the man whispered.

Lan Yanxi trembled all over, only to realize that he reminded him in time, and said with shame on his face: "If you don't tell me, I really forgot about it. That's fine, I won't drink."

"How is your grandfather doing?"

Ling Mofeng took the wine glass directly, went into the kitchen, poured it all down, and asked gently about the old man's condition.

Lan Yanxi bit her lip involuntarily: "It's still the same, my grandpa may really not be able to hold on."

Lan Yanxi propped her hands on the table next to her, crying in the bath, which made the man feel distressed instantly.

He touched her shoulder gently, and comforted him: "There are some things, you have to think about it."

"Ok, I know."

Lan Yanxi is not a person who likes to be stubborn. She knows that her sadness is useless. What she has to do is to accompany her grandfather well in the last time without leaving any regrets.

"Come on, go upstairs, don't stand here."

Ling Mofeng hugged her slender waist directly, and led her upstairs together.

Lan Yanxi had already taken a bath, and sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the man who hung up his suit jacket, put down the file bag in his hand, turned his head, and he looked at her with gentle eyes like water.

"Go to bed first, I'll take a shower."

Ling Mofeng told her.

Lan Yanxi immediately lay down, grabbed the quilt and covered her belly, and closed her eyes.

Ling Mofeng came out of the shower, wearing a gray pajamas. The weather was getting hotter. His pajamas were very cool, but they still showed his tall and muscular figure. He walked to the bed, and as soon as he sat down, he felt a soft body on his back. The next second, her arms were wrapped around his neck, and her cheek was buried in his shoulder socket.

Ling Mofeng was shocked, reached out to hold her cool arm, and asked her softly: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just want to hug you!"

Lan Yanxi has penetrated into some things in life, and the more she realizes that the time she spends together is so short, she will not be angry with this man in the future, because the time of anger will be wasted, and she must love him well, every moment, every minute and every second.

"I feel a little uncomfortable when you hug me like this."

The man's body is much more sensitive than before. Her soft and fragrant body is like a fire, which can easily ignite the boiling point in his body.

"Aren't you feeling well?"

Lan Yanxi suddenly pulled him hard. The man was unprepared, but she was pulled down directly by her, and her upper body was already holding her down.

"Are you sure you're still in the mood now?"

The light in Ling Mofeng's eyes darkened instantly, full of anticipation and worried that she would not be able to bear it.

"Well, I want to be with you."

The girl's face was still ashamed, and she hid in his chest: "I really want to."

Ling Mofeng's thin lips immediately sealed her small mouth, not only did she want it, he wanted it even more.

Lan Yanxi hugged him like a thirsty person who needed him urgently.

Ling Mofeng was almost going crazy, just sealing her lips was no longer enough to satisfy him. JrNovels.com