Chapter 122

Chi Huan doesn't want to talk to him or talk to him. He feels angry when he looks at him.

She got up and did not look at him. She would get up and leave if she went around him.

However, before he passed by, his arm was pulled by the man, and then he was taken directly into his arms.

She struggles, but the man encircles her waist from the back, imprisons her whole body in the bosom, and his low and deep voice sounds from the top of his head, "so, you are quarreling with me?"

Her face was not happy. "You let me go!"

Mo Shiqian how can she let go, hold her gently and sit down, hold her person in her own leg, "come on, make it clear, what's your temper?"

What's her temper?

What have you done to lose your heart?

She's not a professional actor as natural as he is.

Chi Huan didn't feel angry before, or didn't realize that he was angry.

At this time, I felt that I was so angry that I could hardly shake my fingers, especially when I was held in his arms like this, staring at my eyes and yelling angrily, "let go of your hand!"

The man's arm is motionless.

Chi Huan is always calm and calm on his face. Looking at her is like looking at a grumpy little woman's attitude, which makes her hair fly. "Do you understand people or not?"

The man's dark eyes stared at her, and asked lightly, "you quarreled with your father, angered me?"

Chi Huan is usually a little as a young lady, as well as a little woman's small temper, but they are not big.

It's not common to look so angry.

"I didn't lose my temper. You take your hands off me!"

She didn't mean to let go of him. Chi Huan struggled instinctively and even wanted to wriggle out of his arms.

The woman's body is soft and the most comfortable temperature is maintained indoors, so she doesn't wear much, let alone chihuan is sitting on him now, and the body will rub against him without any reason once it's twisted

After a few rubs back and forth like this, there will be a reaction soon.

Chi Huan suddenly felt that a pretty face turned from red to black and from black to red. She couldn't believe that he could

He pressed her on the bed last night and asked for her roughly this afternoon.

The man's lower body is full of fighting spirit. His handsome face is still calm and indifferent, but his low voice is so hoarse that he reveals his patience and stares at her. "If you continue to twist, you can only wait until I finish eating if you want to."

What does this food stand for It goes without saying.

Chi Huan's face is red and white, but she really dare not move again. Her face is so red that she can bleed, but her water is very beautiful.

She looked up at the handsome face of the man, biting her lips and asked, "do you think about these things all over your head, because when you were with Liang, she didn't satisfy you, and I made you happy, so you were with me, just good to me?"

When Mo looked at her with humble eyes, her thin lips pursed a faint smile.

See the man does not speak, she willow eyebrow horizontal erect, "speak, mute?"

He nodded slightly. "Well, she didn't satisfy me."

Chi Huan bites her lips again, but makes no sound.

The man's tone remained the same, and he said, "you do make me happy."

Chi Huan's face continued to look ugly.

He has two thin lips with a shallow arc and a thin lazy voice line. "But I'm full of these things, isn't it a little wrong?"

She bowed her head, glanced at the bulge of the man's eyes, and said with a strained face, "wrong? First of all Get this thing down! "

Pestle here, she felt the heart beat speechless at a glance, and didn't know how to put it all over her body.

When Mo Shiqian stared at her, she looked so hot that she could hardly breathe. She smiled lightly, "I can't let it go down."

"You..."

He leaned a few inches closer to her, his lips and breath were spraying in her ears, and his voice was under the delusion of bewitchment, "you can get it down, you can come."

Chi Huan blurted out a word without passing through his brain, "how do you let me deal with my hand injury?"

Mo modestly raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes fell on her red face without making a sound.

Chi Huan feels that he is staring at her lips. Maybe he is also staring at her lips.

Her voice suddenly sharpened, "Mo Shiqian, don't even think about it, you are disgusted!"

If she can use her hand, she will break it!

"I'm sick? What did I say? " He looked at her funny, "Chi Huan, what are you thinking?"

Chi Huan, "..."

She turned her face and tried to get down from him, but she didn't dare to twist it any more. Moreover, she found that the man was not obedient at all in private and could not be domineering.

Li Ma is just knocking at the door with her meal.Chi Huan immediately turned back and said angrily, "you still don't let me go."

Mo Shiqian put his hand around her waist and said plainly, "come in."

Li Ma came in with the meal and saw them "sitting on top of each other" at a glance. But after noon, she was not surprised. She just couldn't help but smile and put down the meal and went out immediately.

The man is holding soup, light look at her one eye, "stop making, finish the meal."

Is she noisy?

"Don't eat, don't eat, I just don't eat. How many times do you need me to tell you?"

Chi Huan thinks that she is like a child of several years old. She is very childish, but she just can't control it.

Mo Shiqian looked at her for a few seconds, put the soup bowl in his hand again, and said it was not heavy, but it was a little cold and heavy, "Chi Huan."

He narrowed his eyes and calmly spit out her name. "I can't coax women, and I don't know what you're doing. Either, you can tell me what's causing you to lose your temper directly, or you can eat your dinner with your mouth open. Otherwise, I don't mind feeding you this meal with disgust."

The grievance in my heart is like the rising tide, which seems to fog in my eyes.

The man raised his hand, held her half face with one hand, or slowed down his voice a little bit, "what's your temper, eh?"

She bit her lips harder and harder. "Can't you forget Liang's full moon?"

He said lightly, "No."

"You lie."

The man looked down at her. "Really."

She lowered her voice. "Maybe you can't forget, but you don't know, or you don't admit it in your heart."

Mo Shiqian looks at her angry face and smiles, "Chi Huan, I know better than you that a man can't forget what a woman looks like - either never mention it, or never love it, or grab it back at all costs."

Chi Huan was stunned. He had an illusion that when he said the last sentence, there was a layer of invisible cold in his eyes.