The little brat he looked at turned out to be the gong

"You, if you want to kiss me, just tell me. It's not like I won't give you a kiss." Mo Chenyang sighed, and took a sip of the pearl milk tea that Ji Si despised.

Ji Si blushed.

Mo Chenyang's itching was unbearable. He didn't expect Ji Si to be a completely different person after he didn't remember the past. He was soft and sticky, angry and cute, and the whole person was cute. He wanted to turn him over and over again and cry.

But he didn't dare, not even a touch more intimate than a kiss.

The doctor said Keith couldn't stand stimuli, especially bad ones that made him forget.

Mo Chenyang clearly remembered what Mi Ke had done to Ji Si, so he didn't dare to bet.Besides, he is very happy that Ji Si is like this now.

Physically unsatisfied, psychologically disturbed, Ji Si couldn't stand the teasing, and blushed when he said it, Mo Chenyang was happy to see the result, and his flirting reached a new height, attaching what he wanted to practice to words.

"Want me to kiss you?" Mo Chenyang hooked Ji Si's fingers, and scratched his palm with his fingertips.

Ji Si turned his head and looked around, pursed his lips and nodded.

Mo Chenyang covered his face and sighed.

Curse yourself for not being human.

But for the sake of kissing, well, he is a beast, Mo Chenyang got up, bent over and kissed Ji Si hard on the lips.

"Yangyang, what's wrong with this?" Ji Si licked his lips, rolled up his sleeves, and pointed to the scar on his wrist.

With a sore nose, Mo Chenyang tilted his head and took a deep breath, then rolled up his sleeves.

"you also have!"

Mo Chenyang touched his wrist with his fingertips, and started to make up things again: "This is the proof of our love. On my birthday, if you insist on getting my name tattooed on your wrist, I can't stop it." , and went with you."

Mo Chenyang lowered his head and took a sip of milk tea, his brain was running fast: "Later, you were allergic and your arms were swollen, so I took you to wash off your tattoos and left scars. If you think you are ugly, I will take mine too." Washed, ugly together."

Ji Si obviously believed it, and sighed solemnly: "What a pity."

Mo Chenyang closed his eyes and smiled, a tear fell on the table.

After drinking the milk tea, the two of them passed by the bar and were stopped by the boss, who handed them a card: "No. Membership card, a foreign country, there are not many milk tea shops, come here often when you are free."

Mo Chenyang accepted it with a smile.

After leaving the milk tea shop, Mo Chenyang took Ji Si to buy a mobile phone and some clothes before returning home.

Mo Chenyang is in a good mood today, he bought a bunch of vegetables and a bottle of red wine.

Ji Si nested on the sofa and watched the busy young man in the kitchen bent his lips, then raised his hand and touched his wrist, with a complicated expression.

Mo Chenyang lied to him.

He saw it, and it was he who cut it with a knife.

He has no tattoos.

Mo Chenyang cooked a table of dishes and fed Ji Si a bowl of fish soup: "Is it delicious?"

Ji Si nodded, and took another sip from Mo Chenyang's hand: "It's delicious."

"I'll make it for you every day from now on."

Ji Si frowned: "No, then I'll be tired of drinking."

"..." Mo Chenyang's blood was poured with coldness.

Ji Si looked up at him, bit his lip and kissed him: "I'll drink it if you do it."

Mo Chenyang tilted his head: "Don't kiss me."

Ji Si:? ? ?

Mo Chenyang felt wronged: "You should get tired of kissing in the future."

"..." Ji Si pursed his lips and smiled, hooked Mo Chenyang's neck and leaned closer: "Yangyang, I don't get tired of kissing, I like you."

Mo Chenyang put down the bowl, hugged Ji Si and deepened the kiss.

They haven't been in close contact for a long time. Mo Chenyang couldn't stand Ji Si like this at all. The two kissed from the dining table to the sofa. Mo Chenyang pressed on Ji Si's body, squeezed Ji Si's waist, and touched his fingertip go in.

Ji Si's body trembled, his absent-minded pupils focused instantly, and he struggled to shrink into the sofa.

Mo Chenyang was taken aback, and quickly got up from Ji Si, his lust dissipated, he hugged Ji Si and kissed him: "Don't be afraid, Ji Si, I won't touch you, don't be afraid."

Ji Si was at a loss, he was just ticklish.

"Yangyang, I..."

Mo Chenyang interrupted the rest of his words, his fingertips were cold: "It's okay, it's okay."

"..."

Ji Si hugged his legs and looked at the man washing dishes in the kitchen, feeling so depressed that he could spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Is ticklish wrong?

Who is itching to blame?

Don't make people feel itchy anymore?

Mo Chenyang cleaned up the kitchen, and as soon as he came out, he saw Ji Si's face full of resentment, as if he had done something outrageous.

"Eh..." Mo Chenyang made a cup of tea and handed it to Ji Si: "What's wrong?"

Ji Si glared at him: "It's okay."

"then you……"

"I just want to stare at you."

Ji Si took the cup, drank the tea in one gulp, and went back to the bedroom puffing up his cheeks.

Mo Chenyang was left sitting in the living room with a dazed expression.

what happened?

Ji Si is angry?

What are you angry about?

When Mo Chenyang returned to the bedroom, Ji Si was already lying on the bed, and he didn't know what happened until he also lay down and pulled her into his arms.

"Jisi, why are you so cute?!" Mo Chenyang smiled lowly to help Jisi.

Ji Si clutched the quilt and covered half of his face in the pillow.

Mo Chenyang took out two tissues to wipe his hands, and kissed Ji Si on the corner of his mouth: "Go to sleep."

Ji Si was confused: "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to wash my hands." Mo Chenyang gave Ji Si a wet kiss, got up and got out of bed.

