Dyed white unconsciously rubbed against Mo Jin's cold chest, like a soft cat, and groaned out two words, "... Mo Chen."

Mo Jin Han stared at the girl in front of him, and the time seemed quiet.

Heart, bursts of pain, pain, almost suffocation.

A frenzy of jealousy.

Mo Chen, who is it!

Mo Jin Han kissed the white lips, gnawed, crazy and unrestrained. Her hoarse voice was like an oath of sovereignty, shouting, "you are mine! Mine!"

The blood spread in the two people's mouths, with a faint fishy smell.

Mo Jinhan butted the girl against the edge of the hot spring and bit out one blue and purple trace after another on the girl's delicate skin, rough and crazy.

"... pain." the girl in her arms frowned uncomfortably. Her white jade arm held Mo Jin's cold and thin waist and moaned softly.

Mo Jin's cold action suddenly stopped, closed her eyes, seemed to be evacuated, so she was full of vitality and sent out a decadent atmosphere.

The head was buried in the dyed white neck socket at the beginning, and the heavy and hot breath was sprayed on the dyed white neck.

What is he doing?

Oh

The girl's skin in her arms is light pink and looks delicious and attractive.

But Mo Jin Han had no desire at all.

She was in his arms, thinking and reading about another man.

Did that man kiss her like him? Hold her like this? What's more, more in-depth.

Mo Jinhan didn't dare to think. The jealousy in his heart almost drove him crazy.

He was afraid and couldn't help but print his mark on the girl's whole body.

More afraid, the girl's disgusting eyes after waking up.

The most ruthless emperor's house, but the emperor also moved his feelings. There was a girl who wanted to take care of her life.

Even if this girl, the person in her heart, is not him.

But also reluctant, hurt half a point.

Mo Jinhan gently kissed again where she had kissed before, with gentle and careful action.

It seems that she is afraid of hurting the girl in her arms.

Dyed white's body trembled gently and gradually woke up. Her hands were powerless against Mo Jin's cold chest, and she gave a soft call, with a hoarse voice,

"Mo Jin is cold."

Hearing the dyed white voice, Mo Jin's cold action stiffened.

She's awake.

Dye Bai hung her head and expressed silence about the intimate contact between the two people.

Behind him, he leaned weakly against the cold wall edge, closed his eyes and gasped slightly.

Mo Jinhan slowly released the arm that imprisoned dye's white waist, and his voice was low and hoarse, "sorry."

Dyed white pursed her lips and bowed her head.

The maid who came bowed her head and handed over two sets of clothes, then stepped back.

After a moment of silence, Mo Jin Han whispered, "let me help you wear it."

Dyed white shook his head, and the corners of his lips evoked a habitual arc of laughter, "No."

However, dyed white's body was paralyzed. Facts proved that he couldn't move.

Dyed white: "

Mo Jinhan dressed herself, picked up dye white, picked up the clothes around her and changed it for dye white.

Fingertips occasionally touched the girl's soft skin and soon retracted their hands.

Ranbai looks at Mo Jin's cold drooping eyebrows and eyes, in a trance.

Just now, in a trance, she saw those very familiar eyes. Who was the owner?

But in her memory, there was no such person.

Mo Jinhan looked at ran Bai in a trance. Her slender fingers, like jade, suddenly clenched her belt, her knuckles turned white, and her heart was extremely sour.

Who is she thinking? Miss that man?

What is he better than that man?

Mo Jinhan encircled the dyed white waist from behind and tied the belt.

The girl's soft body shows a faint fragrance, which makes people sink.

However, Mo Jin Han did not dare to hold her for a while.

After the clothes were put on, dyed white came back.

By the way, where's the medicine???