She lowered her head and bit on the man's shoulder, biting off a piece of meat like anger. "Can't you finish and drink water?"

"You're useless. How can I know when I'll finish it?"

She's useless?

Chi Huan doesn't want to communicate with the man who doesn't want to have half a face.

She clenched her lips and didn't answer his questions. She closed her mouth and closed her eyes. She felt so tired. She just leaned on the man's shoulder and tossed with him.

Moshiqian stopped and looked down at her. "Your apartment is almost 300 square meters. If you want me to hold you and walk around the room, you can say it directly."

"In the restaurant."

The man raised his eyebrows and glanced at the restaurant. It was easy to see where it was.

As soon as he got to the door, he saw the food at that table.

Soup, meat, vegetable, several kinds, very rich.

If it's not cold, it's probably full of color and fragrance.

Mo Shiqian's eyes became cold in a moment.

Of course, he didn't think it was made by Chi Huan himself. He didn't even think about the possibility.

As a child, she was a miss Qianjin who could not touch yangchunshui. Even when they were together, she once cooked a meal, but it was only once

Although he didn't eat or even see it, what level can be imagined.

He thought that even if she was with Yin, it was just the beginning. Otherwise, he would not send her back and leave within a few minutes

So this is Have you entered the room yet?

He clenched his lips and let out a cold smile from his throat

Chi Huan frowned, knowing that he had misunderstood, and was too lazy to explain.

"Aren't you here for water?"

"Just like the man who can cook?"

Chi Huan feels that he is not happy again.

She didn't want to talk to him, but she couldn't ignore the sensory stimulation amplified by grinding.

"Moshiqian, can you just order it?"

The man ignored her and didn't go to the place to pick up the water. Instead, he went to the dining table and put her on the table There is no separation.

Cool

Chi Huan opened his eyes wide, didn't know what he wanted to do, and looked at him in panic, "what are you doing?"

He's really getting more and more abnormal than she thought and imagined.

The man glanced at the food and said lightly, "I'm tired. I'll have a rest. You know it's very tired to walk like this."

Chi Huan, "..."

When a man is playing with you, there is no limit. Except for being more rogue than him, he can only choose to shut up.

She turned her face aside.

Mo Shiqian doesn't care either. One hand goes over her waist and gets closer. The other hand reaches directly behind her.

It took a while for Chi Huan to react. He was eating the food she cooked.

And it's directly by hand.

She looked at him, this behavior should not be in line with the etiquette of President Gao Leng, but his slow and orderly appearance was very elegant, a slowly tasting gesture.

Then frown, showing a critical look, look light way, "meat fried old."

Chi Huan, "..."

Then he picked up the green vegetables again, and when he was picky, he was still a little bit light, and he did not look down on them

Chi Huan, "..."

"It's not for you to eat. What are you picky about?"

"No level is no level, can't say?"

Chi Huan, "..."

She was annoyed.

She has been cooking for several years. In order to make a living when she has no money, she can't afford the delicious food in the hotel outside. She can't afford the cheap food, so she has to keep the money to buy the ingredients for herself.

Later, when she had money, cooking became fun. Although not often, she would also use it for recreation when she had time.

No level is no level?

Chi Huan turned and looked at him. She smiled, "ink is modest."

"Well?"

She smiled more deeply. "Have you had too many women in recent years and used your kidney badly?"

The man did not speak, quietly staring at her, staring at her heart hair.

After a while he chuckled out four words, "you want to pick something?"

"I don't think I'm comfortable enough. I'm not satisfied with it. Are you always Mo? Can't you listen to the truth from the glass heart? Ah But you're thirty now. It's the peak of a man Ah. "

All of a sudden, Chi Huan screamed, and his nails almost fell into the man's shoulders.

Mo Shiqian bowed his head, stared at her, and a word jumped out of his throat, "Chi Huan, are you looking for death?"When she said this, she was ready to be tossed by men

Even ordinary men can't hear this kind of words, let alone Mo Shiqian

He is now possessive and conquering, how can he allow his own women to question his "ability".

In a few minutes she was a bit overwhelmed.

But the man is fiercer and fiercer. He doesn't want to slow down at all. Especially, his eyes stare at her coldly and quietly. Even though they are gradually covered with a layer of blood color, they only add a layer of horror to his calmness.

Chi Huan felt that -

from that morning in the hotel, he began to realize that when the man pressed her to do something with him, he preferred to torture her and watch her out of control compared with venting himself.

Just now, I said a few provocative words. I don't think she will stop until she cries for mercy.

Mo Shiqian saw that she was on the verge of opening up. He raised his hand and held her chin for half a minute with a low smile. Then he said softly, "isn't it comfortable?"

Chi Huan couldn't help it, but finally he bit his teeth and shook his head.

"Enough or not enough?"

She bit her lips and nodded her head.

"Say, I can't read dumb."

Chi Huan's manicured nails went deeper into the man's shoulders.

"Shu Comfortable. "

"Satisfied?"

“…… Yes. "

Mo Shiqian holds up the corner of her lips, raises her other hand and rubs her lips slowly. He says in a low and deep way, "this meal looks like you haven't tasted it yet. Have a taste Tell me if it's delicious. "

The implication in his action is so obvious. Of course, Chi Huan knows what he means. He can't really let her taste the food on the table.

Her face changed. "Mo Shiqian, can you not be so sick?"

He looked at her, smiled happily, and said slowly and lazily, "except for perversity and nausea, don't you have any other words?"

"You have nothing but perversity and disgust now!"

The man's low smile, sexy and lazy long voice, some pondering, and some unspeakable sympathy, "Huanhuan, if I just knew you, I really think you are a shy little girl, just a finger, which is abnormal and disgusting How to describe those you've tasted before, eh? "

Before

Chi Huan bit his lips heavily. "I don't want to. Don't disgust me again."