The soundproofing of the bathroom is really not very good. Ji Si pursed his lips and his face was not good. He looked in the direction of the bathroom, and the young man's suppressed humming came from inside.

Mo Chenyang would rather not touch him with his own hands.

After Mo Chenyang solved it by himself, he tidied up hastily and came out of the bathroom.

Ji Si was playing with his mobile phone, when he saw Mo Chenyang, he immediately put it away.

"What are you looking at?" Mo Chenyang lay down, hugged Ji Si in his arms and kissed him.

Ji Si's eyes flickered: "Nothing."

"Hey, go to sleep." Mo Chenyang didn't notice anything unusual, and kissed Ji Si on the forehead: "Good night."

"Good night."

The next day.

As soon as Ji Jianghai entered the room, he rewarded Mo Chenyang with an uppercut, which stunned everyone.

Ji Si ran over from the side to support Mo Chenyang, staring at Ji Jianghai: "What are you doing?!"

"You son of a bitch." Ji Jianghai gritted his teeth.

Mo Chenyang tugged at Ji Si, and nodded warmly to Ji Jianghai and Gu Lan: "Dad, Mom, sit down first, and I'll pour water for you."

He had already greeted Ji Jianghai in advance, and they knew what was going on with Ji Si.

Ji Si looked at Ji Jianghai, then at Gu Lan, rubbing the edge of the shirt with his fingers, a little embarrassed: "Dad, Mom."

Gu Lan's eyes turned red when she heard the words, and she began to cry when she saw Ji Si. Ji Si pursed her lips and didn't know how to comfort her.

"It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up." Gu Lan took Ji Si's hand to wipe away tears.

Ji Jianghai interrupted the mother-child love scene at the right time. He turned his head and wiped his tears, "Okay, this is a good thing, don't cry."

"Dad, Mom, drink water." Mo Chenyang put the cup on the table, sat next to Ji Si, and hugged his shoulder reassuringly.

Ji Jianghai stared at his hand: "Mo Chenyang."

Mo Chenyang understood, got up and took Ji Jianghai to the second floor.

As an old father-in-law, he won't calm down just by beating him. After all, Ji Si committed suicide and was in a coma because of him.

Downstairs, Ji Si and Gu Lan are deeply in love with each other.

Upstairs, Mo Chenyang and Ji Jiang's sea water was very hot.

"When do you plan to return to China?" After the fight, it's time to get down to business.

Mo Chenyang rubbed his shoulders and stood up: "In a few days."

"Hmm." Ji Jianghai glanced at him, wondering if he should throw Mo Chenyang into the army for training for a few days.

When the two of them came out of the study, it was already dark. In order to please his father-in-law and mother-in-law, Mo Chenyang cooked a table of dishes with his own hands.

Gu Lan was pleased.

Ji Jianghai snorted coldly.

Ji Jianghai and Gu Lan are on the plane tomorrow night. During dinner, Mo Chenyang drank two glasses with Ji Jianghai. After dinner, they talked for a while before going upstairs.

Mo Chenyang arranged Ji Jianghai and Gu Lan next door, and it was impossible for him to do anything to Ji Si, and he was not afraid of being heard.

Under Ji Jianghai's warning eyes, Mo Chenyang followed Ji Si back to the room.

Ji Jianghai defends him like a wolf.

Less than 10 minutes after the two entered the house, Ji Jianghai knocked on the door.

"Do you have tea here?"

Mo Chenyang shook his head: "There is coffee."

Ji Jianghai left.

10 minutes later, Ji Jianghai knocked on the door for the second time.

"Are you sleepy?"

Mo Chenyang was helpless: "Sleepy."

Ji Jianghai glanced in and saw that Ji Si was taking a shower in the bathroom, so he nodded and left.

After another 10 minutes, Ji Jianghai knocked on the door for the third time.

Mo Chenyang almost collapsed.

Ji Jianghai said: "I... just want to ask if you are hot."

Ji Si frowned and looked at Ji Jianghai: "Dad, what are you doing?!"

Ji Jianghai was speechless, turned around and left.

"Will he come over again?" Ji Si blinked and wiped the dripping hair with a towel.

Mo Chenyang sighed, pushed Ji Si on the chair, wiped his head with a towel, and took out the hair dryer: "I don't know."

Ji Si's neck was fair, with drops of water hanging on it. Standing behind him, Mo Chenyang could see the man's chest under the nightgown.

Mo Chenyang looked away, and lightly inserted his fingers into Ji Si's hair.

After blowing his hair, Mo Chenyang went to the cabinet and took out an iron box, which contained white rabbit toffee. He picked one, peeled off the wrapper, and kissed Ji Si: "Open your mouth."

Ji Si closed his eyes and opened his mouth obediently, Mo Chenyang stuffed the toffee into his mouth.

"..." Ji Si was disappointed, he thought Mo Chenyang was going to kiss him.

"Is it sweet?" Mo Chenyang rubbed his head.

Ji Si chewed it twice, then nodded: "Sweet."

There was no knock on the door, Mo Chenyang licked his lips: "Can I have a taste?"

"Eat it. It's good..."

Mo Chenyang stood in front of Ji Si, with one knee pressed on the leaning chair, half kneeling on Ji Si's body, holding the back of Ji Si's head, and kissed him.

The man had a fresh shower scent on his body, and a sweet milky scent in his mouth. Mo Chenyang held Ji Si's lips lightly, and poked the tip of his tongue in. It was neither deep nor shallow, hooking Ji Si's Tongue licking.

Ji Si clutched Mo Chenyang's sleeve and snorted twice, and Mo Chenyang's movements became rough, aggressively sweeping Ji Si's mouth.

Unable to bear it, Ji Si slumped on the chair, hugged Mo Chenyang and panted in response.