Chapter 89

Chi Huan, "..."

She listened to this, the brain turned a circle, even for a long time do not know what response to make.

She snorted and pretended, "what do you mean, I'm a pet?"

The man chuckles, "isn't it, waiting to be fed, the temper is not small."

Chi Huan raised her chin slightly, " It's just to make you a meal. If it wasn't for your delicious cooking, I wouldn't have eaten it if you wanted to

Mo Qian didn't make any more noise, and his thin lips always held a very light arc.

Beautiful, haughty, lazy, with a small temper of the precious little woman.

He actually looked at her from a long time ago, and from time to time he thought that she was very like the doll cat of the fashionable baby.

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After dinner outside, Mo Shiqian drives Chi Huan back to No. 10 mansion.

At night.

Chi Huan went back to his bedroom from his study to take a bath. When he got to the door, he saw that the 28 inch suitcase he had brought was spread out on the carpet.

Wow.

He really uses the efficiency of space to the extreme.

It's neat, well-organized, well-organized, almost like a stroke from a severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

He washed his hair. Although he dried it and didn't drip any more water, his wet hair fell on his forehead, which made the cold and clean man a little sexier and more ascetic.

He was wearing a black robe and a naked skin on his chest.

"Chi Huan."

"Well Ah? "

Mo Shiqian looks up at her and naturally catches the little woman's random eyes. His eyes squint slightly, but his voice is low and normal. "Where are you going to let me put my clothes and things?"

Chi Huan went to sit down at the end of the bed, picked up the pillow and hugged him, looked down at his suitcase, cleared his throat, pursed his lips and said, "I think your suitcase is very big, you can plug it, and you will always put it in the suitcase."

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He looked up at her without saying a word.

Chi Huan coughed twice again, "if you are not enough, I will take my suitcase back and lend it to you for a while."

"Chi Huan."

"You also know that my apartment is very small. It was originally bought for me to live alone. You have to cram yourself in. It's crowded now."

The man didn't get angry either. "What about your cloakroom?"

"It's full. I'm a star. I can't live without clothes, shoes and bags. It's a small place."

It's not true that her apartment is not big, but it's more than 100 flat no matter how small it is, so it's not really impossible to put it down.

Mo Shiqian put his hand on his knee and said lightly, "my family is big. You pack your things together and move them."

"Then..."

"If you don't think it's enough, change to a villa. I can always afford a villa that can hold you."

Chi Huan, "..."

"I like to live in my small apartment. It's convenient for you to put your suitcase on your" bedside ". Anyway, you don't have many things. You can stuff them all, right?"

Mo Shiqian is going to be laughed by her.

This woman really doesn't clear her brain.

He asked in a flat voice, "can't you move a place to put something for me?"

"Chi Huan's heart is empty," the ground is all your place. "

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

Then moshiqian stood up.

Simple to the most normal action, Chi Huan looks at his body shape and gets up and throws a pillow to run away. "I'll wash it..."

However, before he took two steps, he was easily fished back and thrown into the bed.

Conditionally, moshiqian kneels on her waist, with her left hand on the other side, props up her body and traps her whole body.

The dark and deep eyes stared at her face, the eyebrows and eyes were infected by the evil spirit because of the little smile, and the voice became more and more low and sexy, "Chi Huan, are you doing something?"

Her long hair was curly and thick, spread on the bed like seaweed.

The blush that the face cannot resist because of such ambiguous posture.

Chi Huan kowtows to pan pan pan, "Mo Mo Shiqian Well. "

The man lowers his head and kisses her. Chi Huan just wants to stretch out his hand to push his chest, only to find that he has both hands on his head.

There is no big problem with kissing.

He kisses her from time to time these days, like the most common lover.

The man said shamelessly that she had made some visible progress in kissing.

But kissing and kissing in bed

"Ah Don't pick my clothes... ""No touching there..."

Chi Huan's face is so red that she can shed blood. She can't bear to kiss him and touch her chest every day. She kisses him in bed and stretches him into her skirt

"I don't want to take a bath. I always take off my clothes, eh?"

Chi Huan feels that Mo Shiqian's body is full of hard muscles, only her lips are particularly soft. When she is sticking it behind her ears and talking, she can't stand the exhalation of breath. "Let me see if you are so busy and itchy."

She had a light blow in the head.

There are only two words in my mind, dirty!

She said in a crying voice, "you let me go, I'm going to take a bath..."

She was so soft that she didn't know what she was going to do. The lower abdomen of the man who was just going to teach her a lesson quickly tightened up, and once again her lips were severely blocked by bowed head.

Every time Chi Huan is kissed by him, he will have an instinctive shudder and fear.

What's more, this kind of invasion is like a wolf.

Chi Huan was pressed by him, his lips and tongue were ravaged by him, and his body was stirred by his fingers covered with thin cocoons. No matter how he resisted, he could not suppress his body's reaction.

Even though she had done it several times, she was still blank for a few seconds when the man was sinking.

"Mo Shiqian, you're not a bad guy!"

He gave it a hard top, a little gasping smile. "You called me, Chi Huan."

About knowing that she didn't need to adapt as before, moshiqian almost started his own rhythm when he came up. Every time, he was deep and heavy, which made the women under him whimper off and on.

For a little longer, Chi Huan couldn't stand it.

He peeled her clothes almost, but the shabby bathrobe was still there. She clenched her fingers tightly, and her voice was as thin as a cat's Mo Shiqian, please be careful... "

Mo Shi bowed his head, kissed the thin sweat on her forehead, and then smiled dumb, "Chi Huan, you're useless," he smiled slowly, not even breathing disorderly. "Today in that broken Hotel, do you hear what people call it?"

Chi Huan, "..."

She didn't want to remember, but she did.