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

He was kissing her, he was kissing her, he dared to kiss her.

Chi Huan is going crazy.

She is too petite, so that a man can easily confine her in his arms, her arms and chest are like copper walls and iron walls, and she can't shake her no matter how much she thumps and struggles.

Mo Shiqian kissed her lips. He really didn't have any skill. He only followed his inner desire and the instinct of a man, wishing to eat the sweet and soft lips.

The hand got into her clothes without a teacher, looking for the softness he couldn't help but want to hold when he saw it last time.

She was more fragrant than he thought, and softer than he thought, as soft as boneless.

If it is said that he kissed her was just a momentary bewilderment, then after kissing her, he was completely immersed in it.

Chi Huan could only let him be slaughtered in his hands, and she had never felt so clearly and vividly how terrifying the difference between men and women in physical strength.

Chi Huan beat him desperately, but it was of no use. She didn't even know why this man suddenly became like this. The intimacy and anger that had never been intertwined made her tremble and her brain was blank.

After she was robbed of the kiss and breathless, the man's kiss finally left his red and swollen lips and went down along the white chin.

Chi Huan panted and screamed while pushing him, "Mo Shiqian, are you crazy?"

Her voice just fell, and the sky was spinning around for a while, she had been pressed from the man's body into the soft sofa, and she was deeply sunk in.

Chi Huan finally saw his face clearly.

The handsome face was just above her, and her dark eyes were filled with dark flames, staring at her like a wild beast staring at its prey, with a layer of sweat on her forehead, which made her sexy.

Her chest rose and fell violently, angry and flustered, and her voice trembled, "What's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Chi Huan didn't react. What happened to him? Is he Mo Shiqian?

The man vacated and covered her body, staring at her unscrupulously with his dark, hot eyes, his thin lips were slightly open, and his voice was hoarse, "Chi Huan," he called her name, and he uttered a word dumbly.

Chi Huan looked at him incredulously, his head exploded with a thud.

Her pupils widened, and suddenly she pushed him with all her strength, and rolled from the sofa to the floor when he reacted quickly, her mind was blank, she just wanted to escape with both hands and feet.

The man took her back with only one hand and pressed her on the sofa.

She was scared to cry, "Mo Shiqian, Mo Shiqian... don't..."

Chi Huan's pupils were expanded to their maximum, and they trembled too much.

"Be good," the man's breath was all over her neck, his voice was low and dumb, "otherwise it will hurt you, huh?"

This sentence clearly tells her that there is no room for turning, and she also clearly has no room for escape. Chi Huan sobbed and shook his head vigorously, "Don’t...no, Mo Shiqian, you can’t do this to me, you Can't do this to me..."

The man's thin lips pressed against her ears, and his deep voice pronounced verbatim, "I can, and I'm going to make it."

I can't believe this is what Mo Shiqian would say after three years by her side.

In the end, she seemed to be desperate, closed her eyes and sobbed, no longer struggling, but trembling a lot.

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