Chapter 808

Late night hotel, wrapped by a black landscape.

Mo Jincheng stood on the balcony, gazing at the scenery outside the window for a long time.

Behind, is already lying on the bed to rest the square.

That night, like a dark light, shining in the memory of the depths.

With an ambiguous light.

And that night, she brought him all the sweetness that he had never seen before, which he still remembered after such a long time.

Mo Jincheng enters the room slowly.

Go to the square.

He squatted down and looked at the unsuspecting woman sleeping in front of him with a frustrated smile.

Does this woman know how fatally she affects herself.

He held out his hand and pinched her face in a bad way.

Soft skin, as if can pinch water.

Mo Jincheng leaned down, nose slightly close to the square nose.

He fixed his eyes on the round eyelashes.

The long eyelashes cover her eyes. I can't see whether she is really asleep or

He propped up beside the bed and suddenly felt that he was funny at the moment.

Careful, like the best treasure in the world, but afraid of this treasure suddenly disappeared in front of my eyes.

"Fangyuan..."

The magnetic voice murmured in the room.

It's like the boiling water, filling the body's cold quickly.

In the dream the square circle slightly wrinkled brow gently stretches.

Mouth slightly upward, it seems to be a dream.

Mo Jincheng smiles, thin lips gently grasp the red lips, like a playful child, gently nibbling the delicate lips.

Fang Yuan is still in the dream.

Clumsy tongue, unconsciously gently licked lip.

But he was seized by a powerful force.

She can't move her tongue at all.

Fang Yuan was a little anxious, but in her sleep she didn't know what had happened.

Mo Jincheng also does not care about many, began to dominate the food in front of him.

Fang Yuan let out a sound of Ying Ning.

The mind is still in a daze.

Mo Jincheng's hand has already stretched to her clothes.

He took off his clothes and his burning eyes almost burned the people on the bed.

However -

Fang Yuan didn't know that the danger had been eroded by the night.

Still in the dream to find a good home.

Cold fingers, teasing the sleeping body.

The pink color in Fangyuan's dream suddenly changed.

It turns black.

And she was tied to the chair, standing in front of her was a ferocious old man Li Donglin.

He laughed horribly, his yellow teeth wrapped in his thick lips, and said darkly, "you can't escape the palm of my hand all your life!"

Fang Yuan wants to open his eyes, but his eyes seem to be pressed by the heavy iron stone.

Want to cry for help, but the mouth seems to be stuck by some super glue.

She looked at the man in front of her in horror.

I want to get rid of it.

However, no matter how she looked away, Li Donglin looked like a ghost.

"Go away Go away... "

She kept repeating these two words, sweating and frightened.

Mo Jincheng, who is planning to take further actions, quickly gets up, hugs Fang Yuan tightly, and pattes her on the shoulder like a child.

As if to feel the touch of Mo Jincheng, the square in the dream gradually quiets down.

Just that tightly wrinkled brow, but never let go.

Mo Jincheng draws out a tissue and gently wipes the cold sweat on Fang Yuan's forehead with a sigh.

Are you very resistant to his contact?

Seeing that Fang Yuan has gradually loosened his eyebrows, Mo Jincheng gets up from the bed in pain, turns on the tap and takes a cold shower.

The cold water, however, did not water his deep passion.

The scorching temperature, in the cold water again and again, it's hard to get the temperature down.

He sat on the sofa and looked painfully at the woman sleeping in bed.

Every time I look at her, I have a strong desire.

It's really a grinding goblin.

Mo Jincheng closed his eyes deeply and lay on the sofa. His mind was full of square and round shapes.

I suddenly remember a sentence I saw a long time ago.

When we are together, I still miss you.

Even face to face, I still miss you. This kind of missing, like a burning light, burns me, but I don't feel the pain of burning at all. Instead, I feel the joy of rebirth.Mo Jincheng opens his eyes and looks at the stars in the sky.

This is probably the joy of rebirth.

He turned his head and looked at the square lying on the bed.

Close your eyes slowly.

Continue to sink in the night.

……

The next morning.

Fang Yuan gets up from sleep.

After a stretch, she found that everything around her was not right.

This is

Fang Yuan's vision falls on Lying beside her

Mo Jincheng!

Ah, ah!

Why does Mo Jincheng lie beside her?

Last night They Fang Yuan quickly reached for his clothes and found that they were all there.

Wait.

It's like Underwear It's untied.

She turned her hand and touched the button of her underwear. Sure enough, the button was untied.

Is it

What is mo Jincheng's solution?

Fang Yuan's face was pale.

No way.

Mo Jincheng doesn't look like such a person.

But now that you're all sleeping together, how do you explain?

Maybe Maybe I fell asleep and untied myself, which has nothing to do with anyone?

Yes, maybe that's what happened. I felt in the way when I was sleeping, so I untied it myself.

Well, that's it.

Square circle

Mo Jincheng wakes up by the movement of Fang Yuan. He opens his sleepy eyes and says to Fang Yuan: "good morning."

Then turn around and go back to sleep.

At the moment of turning around, Fang Yuan found that

Mo Jincheng is not dressed!

Beautiful lines extend all the way from the neck to the strong waist, all the way

Stop, stop, stop!

That's not the point, the point is!

He was naked with her Lying together!

"Good morning Fang Yuan weakly greets Mo Jincheng, thinking about how to ask.

After thinking about it for a long time, I can't open my mouth.

Mo Jincheng turns his head and just sees Fang Yuan's look. He says with a smile, "what's the matter?"

His smile, like the warm sun outside the window, but at the moment, the heart is only a round gray.

Ouch.

How to face him in the future?

Mo Jincheng: "what

Fang Yuan muster up courage, and then muster up courage, and then muster up courage.

"Last night, we We We We What happened? "