Back to 1985: Spicy Pretty Wife

"Mo Yan, I'm your wife. You're almost in good health now. Why don't we..."

Gu qiaoyue continued to exhale in his ear, and his voice was full of charm.

In the past, she seldom took the initiative. Once or twice, she could turn Si Moyan into a wolf.

Gu qiaoyue just wants to try it for the last time before returning home. If it really succeeds

"You..."

Si Moyan's voice was hoarse, as if there were flames in his throat. His heart was hot. If it weren't for his strong willpower, he would have turned into a wolf now.

"No, but!"

Gu qiaoyue firmly broke his head and opposed his four eyes. His cheeks were red, but he said firmly, "it's dark. What we used to do, what we do today."

"Si Moyan, I miss you. I miss you very much."

As Gu qiaoyue said, his lips came closer and kissed his slightly trembling lips.

"No... I..."

He said so, but his hand didn't push her away.

Reason told him that this was not possible, but at this moment, he seemed to have gone to hell with all his reason. That feeling seemed very familiar, but he really couldn't remember why he felt familiar.

"Mo Yan, you miss me too, don't you? You'll think of me, won't you?"

"We... This is the living room."

"Well... Let's go to the bedroom." Gu qiaoyue let him go and said with a smile.

This feeling is really strange.

They seem to have changed roles. He is the one who says no, and she is the one who compromises to the bedroom.

I have to say, such an experience is quite strange.

Si Moyan looked at her with deep eyes. His Adam's apple rolled and his voice was hoarse: "this is what you said. Don't regret it."

"Si Moyan, we are husband and wife."

Sima Yan didn't speak any more. Suddenly he stood up with her in his arms and went straight to the bedroom with a long leg.

……

He Yan is not a celebrity, but master Mo is.

At that time, something happened to Si Moyan. The Beckett family also thought that Ma Lin went to find he Yan, so they went to lanak to find someone.

The terrorist events at that time were on the news. The Beckett family checked a little and found out that the person who had the accident was Heyan.

In addition, Bernie Beckett doubted whether he Yan was master Mo, so he focused on checking. As a result, it was very easy to find out after a little check, as if the information about master Mo was there waiting for them to pick it up.

He Yan is the master of Mo, and his real name is not He Yan, but Si Moyan.

Knowing that he Yan was master Mo, Bernie's mind came alive.

If Malin really likes Si Moyan, it's not impossible to cancel her marriage with Balfour family.

Their Beckett family's development in country y has reached the top, and marriage with other large families is optional. If their daughter really likes Si Moyan, it's better to help her.

She also gave her family a chance to enter China.

After figuring this out, Beckett sent someone to find Marlene.

Marlene was in lanak, and Bernie was more sure that she liked master mo.

When she was brought to her father, Marlene was still thinking about how to escape. Even if she promised that the hateful woman didn't like Heyan anymore, she didn't want to marry Balfour's house.

It's not the Balfour's boy who wants to marry her.

In fact, she and the Balfour boy have known each other since childhood and have a good relationship. She doesn't know what the boy is?

No matter how well you look, you're a rogue and a big fool inside.

Moreover, she knew that the boy had people he liked. When the two families said they would marry, the boy was still hot with his new lover.

They are just fair weather friends. How to be husband and wife?

"Daddy, I will never marry that stupid Balfour. If I can run for the first time, I can run for the second time. If you don't want me to be ugly at the wedding, you'd better cancel the marriage."

As soon as she saw her father, Marlene said directly.

Bernie looked at his sensible daughter and sneered, "Oh? It's not good-looking? What do you want to do?"

"Daddy, do you have to let me marry that stupid man? Such a stupid man, you let me marry him? Do you know he's having a hot fight with his little girlfriend now!"

Marlene said angrily. She sat opposite Bernie and kicked off her shoes.

"Sit down for me. Look what you look like. It's good to say something about others."

Bernie frowned and scolded.

My daughter is really good, elegant and calm, and has extraordinary wrist, but that is, in front of outsiders, in fact, how bad his temperament is, as a father, he can't know.

The so-called elegance and calmness are all for outsiders.

The real she is just like now. She has no image at all.

"What's the matter with me? I'm not ashamed of you outside."

Malin said unhappily. She sat cross legged on the sofa and was ready to fight with her father to persuade him to cancel the marriage.

"You..."

Bernie was much more angry with her and didn't bother to care about it with her. He asked directly, "what's the matter with that Balfour boy having a girlfriend?"

"Why? We both got married. You didn't check his details? You don't even know if he has a girlfriend? That's what you did to my father?"

Marlene directly made Bernie lose her face. She hummed, "they are all acquaintances. The Balfour boy grew up under my nose. How can I not know who he is?"

"Cut, it's good to grow up under your nose?"

Marlene sneered and muttered.

"What are you talking about?" Bernie didn't hear very clearly.

"Nothing. It's daddy. I grew up under the eyes of several elders. Do you think anyone else besides you knows me?"

Bernie looked at her image at the moment and had a headache. "If you are known by others, can you marry?"

"Oh, so you know. You all know that your children's shortcomings don't shout out. Why do others shout out their children's shortcomings?"

Marlene said angrily and said directly, "in a word, I will never marry the Balfour boy as a third party."

Looking at Ma Lin like this, Bernie sighed and said helplessly, "if you don't marry, don't marry. Just say no before. Why do you want to play the trick of running away from home."

Ma Lin shrugged and sneered: "cut, if I don't play this hand, can you take my will seriously?"