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

Hearing these words, the man's eyes darkened slightly, revealing some clear taste.

It's just that the distance is too close, but Chi Huan can't see clearly.

"No," the man lowered his head, his thin lips pressed against hers, his voice hoarse, and the low voice was more like an illusion, "Otherwise, we would have been together long ago."

Chi Huan, "..."

Is this to blame her?

If he gets divorced, he will announce the news of his divorce. Maybe they will be fine when he comes back... But if this is the case, this man might think she is greedy for his money and status again.

If it weren't for Xia Tangtang to say that to her--

They still don't know what it looks like.

When she thought of this, she remembered that Jin Sihan took a naked picture of her. When she went to find him, she had a cold and cynic tone, and a little aggrieved flame came out of her heart, and she avoided him from kissing her neck. , Said angrily, "You still have a face to say about me? You said to yourself, if it wasn't for me to find you with a billion, would my **** photo be flying all over the sky now?"

The more I think about it, the more I feel aggrieved, the more I think about it, the more it gets worse.

Although Jin Sihan said that Liang Manyue was just an excuse, he still stayed because of her. It is not unreasonable to think about it now.

However, if there was no such thing as Liang Manyue, he would have returned to Paris by now!

"Get started, don't kiss anymore, make it clear!"

"No more."

Chi Huan didn't react for a while, "What's gone?"

"Photo, no more."

How could he let his naked photo fly all over the sky.

When he thought of her naked picture in Jin Sihan's hands, he wanted to goug the man's eyes directly, even all the eyes who had seen those pictures.

Had it not been for Xia Tangtang's repeated assurances, those **** photos would not have any backup copies in the camera, except for the female photographer who took the photo by hand, absolutely no one had seen it.

Jin Sihan has not opened it either.

The photos are completely ruined together with the SLR.

Chi Huan stared at him blankly. She was thinking that he and Xia Tangtang had been divorced anyway, and they were also together now, so she was not in a hurry about those photos.

But I didn't expect it... It's gone?

"What... when did it happen?"

He said lightly, "The night you looked for me."

That evening?

Don't go to him if you say it's her business, treat her as a stranger, and then solve it for her again?

Chi Huan opened his eyes wide and said angrily, "Then I will go to your house the next day to find you, and then chase to the airport, you tell me that I won't pester you again without the photo, why don't you say anything?"

"If I told you," the man murmured with his thin lips pressed against her entire ear, "Can you still lie under me now?"

Chi Huan, "..."

"Mo Shiqian, you have been calculating me... well."

Before she finished speaking, her lips were sealed by the man.

As if to prevent her from reckoning, Mo Shiqian never gave her a chance to speak again. The kisses fell like a violent storm. Chi Huan was going to be **** off by this bastard's scheming man. He didn't want to be succeeded by him. Pushing away from her body, the man easily held her messy hand with one hand and pressed it on top of her head. With the other hand, she raised one leg, adjusted her posture skillfully, and entered.

Forget it, they haven't done it for almost two months.

It’s not that there’s no foreplay, even foreplay is full, but Chi Huan was caught off guard at such a sudden, she opened her mouth slightly, and when she saw the handsome face of the man above, she was immediately annoyed. Leaning his head, he leaned forward and bit his arm hard.

This man is really assholesome.

While forcing her to wish she would look for him, she still put on an expression of impatient impatience.

Mo Shiqian was on top, lowered his head and looked at the woman below him condescendingly, letting her bite her arm fiercely, the line of the jaw was very tight, and deep eyes were filled with uncontrollable thickness. deep feeling.

After she finished biting and venting enough, he bowed his head and kissed her on the cheek, "I don't count you, why would you come to me and wander around."

"Then I didn't see you treat me better, and kept a cold face all day."

"You said I'm sick, and you want to cut my veins, do you want me to treat you well?"

Chi Huan, "..."

"I said it's not cutting my veins. You yelled at me in the middle of the night and scared me. I didn't blame you for daring to mention this tea."

"Isn't cutting my own wrist with a knife to cut my veins?"

"Can you cut meat?"

Mo Shiqian, "..."

The man's voice was low and oppressive, "Is nothing to cut yourself for, do you disgust me or disgust yourself?"

Chi Huan, "..."

She opened her eyes, and this time clearly saw the faint shadow and self-deprecating in his eyes.

This sentence, he really remembered it to death, and he still cherished it till now.

She licked her lips, her voice lowered, and she muttered, "You just thought of me saying that you are sick, but I didn't see you hurt my hands."

The man stared at her face for a long time before spitting out a low voice, "If it weren't for your hand, do you think I would let you go?"

Chi Huan was startled.

That said, if he hadn't mistakenly thought that she had committed suicide by cutting her veins, they didn't know when they would be entangled in disorder.

In the end, she still pouted, "It seems like you have made a great sacrifice."

Mo Shiqian's face was expressionless. These words seemed to poke at some point of his emotions. The man suddenly clashed heavily. The rhythm was not fast, but each stroke had to reach the deepest point.

The voice was dumb to vague, accompanied by an unidentified mood, "Do you think it is very small?"

She cut her wrist when she was playing with it, so a few holes in her hand, for a few days, never exposed to him.

He didn't know what the woman was thinking.

When she took care of him during the days when his waist was injured, he thought she had some feelings for him—

But she suddenly cut her veins.

He didn't know, she actually hated him to this point.

[I feel sick, can I? 】

[So I feel that I am more disgusting. 】

I haven't thought about it for a long time, but now I suddenly remembered that his chest was still clogged with cotton, and his breathing was not smooth.

Deep black eyes stared at the face under him, lowered his head and kissed again, heavy, without tenderness, as if venting some violent emotions, and even the actions under him became anxious and frantic. wave.

As far as I can see, whether it is on the yacht or outside the yacht, there are only two of them in the world.

It was quiet and noisy.

Quiet, without anyone else.

The noise of the waves, the sound of the sea breeze, and the heavy breathing of a man against her.

Chi Huan bit her lip, and said intermittently, "Mo Shiqian...you...be lighter..."

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