Chapter 2082

"Oh, there is also a mixed race, who is very handsome and wild..."

Aware of the hot eyes, ye Fei's cheek turned a little red, turned her head to Su Mo Han and said, "ah, how can I discuss this matter with you? You're still sick. You'd better go back and have a rest soon."

Su Mo Han's face was gloomy and fierce, just like the calm before the storm, as if he was trying to endure something.

Ye Fei looks at his appearance, the bottom of her heart wants to laugh more and more. She is really worried that Su Mo Han will not hold out internal injury if she suppresses it like this.

"It's OK. I just took this opportunity to get to know you." Su Mo Han pretended to be meaningless.

Ye Fei nodded and did not refuse.

Su Mo Han couldn't help but ask: "what about the rest? What types are they? "

"There are models, painters, rich second generation, and a college student." Ye Fei doesn't care much.

"You really have a wide range of interests." Su Mo Han tone with a touch of danger, this will have realized that the woman in front of her is in the mouth.

But as long as he thought of this possibility, he could not help but get angry. After all, this is not the first time he has seen this woman's ability to attract bees and butterflies!

"All right."

"But it doesn't look like there's a photographer. How about that? Would you like to try it? "

Ye Fei, who had just taken off her apron, suddenly noticed a figure approaching her. As soon as she turned around, she found that she had been imprisoned by the wall. The tall figure in front of her was very close to her, with a strong oppressive atmosphere, which made her cheek red a little bit.

Su Mo Han looked down at her, his eyes fell on her cherry lips, and almost couldn't control it. His larynx rolled slightly, and his hoarse voice whispered, "do you want to try?"

Seeing his thin lips getting closer, ye Fei slightly side head to avoid.

Su Mo Han's light kiss fell on her side face, gently, itchy, like a soft feather gently stroking her cheek, so that ye Fei's body was tensed for a moment.

Su Mohan's nose tip gently rubbed her small face, and the light kiss went down a little bit along the skin on her cheek, falling on her chin and neck socket, repeatedly lingering.

Ye Fei can't help but drop her eyes, can feel his thin beard gently rub her skin, with an inexplicable tease.

Su Mohan

I miss you so much.

The leaf imperial concubine sniffs the light fragrance on the man's body, somewhat familiar, also somewhat strange.

Familiar because always feel where to smell, strange is because this breath with a faint fragrance, not like the past on his body.

Su Mo Han's hand gradually falls down, holding on to Ye Fei's back waist. Through her thin clothes, ye Fei can still feel the hot temperature on his palm.

And this temperature seems to be able to infect general, soon, along her back waist gradually spread away, let her whole person begin to heat, cheek also blushed a little bit.

Ye Fei has been side head, did not let him kiss his lips, Su Mo Han also did not give up, gently licked her neck socket, let the originally stiff Ye Fei gradually paralyzed, if not relying on Su Mohan's support, she even doubted that she would slide down the wall.

Su Mohan was no better than that. In less than two years, although he had not become a monk, his life was no different from that of a monk. Now that he is in his arms, he can still hold on to it.