Chapter 700 No Shame, No Impatience, No Lower Limit (20)

Shang Mo never imagined that one day he would have erotic dreams, which is the nocturnal emission that only occurs in adolescence. The age of the nocturnal emission varies from eleven or twelve to eighteen or nineteen years old. It is normal. It is a man A sign of sexual maturity.

The problem is he's not a teenager.

He didn't have it when he was a teenager, but now he is almost thirty, and he actually...

It doesn't matter if it's someone else, even if it's a woman... But why is the person Rong Mo, a man, and he even turned Rong Mo into a woman in his dream.

Shang Mo rubbed his hair and got up from the bed.

At this moment, a terrible idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

Thinking of yesterday, his lips accidentally touched Rong Mo's face, and when he saw Rong Mo's collarbone later, he was also distracted... So, he probably fell in love with Rong Mo!

Thinking of this possibility, Shang Mo suddenly felt bad again.

This is absolutely impossible, he is a normal man, although he didn't have a girlfriend, his grandma always suspected that he had a problem with his sexuality, even after he himself experienced that incident, he knew that he hated women a little bit.

But he can also be sure that he doesn't like men.

He thought, he must be too tired recently.

Shang Mo got up, washed up and went downstairs, and found that in the bright and spacious dining room, Rong Mo had already cooked a sumptuous Chinese breakfast, including millet porridge, scallion pancakes, bread, milk, steamed stuffed buns, hard-boiled eggs. big table.

When the handsome and deep man saw Rong Mo, everything that happened in the dream flashed through his mind, and he felt uncomfortable all of a sudden.

At this moment, Rong Mo smiled at him: "Good morning, Mr. Shang."

Then stood up, served him a bowl of porridge, and gently placed it in front of him.

The words "wife serves husband for breakfast" immediately flashed through his mind, but his expression was calm, his narrow eyes were hidden behind silver-rimmed glasses, and he said very casually, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Rong Mo sat back in his seat and continued eating her breakfast.

Today Rong Mo is wearing a beige shirt, buttoned to the top, with a vest on the outside, giving off an aura of restraint. Such a man should be the object of many women's sexual intercourse, but definitely not his.

He was wondering why he had the erotic dream of him and Rong Mo last night.

Rong Mo didn't know at all that Shang Mo's heart was complicated at the moment, so he finished his breakfast quietly.

After a long time, Shang Mo was full and found that Rong Mo was still eating. He was surprised. Rong Mo looked so skinny, and could fall down like a woman when the wind blows. How could he be so good at eating.

It seems that every time he eats, Rong Mo eats until the end, and has the effect of collecting the dishes, so he can always eat everything clean.

If they went out to eat, people who didn't know would think that they were still at home, starving her all the time and not giving her enough to eat.

Shang Mo didn't leave after eating, instead, he sat in Yuan's life, drinking his coffee calmly, occasionally looking at Rong Mo.

With a lazy expression, calm eyes, and such a calm look, no one would have thought that when he stared at Rong Mo's slightly delicate lips as he ate something, he would actually want to taste what it was like.

Even Shang Mo himself didn't think of it at all.

When he realized it, he paused, and the coffee in his hand was almost unsteady...