Chapter 366

The woman raised her face in his arms, only a few hairs floating on her white face.

She nodded. "If it makes you feel better, it will."

Make him feel better?

Mo Shiqian looks down at the beautiful face with the light and dark interlaced. Listening to her, it seems that there is a kind of hand reaching into his chest, and then holding his heart to death.

There is no other feeling, only heavy suffocation.

He looked down at her, breathing more and more hurried and heavy, because of the heart quickly spread out of the desolation and emptiness, once again bite her lips.

This time there is no longer the taste of kissing. It's pure nibbling.

It's like hate, or letting go.

She has never struggled, as if she didn't feel pain.

It's not that it doesn't hurt, it's just that it doesn't hurt as much as the pain in the heart.

Before she read novels and TV dramas, it was often said that she used physical pain to relieve mental and spiritual pain, which she thought was farting.

How can pain ease another kind of pain? It's obvious that it's only right to add pain to the pain.

It really can.

If it makes him feel better, she really doesn't care.

But obviously not.

Before she was found, Mo was tortured with fear and anxiety.

He didn't expect that after finding her, the torture could be escalated.

In the end, moshiqian didn't choose to ask for her here. Although he wanted very much, his mind was full of images of occupying him violently, but

Most of the amusement park cameras don't turn off at night.

Even if he doesn't mind playing the live spring palace in the evening, he can't tolerate her being seen in love.

The man's action is not gentle to pull her sweater back, and will be peeled off on the ground to pick up the coat, re wrapped in her body.

Not gentle, even rough, handsome face is gloomy and horrible, can not see warmth.

"And the scarf?"

Chi Huan looked at him, moved his lips to answer slowly, "where did you forget to put it?"

He asked coldly, "are you here all day?"

She nodded slowly again.

Great hidden in the city, the amusement park from the morning will line up a long line, people do not need more, she casually look for a dead corner of monitoring, a sitting is a whole day will not be noticed.

It's also hard to find.

Mo Shiqian's lips gave a sneer of mockery, but his hands pulled off the scarf on his neck -

when he went out, he saw that he was wearing less and knew that it was impossible for him to change clothes, so this scarf had to be worn by him. Chi Huan watched his expressionless face wrap the scarf with body temperature around her neck.

Then she was hugged horizontally.

"Mo Shiqian..."

He fingers hard, indifferent way, "Chi Huan, I am very tired today, do not want to hear you say a word."

Chi Huan purses her lips, and her heart is as thick as a needle.

There are several bodyguards waiting in the parking area outside the playground.

Seeing them coming out, I immediately opened the door.

Mo Shiqian took her to the copilot, raised his hand and closed the car door, and threw a word at the bodyguards indifferently, "don't follow me anymore, go back and tell the fashion for me. Everything has been settled, and let my parents have a rest earlier."

"Yes."

He got around the front of the car, sat in the driver's seat, and drove back.

He obviously didn't plan to take her back to the villa. Chi Huan didn't know where he would take her, but he didn't ask.

The city has passed zero, the street lights are on alone, so quiet that you can only hear the wind whistling by.

Forty minutes later, the car stopped at the parking lot of a high-end community.

Chi Huan looks at the outside, very strange, but unfamiliar with the familiar.

This is Xishan mansion.

The man got out of the car, opened the door, put his finger on her wrist, and directly dragged her out of the car.

Yes, it's drag.

He has long legs. If Chi Huan doesn't speed up his pace to keep up with him, he will be forced to follow him.

He didn't say a word to her, nor did she.

When the door opened and he changed his shoes, he still didn't let go.

Through the living room and bathroom, Chi Huan was almost thrown into the bathroom before he released her hand.

At last the light was so bright that they could see each other's faces.

"Bath."

"Mo Shiqian..."

"Take a bath. Don't force me to wash it for you."

She didn't even finish reading his name, and the man had taken the door handle and brought the bathroom door. Obviously, he didn't want to hear what she said or give her a chance to talk.

"Bang", the sound of closing the door is not light.

Xishan mansion has been uninhabited for a long time. It's cold and clean. At first glance, it looks clean, but at a closer look, it can be found that it's covered with a layer of light ash.…………

When Chi Huan came out wrapped in a bath towel, the man had packed the bedroom and changed all the bedding on the bed.

The curtain was not closed. Through the floor to ceiling window, she could see the tall and straight figure standing on the balcony. The cigarette end was shining brightly in the dark. She could also see the slowly curling smoke around him with the night.

He stood there, unspeakable loneliness and loneliness.

She always knew that moshiqian didn't smoke very often, except when she was in a bad mood.

I don't know if I heard her opening the door or felt her sight. Chi Huan stood by the bed for less than a minute, then he turned around and looked at her.

The blue and white smoke came out between the nose and the thin lips. Half of the cigarettes were caught in the middle. She looked at her through the glass of the French window, and then directly snuffed out half of the cigarettes that had not been smoked and threw them into the trash can.

At last, he pushed open the door and came in. He closed it again.

The long legs came directly to her, the strong hands grabbed her waist, pushed her directly into the bed, and then bullied her body. The tall and heavy body covered the soft and fragrant body of the woman.

The whole process was completed in one go without any pause.

Seaweed like long hair spread on the dark blue bed, like a banshee in the sea.

Red lips have been bitten by men's traces, which add to the delicate and pitiful taste.

The bath towel only covers from the chest to the buttocks, shoulders, collarbones, white legs, all exposed to the air, and the eye base of men.

No dialogue, no communication, no eye contact.

There's no foreplay.

Mo Shiqian directly pulls the only bath towel on her body, pulls off the belt, and sinks into it.

Her present physical condition, has the foreplay to be useless, moreover is not at all.

When entering her body, he always looked down at her face.

Naturally and clearly, she saw her facial features wrinkled in an instant, her face inclined to be buried in the soft bed, and her fingers were also grasping the sheet hard because of pain and discomfort.

He gave a sneer.

This patient gesture, as if he had bullied her.