Chapter 118

After waiting for a long time, Chi Huan didn't see him move, just wanted to turn around to urge him. Next second, his waist was held by the man's hand, and the whole man retreated, his bare back against the man's chest.

Warm kisses were all around her shoulders and neck.

He kisses heavily, leaving deep or shallow marks everywhere he goes. His breath falls on her skin so hot that it's almost a breath of illusion.

Chi Huan is stunned for a short time, "Mo Shiqian..."

The man put her back on the closet with his hands on her waist and kissed her with his head down. He was absorbed in it.

She was trapped.

Behind Chi Huan is the wardrobe. He holds her waist with one hand, clasps her back head spoon with the other hand, kisses her lips, her chin, her neck, and then to the clavicle, including the softness under the clavicle.

It's like being infatuated with every inch of her skin.

There was no way to struggle or escape. He could only kiss.

Her hands were held up, and it didn't feel right anywhere, so she was so stiff in the air that the nerve endings of her whole body could only feel his lips and tongue.

The sense organ is a strong contradiction, which is incarcerated and occupied by men. There is also an indescribable Control and mastery.

She could feel his out of control in his disordered, rapid breathing and heavy grip.

Letting moshiqian out of control will give her a sense of achievement, because he seems to be a man with too much self-control.

The situation is out of control.

Once Mo Shiqian loses control, Chi Huan is even more impossible to control the situation.

In the end, she was forced to do it by a man.

There are also servants knocking on the door to ask them to go down for dinner

This time, he seemed to be stimulated by something. He had to be especially fierce and ruthless. He hit the deepest place one by one, hoping to penetrate him thoroughly again and again.

Make Chi Huan cry and beg again, he also does not want to end, and did not put the gentle meaning.

When he was finally satisfied, Chi Huan was so angry that he was about to fight him.

Mo Shiqian's eyes are sharp and her hands are fast. She cuts her wrists in the mid air, raises her eyebrows, has a low voice, and there is an evil spirit in her smile that hasn't been dispelled yet. "Hands are not afraid of pain?"

Her hand can't hurt anywhere. In the process, no matter how crazy he was, he never forgot to hold her hand. In the ordinary way, she had already grabbed the scratches on his chest and back.

Chi Huan blushed and was so angry that he said nothing. "Ink is modest. Do you need too much? When you are young, when you are old, you will have kidney deficiency."

He's really in great demand. If she doesn't give it to him, he can get angry at any time. She thinks he's in his prime, hungry and thirsty. It's only last night He can be so crazy in the daytime.

The servants who knock at the door must know what they are doing inside!

The man lowers his head and kisses her red face. He cleans up the mess without hesitation, leans his thin lips against her ears, emits ambiguous breath, and smiles, "Chi Huan, you really hope that I am indifferent when you are not wearing clothes, eh?"

Is he right?

Chi Huan suddenly remembered that in the Wenhai Hotel, she had taken the medicine and was pressed by him in the cold water of the bathtub for a whole night. She threw herself at him without touching her hair. She doubted whether she was too unattractive as a woman

She looked at the man who dressed her carefully. "I don't wear clothes. I wear pants below and bra above. Don't make excuses. Didn't you react when you saw me before?"

He glanced down at her with a smile on his lips. "I didn't respond. Are you disappointed?"

"You are shameless."

Maybe it is to pay attention to the wound on her hand. When Mo Shiqian dressed her, she was very gentle, especially compared with the ferocity and waves just now.

After putting on her sweater and taking her long hair out of her clothes, she said, "go down to eat."

"I have a sore back and a sore leg."

The man raised her face with his fingers, rubbed her chin with his fingers, and smiled with his voice. "How could I not find that you are so coquettish before?"

Chi Huan looks at Jiao Jiao, but at most, she will only act in front of Yao Jie and Ning leisurely. Otherwise, she will either pretend or just maintain her personal settings in front of the media.

In front of the pool saddle, there are thorns all over the body, let alone in front of Moxi.

She is the most sensible in front of Moxi, even if she is coquettish.

Chi Huan pulls his face and turns around unhappily.

Before going out for two steps, he was picked up by the man who caught up with him in the next step, with a faint smile on his head. "If you want me to hold you, I will hold you."

"I just want to have a rest."

With such obvious duplicity, moshiqian naturally didn't bother to tear it down. He took her outside the cloakroom and went downstairs.

The servant is an elderly aunt. Looking at the young couple, she feels a little sticky and hot. She is in the cloakroom in the daytimeAfter a dry cough, he picked up Chi Huan's cell phone and greeted him. "Miss Chi, your cell phone rang several times just now. Someone should call you. Would you like to go back to see if there is anything important?"

Chi Huan can't take it. Mo Shiqian puts her down. He takes the mobile phone with one hand and says in a low voice, "let the kitchen serve the food to the table."

"Oh, yes."

Chi Huan tells him the password to lock the screen and open the address book. There are two missed calls. There are no notes.

She looked cold. She knew both numbers.

Mo Shiqian naturally knew all of them, but he only asked lightly, "do you want to call back?"

Chi Huan glanced at him and said, "go back to the second one."

The man looked at her with low eyes. His eyes were warm and light, but his displeasure was obvious.

Chi Huan looked back and said, "why not fight?"

Mo Shiqian doesn't say a word. He points, dials the phone, and presses hands-free.

It will be connected there soon.

A few seconds later, the low, slightly hoarse and tired voice of Moxi rang out, "Chi Huan."

Chi Huan occasionally raises her eyes, and can bump into the man's silent gaze at her.

Her tone was flat. "What's up?"

There was silence for a few seconds. "My mother said your hand was burned."

"Oh, yes."

After another pause, he whispered, "I'm sorry."

"It's nothing to do with your mother, but if you can let her stop bothering me, I'll thank you," she said faintly

"Well, I apologize for her."

Moxigu's voice is very few. I can imagine that his current mood is low and decadent. Su yabing's event is supposed to give him a big blow.

"Is there anything else?"

"Are you really with moshiqian?"

"Chi Huan laughs," you won't break with Su yabing. Now you want to come back and chase me