping into the cloakroom, and wrapped herself in the warmest clothes.

I went downstairs to the lawn in the central garden of the villa. It was covered with snow and not a single blade of grass could be seen.

The snow machine was still spraying snowflakes, which were flying in the air and looked even more beautiful against the backdrop of the fireworks.

Lin Mingmo raised her head, looked at it in fascination for a while, then stretched out her hands to catch the snowflakes in the air.

So good, so good.

Happiness fell into Lin Mingmo's palms.

Since it was the Spring Festival, many relatives and friends came to the Mo family to pay New Year's greetings. At this time, there were a few children playing snowball fights in the snow, having a lot of fun, chattering, and it was very lively.

Lin Mingmo's attention was also attracted by the group of cheerful and lively children.

I really want to play as wildly as they do.

"Snapped!"

A soft ball of snow suddenly hit Lin Mingmo's face.

Hiss! So cool...

She brushed the snow off her face and opened her eyes to see Sheng Yuan standing on the snow, wearing a long black down jacket and gloves, making a snowball.

The extreme white is dyed with the extreme black, like a ball of ink spreading on white paper.

There is a kind of beauty that transcends the ordinary.

Sheng Yuan had a smile on his face, and his deep eyes stared at Lin Mingmo, as if he was very satisfied with her reaction.

"Hmph! Childish!" Lin Mingmo pursed her lips, looking displeased.

"Sheng Yuan, how could you do this!" Mo Zheng thought she was really angry, and quickly asked seriously.

The next second, the snowball in Sheng Yuan's hand hit Mo Zheng's face accurately.

"you--"

Just when Mo Zheng was about to get angry, he saw Lin Mingmo bend down, pick up a large ball of snow and throw it towards Sheng Yuan with all his strength.

"Die!" she said in a clever voice.

The snow did not fall on Sheng Yuan.

But Lin Mingmo pounced on him and knocked him down.

They both fell to the ground in the snow.

The snow was soft, and Sheng Yuan did not feel uncomfortable. Instead, he held Lin Mingmo's waist and let her lie on him.

The moment their breaths intertwined, Lin Mingmo's face turned red and her whole body felt hot.

I feel like I’m wearing too much...why is it so hot?

"Does it still hurt?" Sheng Yuan asked.

Lin Mingmo naturally knew what he was asking. She frowned and grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his collar.

"You seem quite pleased with yourself?"

"No." Sheng Yuan endured the chill of the icy snow seeping into his skin and said seriously, "This kind of thing will become the norm in the future, and I won't be so impulsive."

He was actually considering...

Lin Mingmo got up silently, sat astride Sheng Yuan's waist, and kept scooping up the snow around her to cover Sheng Yuan.

"Hmph! I'm going to make you into a snowman!"

"...Yeah." Sheng Yuan laughed softly, "Even though it's winter, some people still love to eat ice cream."

"..." Lin Mingmo was speechless and could only speed up the process of piling snow on Sheng Yuan.

The children playing snowball fights on the other side saw the scene here and gathered together to cover Sheng Yuan with snow.

Laughter and cheers echoed throughout the snowy field, drowning out the sound of the fireworks.

Only Mo Zheng, who was standing aside, held his forehead and shook his head helplessly.

No wonder Sheng Yuan suddenly became so childish, it turned out to be just their play...

On second thought, Lin Mingmo is only less than 21 years old, and in many families she is still a child protected by her parents.

It's good to be a little childish.