Young Master Mo’s Gentle Kiss: Wife, Won’t You Accept It?

Chi Huan waited for a long time and didn't see him move. He was about to turn around to urge him. The next second, his waist was embraced by the man's hand, and the whole person stepped back, his naked back against the man's chest. .

The warm kisses were densely wrapped around her shoulders and neck.

He kissed hard, leaving deep or shallow marks wherever he passed, and his breath fell hot on her skin, so low that it was almost an illusionary gasp.

Chi Huan was stunned for a while, "Mo Shiqian..."

The man held her waist with both hands and put her on the closet behind him again, lowered his head and kissed her, as if he was addicted to it.

She was trapped.

Behind Chi Huan is the wardrobe. He is holding her waist with one hand, and holding her back with the other hand, kissing her lips, her chin, her neck, and then to the collarbone, including the softness below the collarbone. .

As if obsessed with every inch of her skin.

There is no way to struggle, no way to escape, only to let him kiss.

She raised her hand, and it felt like it didn't fit anywhere, so she was so frozen in the air, and all the nerve endings in her whole body could only feel his lips and tongue.

The senses are strong contradictions, imprisoned and impoverished by men, and there is an indescribable sense of...control and dominance.

She could feel his loss of control from his turbulent breathing and the excessive force when pinching her.

Letting Mo Shiqian lose control will give her a sense of accomplishment, because he looks like a man with too much self-control.

The situation just got out of control.

Once Mo Shiqian loses control, Chi Huan will be even more unable to control the situation.

In the end, she would inevitably be pressed by a man to do it once.

A servant knocked on the door and told them to go down to eat...

This time he felt as if he had been irritated, he had to be extraordinarily fierce and extraordinarily ruthless, bumping into the deepest place one after another, wishing to penetrate him thoroughly again and again.

It made Chi Huan cry and begging, he also hesitated to end, and didn't mean to be gentle.

When he was finally satisfied, Chi Huan was so annoyed that he raised his hand to beat him.

Mo Shiqian's eyes were quick and quick, he cut her wrists in the air, raised her eyebrows, his voice was low, and there was still evil in his smile, "Aren't your hands afraid of pain?"

Her hand can’t hurt anywhere. In the process just now, no matter how he indulged in madness, he never forgot to hold her hand. Change to normal, his chest and back had long been caught by her scratches. .

Chi Huan's cheeks were red, and she was so angry that she couldn't help but say, "Mo Shiqian, do you need too much? When you are young, do too much, and when you are old, your kidney will be weak."

He is really in high demand. If she doesn't give it to him, he will be able to estrus her at any time when he is hungry and thirsty in the prime of life. It was only last night...he could still be so crazy during the day.

The servants who knocked on the door must know what they were doing inside!

The man bowed his head and kissed her blushing cheek. He tidied up the mess without hesitation, his thin lips leaned against her ears, exhaling an ambiguous breath, and laughed, "Chi Huan, you really want me to Indifferent when wearing clothes, eh?"

Is he reasonable?

Chi Huan suddenly remembered that at Wenhai Hotel, she took the medicine and was pressed by him in the cold water of the bathtub all night. She threw on him without touching any of her hair. She had indeed wondered if she was too weak. For the charm of women...

She looked at the man who was carefully dressing her, "Where I am not wearing clothes, I wear pants underneath, and bra on top. Make no excuses. Didn't you not react when you saw me before?"

He glanced at her with a low eye, a smile on his lips, "I didn't respond, are you disappointed?"

"You shameless."

Maybe it is necessary to pay attention to the injury on her hand. Mo Shiqian was gentle when he put on her clothes, especially when compared with the ferocious and Yelang just now.

Putting on her sweater, took her long hair out of her clothes again, and said, "Go down to eat."

"I have a sore back and a pain in my leg."

The man raised her face with his fingers, rubbing her chin with his fingers, his voice was smirking, "Why didn't I find out before, you love to act like a baby?"

Chi Huan looked at Jiaojiao, but at most she would only act like a baby in front of Sister Yao and Ning Youran. At other times, she was either pretending or just maintaining her personality in front of the media.

There were thorns all over in front of Chi Sad, not to mention in front of Mo Xigu.

She is the most sensible in front of Mo Xiegu, even if she is acting cautiously.

Chi Huan cocked his face and turned around unhappy.

Before he could take two steps, he was hugged from the man by the man who was catching up one step later, with a low and faint smile above his head, "You want me to hug, I just hug."

"I just want to rest for a while and go on."

With such obvious duplicity, Mo Shiqian naturally didn't bother to break it through, holding her out of the cloakroom, and then downstairs.

The maid is an elderly aunt. Looking at the young couple, she felt a bit sticky and a bit spicy. In the cloakroom during the day...

After a dry cough, he picked up Chi Huan’s cell phone and greeted him, “Miss Chi, your cell phone rang several times just now. Someone should call you. Do you want to go back and see if there is something important? ."

Chi Huan couldn't hold her hand, Mo Shiqian put her down, took the phone with one hand, and said in a low voice, "Let the kitchen bring the food to the table."

"Hey, good."

Chi Huan told him the password for the lock screen and opened the address book. There were two missed calls, none of which were remarks.

Her expression turned cold, and she knew both numbers.

Mo Shiqian naturally knew each other, but he only asked indifferently, "Do you want to call back?"

Chi Huan glanced at him and said, "Go back to the second one."

The man lowered his eyes to look at her, his expressions were faint, but his displeasedness was obvious.

Chi Huan looked back, "Why don't you fight?"

Mo Shiqian didn't say a word, he tapped his finger, dialed the phone, and pressed the speakerphone.

It was quickly connected over there.

A few seconds later, Mo Xiegu's low hoarse and tired voice sounded, "Chi Huan."

Chi Huan occasionally raised her eyes and could bump into the man's silent stare at her.

She has a plain tone, "Is there something?"

There was silence for a few seconds, "My mother said your hand was burned."

"Oh yes."

After being quiet for a while, he whispered, "Sorry."

She faintly said, "My hand burns have nothing to do with your mother, but if you can tell her to stop harassing me, I will thank you."

"Well, I apologize for her."

Mo Xigu's voice was very low, and he could imagine that his current mood was depressed and decadent, and Su Yabing's incident was probably a big blow to him.

"Any other things?"

"Are you really with Mo Shiqian?"

Chi Huan smiled, "You won't break with Su Yabing anymore, now you want to come back and chase me?"

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