Chapter 340

There are many kinds of aphrodisiacs.

Light, heavy, slow, quick, short, long.

Will produce hallucinations, and will not produce hallucinations.

Mo Shiqian put in red wine, it belongs to, the effect is light, attack is slow But the type of effect that lasts.

Chi Huan listens to the beep of the cell phone being hung up, and has no idea in his mind. He throws the cell phone to the side at any time, raises his eyelids and looks at mother Li. He says lightly, "I know. Go out first. I'll rush myself later."

Li Ma is not at ease with her. Although she promised, she was too tired to be cool.

"But..."

"Go out now. I'm not used to being naked in front of others."

"Ah Then I'll go down and make ginger tea for you. When I come back, I hope you've made it Otherwise, I will call Mr. Mo again. "

What Chi Huan didn't say was just a word.

Li Ma even looked at her for a few eyes, or took the door out.

Until vaguely heard that the bedroom door was also taken, Chi Huan reached for the edge of the bathtub and stood up from the cold water with his body propped up.

When I just soaked in it, I felt the pain of stabbing bones and pricking nerves. After soaking for an hour, her flesh and blood had become numb.

She wiped her body casually and walked out of the bathroom with a bathrobe.

Still feel indescribable affliction and discomfort, just not so strong, in the category of barely able to endure.

When Li Ma comes in with ginger tea and knocks at the door, Chi Huan is already curled up in the quilt, with her eyes closed like sleeping.

Li Ma put ginger tea on the head of the bed, reached out and touched her hand. It was so cold that she was shocked immediately.

"Miss Chi, did you just take a hot bath? How can your hands be so cold?"

She quietly closed her eyes, no response, eyelashes did not move.

Li Ma is worried about her cold. After thinking about it, she reaches out to push her. "Miss Chi Get up and drink the ginger soup first, or you will catch cold. "

Just when Mama Li thought that she could not wake up, the woman in the bed opened her eyes again and looked at her slowly. "Let's keep it cool. I'll drink it later."

"But..."

"I want to go to bed. Go out and leave me alone."

She has such an attitude. After all, she is the hostess of the family. Li Ma dare not interfere too much. Go downstairs and call Mo Shiqian, because Chi Huan seems to be ill.

"Then have a good rest."

After Li Ma went out, Chi Huan's eyes closed quickly.

Her head was heavy and she was still very sick.

The man's face is all over his head.

Indifferent, gentle, doting, and he broke her hand Let her not be unreasonable.

It's like walking around and watching the flowers. I don't know if it's the missing of etching bones or the bitterness of complaining

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Li Ma just picked up the landline next to the sofa to dial the ink when Qian's phone, heard the sound of the car's engine in the yard.

She put off the phone, ready to go out to see, just out of the car to see the man who came down from the car, long legs striding towards this side quickly. His beautiful face was extremely tight, and the clouds were heavy.

Mo Shiqian enters the door, glances at mother Li when changing shoes, and her voice is especially heavy, "how is she?"

"Miss Chi said she wanted to sleep Tell us not to disturb. I made ginger tea for her. I don't know if she drank it... "

When he had finished, the man who had changed his shoes had strided towards the stairway.

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Push open the door of the bedroom, Mo Shiqian can see a bulge on the bed at a glance, and the nervous tension in his heart finally loosens a few points.

Although he knew that she was in the bedroom.

But when he saw it with his own eyes, he felt a heart returning to the distance.

Take the door with you, Mo Shiqian goes to the bedside.

The ginger tea on the head of the bed is still steaming, and the air is also floating with light ginger flavor.

A woman's face is buried in a soft pillow, her eyes are closed and her eyebrows are frowned tightly. I don't know what nightmares she has had in her sleep, or whether she is very uncomfortable.

Her arm is outside the quilt, and the man reaches for it.

Soft and boneless, cool and without temperature.

Two words came out of the man's throat, "happy."

She didn't wake up and her eyebrows didn't stretch.

Mo modestly twisted her eyebrows, held her fingers to her lips, and the warm thin lips rolled on each of her fingers one by one.

Chi Huan's consciousness is chaotic and fuzzy, but she can still feel something wet and soft brushing her fingers, tickling, and trying to tick out the crazy impulse that she is not easy to press down.She frowned more and drew her hand back.

Mo Shiqian looks at her taking back her hand. She doesn't even know whether she wants to return to the quilt or not. She gets up and clings to her body. The clear and discerning masculine atmosphere envelops her.

Chi Huan opens his eyes.

She looked at him, close at hand, less than a centimeter away, but her eyes were lax, like the focus was not focused on his face at all.

The man's slightly thick fingers caressed her cheek, and his deep voice coaxed her dumb, "darling, Huan Huan, you get up and drink ginger tea first Li Ma said you were in cold water. "

"Mo Shiqian..."

He whispered, "sorry."

The man said, reaching for her and trying to hug her.

Her body is soft, and sometimes it gives the illusion of weakness.

Her body is still cold, and the low temperature is like a clear accusation of his mistake.

He suddenly couldn't remember what he was thinking when he left.

Even if she didn't really drink the glass of red wine with material, she had hoped that he would stay in a low voice Even if it's a lie, so what.

If she wants him to stay, he should stay instead of looking for other women.

He had seen with his own eyes that Moxi had made such a mistake.

I also know how much harm such a mistake will do to her, just like her original feelings for Moxi The exterior looks motionless and has already collapsed from the inside.

The clearer the idea, the harder he was to hold the woman's arm.

It's like trying to squeeze her baby into her own blood.

Chi Huan feels pain and also feels uncomfortable Out of instinct, he struggled hard to push him away.

"Let go of me..."

She did hurt because he was so strong.

She's really upset

His breath, voice, and even such seamless fit distance made her restless and restless again under the piercing cold pressure of desire and emptiness.

The consciousness is vague, but the thinking is clear and clear.