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

Chi Huan, "..."

When she heard this, she went around in her mind, and she didn't know what to do for a long time.

She hummed softly, pretending to be unhappy, "What do you mean, I am a pet?"

The man smiled lightly, "Isn't it, waiting to be fed, his temper is not small."

Chi Huan raised his chin slightly, "...It's not just letting you cook a meal. If you don't want to make it delicious, I won't eat it if you want to make it."

Mo Shiqian didn't make a sound anymore, his thin lips kept pursing with an extremely faint arc.

A beautiful, arrogant, lazy, petite and expensive lady.

He actually looked at her a long time ago, and from time to time he felt that she was like the puppet cat of Fengxing Baby.

…………

After dinner outside, Mo Shiqian drove Chi Huan back to the No. 10 residence.

at night.

Chi Huan returned from the study to the bedroom, preparing to take a shower with his clothes. When he walked to the door, he saw the man spread the 28-inch suitcase he had brought over on the carpet.

Wow.

He really used the efficiency of space utilization to the extreme.

Neatly organized, divided into categories, with clear levels, it looks like a handwriting from severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

He washed his hair, although it was dried and no more dripping, but the wet hair fell on his forehead, making the originally cold and clear man add a touch of sexiness and appear more and more abstinent.

He was wearing a black nightgown, and his chest was bare.

"Chi Huan."

"Huh...Huh?"

Mo Shiqian raised his head and looked at her, naturally catching the little woman's scurrying eyes. His eyes narrowed slightly, but his voice was low and ordinary, "My clothes and things, where are you going to put me?"

Chi Huan walked over and sat down at the end of the bed, picked up the pillow and hugged him, looked down at his suitcase, cleared his throat, and pursed his lips, "I think your suitcase is quite big, it can be stuffed, you Just keep it in the suitcase."

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He raised his eyes and looked at her without saying a word.

Chi Huan coughed again, "If you don't have enough, then I will bring my suitcase over and lend it to you temporarily."

"Chi Huan."

"You also know that my apartment is very small. It was originally bought for me to live in by myself. You had to stuff yourself in. Now it's very crowded."

The man was not angry, "Where is your cloakroom?"

"It's full, I'm a celebrity, I can't have less clothes, shoes and bags. It's a small place."

It's a fact that her apartment is not big, but no matter how small it is, there are more than 100 square meters.

Mo Shiqian put one hand on his lap, and said lightly, "My family is big, you pack your things together with yourself."

"That too..."

"If you feel that you can't fit it, then change to a villa. I can always afford a villa that can fit you."

Chi Huan, "..."

She drew her cheeks, "I like to live in my small apartment. Isn’t it convenient for you to put your suitcase on your'bedside'? Anyway, you don’t have a lot of stuff, so you can just stuff it, right ."

Mo Shiqian was about to be grinned by her.

This woman is really unconscious if she doesn't clean up her brain circuits.

He asked in a flat voice, "Can you move something to me?"

Chi Huan was guilty, "The ground is your place."

With a snap, the man closed the suitcase, erected it with one hand, and pushed it, and it rolled to the wall accurately and stood upright.

Then Mo Shiqian stood up.

Chi Huan was inexplicably flustered when he looked at his figure with a simple action that could not be more normal. He got up and threw the pillow and prepared to flee the road, "I'm going to wash..."

However, before taking two steps, he was easily picked up by the man and thrown on the bed.

Reflexively thinking of getting up, Mo Shiqian was already kneeling on one knee on her waist, with his left hand on the other side, supporting her body, trapping her under him.

Dark and deep eyes stared at her face, her eyebrows were infested with a little bit of a smile, and her voice became more and more low and sexy, "Chi Huan, are you picking things up?"

Her long hair is slightly curly and thick, spreading like seaweed on the mattress.

Because of such an ambiguous posture, his face couldn't resist the flush.

Chi Huan squatted hopefully, "Mo...Mo Shiqian...well."

The man lowered his head and kissed her. Just as Chi Huan wanted to reach out and push his chest, he realized that he had both hands pressed on top of his head.

There is no big problem with kissing.

He would kiss her from time to time these days, just like the most common lover.

The man still said shamelessly that her kissing skills had finally made a visible improvement.

But kissing is the same as kissing in bed...

"Ah...Don't pick my clothes..."

"You are not allowed to touch there..."

Chi Huan's face was so red that she could bleed, and she could endure kissing him every day and touching her breasts, and kissing him on the bed stretched out her skirt...

"I'm not going to take a shower, I always have to take off my clothes, eh?"

Chi Huan felt that Mo Shiqian's body was full of hard muscles, only the lips were extremely soft, and when she pressed it behind her ears and spoke, she couldn't stand the breath, "Let me see you are so idle. , Is it itchy."

Her head exploded slightly.

There are only two words in my mind over and over again, nasty!

She said in a voice that was about to cry, "You let me go, I'm going to take a bath..."

She was so soft that she didn't know it, so that the lower abdomen of the man who was only planning to teach her quickly tightened, and her lips were closed again with his head down.

Every time Chi Huan was kissed by him, there was an instinctive shudder and fear.

What's more, it is still such a wolf-like occupation.

Chi Huanren was pressed by him, his lips and tongue were raging, and his body was drawn by his fingers covered with thin calluses. No matter how much he resisted, he couldn't suppress the body's reaction.

Even though she had done it several times, when the man sank in her body, her mind was blank for a few seconds.

"Mo Shiqian, you are a bad guy who doesn't speak much!"

He pressed it fiercely, breathed a little and smiled, "You recruited me, Chi Huan."

About knowing that she didn't need to adapt like before, Mo Shiqian almost started his own rhythm when he came up, and every stroke was deep and heavy, causing the woman below him to whimper intermittently.

Chi Huan couldn't stand it for a little longer.

He stripped off her clothes almost, and even the torn bathrobe on his body was still there. Her fingers were tightly clenched, and her voice was as soft as a cat, "You lightly...Mo Shiqian, you lightly... …"

Mo Shiqian lowered his head, kissed the fine sweat on her forehead, and then smiled lowly, "Chi Huan, you are really useless," he smiled steadily, not even breathing too much, "I was there today. Broken hotel, did you hear what people call it?"

Chi Huan, "..."

She obviously didn't want to remember, but she still remembered.

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