After a long silence, Chi Huan suddenly asked, "what are you going to do with your fiancee?"

This question Mo Shi Qian didn't hesitate very much, lightly replied, "the engagement is cancelled."

She turned her head again and looked at him firmly. "What if I don't need you in jail?"

For her words, he remained silent for three seconds, "the same."

His engagement with the full moon is bound to be cancelled.

Chi Huan looks at him. He has short black hair, a handsome and impeccable face. He is calm and cool, with his upper body bareheaded There are sharp scratches on the chest and teeth marks on the shoulders. No doubt, they all come from her.

Remember last night, her red lips slowly pursed.

Yingbai small feet from the gray carpet slowly moved past, into the ink when the eyes, close to his legs, finally, on his knees.

Mo Shiqian looks at her movements, motionless, and squints slowly.

Across a layer of cloth, the woman's soft feet were crawling on his thighs. He didn't stop her or say anything, but his breath became heavier.

Chi Huan stood at a high position, rubbed his legs like fun and watched his slowly rising reaction -

"I thought how hard it was for you to seduce him."

Mo Shiqian stared at the foot. Her feet were small, white and thin. She could hold one hand in her hand and deliberately rubbed against him. She was inexplicably comfortable and tortured.

He said in a hoarse voice, "I'll turn myself in. You should clean up. Someone will take you to make up and change your wedding dress later..."

The last word came to an abrupt end, and the man's original action of getting up stopped, because that foot fell on his crotch. Mo Shiqian's breath sank suddenly, looking up at the woman sitting at the end of the bed.

She was wearing his shirt, black, very broad, against her extraordinarily thin, extraordinarily charming.

When she was finished, she was naked, tired and confused, but she kept arguing to put on clothes and sleep. Her clothes were thrown into the living room by him, so he picked up the shirt still under the bed and wrapped it for her.

She stopped, closed her eyes and sobbed.

"Surrender?" Chi Huan's eyes are low, his lips are crimson, his legs are shining white, and his crotch has been scratched for a while. "I don't need you to surrender to prison. I give you two choices. First, you should pay back my innocence. Second, you should be my man - responsible for what you did last night."

He raised his eyes and looked at her. The bedroom was quiet for a long time before the faint voice of the man began to sound, "normal men will choose the second."

"And you?"

"Of course I am."

Chi Huan took back her feet and looked out of the window at the rain instead of her. "Of course, I'm younger and richer than your fiancee. There's pie in the sky. Only cowards don't eat it."

Moshiqian didn't explain anything, but he got up.

When Chi Huan realized that the man's breath was coming and looking back, her pretty face was close. "I can promise to be your man, which is more in line with your requirements than Moxi, but"

his voice is light and slow, his arms are propped up on her two sides, covering her in his arms. "I have two conditions."

"Conditions?" Chi Huan almost doubted that he had heard the wrong thing

"Although the decision is made by you, the rules still need to be obeyed. My requirements for women are very simple. First, you should keep a distance with any other man during your stay with me."

Chi Huan listened to the low voice that he almost pasted on her ear. After nearly half a minute, she said, "what's the second?"

"Second, I'm a man."

Chi Huan thought that she could understand.

Her eyes widened, her lips almost trembled with anger, "Mo Shiqian, you..."

How dare he ask her to go to bed with him?

When Mo modestly hooked his lips and smiled low, "don't you want me because last night, I made you a high tide, and you always think you are a cold personality?"

Chi Huan's pupil is enlarged, and then he wants to shake his hand without a slap.

But this time, her wrist was cut in the air by a man, and her voice was so dumb and sexy that she always said, "the first slap, you beat me to occupy you, the second, you beat me to think of you, this one Because I tell you the truth and make you angry? "

Chi Huan's face is white with anger. The red and white are interlaced badly.

He smiled lightly again. "Besides, if there are women who can't touch, I'd better go to jail instead of being a slave, eh? "

She clenched her lips and her wrist was in the palm of the man's hand.

"Let me go!"

Mo Shiqian looks at her face and loosens her fingers.

Chi Huan kneads her wrist, though he doesn't really hurt her. She looks down and says in a cold voice, "you want to sleep with me, yes, but what do you give me for my body?""As long as you want, as long as I have, as long as you want, as long as I can." ? Chi Huan was stunned for a second, then looked up at him.

His eyes, as always, were deep, indifferent, and silent.

In the moment when the line of sight is up, her fingers on the mattress curl up slightly.

"Good."

With that, Chi Huan reached out and pushed him. He didn't let him be so close to him. Even his breath was drowned by the smell on his body.

I'm hungry. Go and buy me breakfast

When Mo modestly straightened up his body, asked in a low mute voice, "what would you like to eat?"

She picked it up, "xiaolongbao, Hongdou porridge, fried dumplings, barbecue, noodles, sushi, toast, pizza, poached eggs, sandwiches, milk, soymilk..."

The man listened to her quietly and said, "all you want?"

"I didn't have dinner last night. Now I want everything."

He nodded and said lightly, "OK, but I can't remember. Say it again."

Chi Huan immediately gets angry. She said it casually. How could she remember, "I don't care. If I don't say it twice, you can do it yourself."

The man didn't say much, just said, "OK, I'll buy it," he looked down at her and said in a hoarse voice, "take off your clothes and put them on for me, eh?"

Chi Huan, "..."

She felt uncomfortable now. She had only one dress on her whole body, inside and outside. There was no clothes close to her body. She was picked down and thrown into the living room by the man who suddenly fell in love.

She got up, went to the wardrobe and took out her underwear and home clothes - most of her other clothes were in the cloakroom.

I went into the bathroom with my clothes in my arms. Of course, I didn't forget to close the door.

A few minutes later, Mo Shiqian knocked on the door and asked in a low voice, "pass me the clothes?"

A woman's voice soon sounded inside, "I'm sorry, it got wet accidentally."