guilt

"Yuran...tonight...Aren't you leaving?" Yan Kai asked Mo Yuran cautiously and with some expectation.

Looking at Yan Kai's expectant eyes, Mo Yuran nodded.

Yan Kai smiled like a child, and Mo Yuran was a little stunned by his dancing and jumping expression.

What a beautiful smile... how do I feel that I have seen this smile somewhere... How long has it been since I saw such a smile...

As if bewitched, he hugged Yan Kai and kissed those lips.

Yan Kai was stunned for a moment, then hugged Mo Yuran and responded.

All the way to the bedroom, the breathing of the two of them was already unstable.

They kissed passionately, and the air became hot.

Mo Yuran's kiss fell on Yan Kai's face, neck, collarbone, chest...

Hot big hands floated over Yan Kai's body.

"Hmm..." This made Yan Kai uncontrollably groan.

Hastily wanted to take off the clothes that were in the way of the two of them.

When Mo Yuran's lips left Yan Kai, his big hand brushed Yan Kai's waist and reached for his belt.

"Yu Ran..." Yan Kai couldn't restrain his excitement.

At this moment, Mo Yuran stopped there as if he had been poured with cold water.

That person...is always calling him in his ear, Aran...Aran...

Instantly, the eyes full of passion became clear.

Yan Kai's blurred and desire-filled eyes looked at the man who pulled away puzzled.

"What's wrong?" The voice was hoarse and full of temptation.

"Go to bed early...I'll sleep in the guest room." After saying that, she left the room.

The boy in the room stayed there unable to move. It was late at night, and I could vaguely hear the sound of the boy crying...