Chapter 592

"Ah..."

Hot tea was poured on the back of her hand, and the soft body that was pressed against the back of the sofa was penetrated by men.

She cried a little bitterly, mainly because the water was too hot.

When Mo Shichen entered her body, the joy beyond imagination and expectation suddenly flooded all his nerves like a flood of water. The man's throat made a happy and comfortable sound, but he did not immediately move violently.

Even if he wants to.

Although she was forced to occupy her regardless of her will, she still worried about her feelings. The scream she just made seemed to be a pain of being broken. Even though he knew that she was a woman flowing through two children, he thought about it and gave birth to some pity.

The man's fingers crossed her chin and bowed to kiss her lips, but Wenyi hated him so much. She was forced not to say. The skin on her hand was burning red, and her tears rolled in her eyes because of the pain. She just didn't want to cry at this time, adding weakness.

But a woman, with tears in her eyes, always looks more aggrieved than crying. Besides, she is Wenyi. Once she shows her grievance, it is bound to be more than ten times more than ordinary women.

He sighed, and his heart sank. He kissed the corner of her lips and said, "sorry."

This seemingly gentle cry forced all the tears she was going to hold back to burst out -

scolded with a cry, "get out of here!"

Sorry, he knows shit.

It turns out that he knows it himself. Is he sorry for her?

It's a understatement that he said the word.

It's easy to apologize. After all, the woman is crying. Coaxing is his instinct, but it's impossible for him to let roll. Instead of rolling, Mo Shichen finally moves.

He also didn't speak, that is, his fingers gently wiped away the tears on her face, like a gentle lover. He picked out a little smile on her lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Miss Wen, I also want to know if you can still be as domineering as ever under a man. How boring it is that you cry like this before I start to ravage you, eh?"

Wenyi really wants to hammer him with a hammer and trample him hard. She has all these bloody pictures in her brain and body. This shameless man, asshole, hypocrite. Oh no, he used to be a hypocrite, but now he's completely out of touch with the hypocrite.

The war was fierce. Because Wenyi was struggling so badly, she didn't cooperate at all. Her limbs were not controlled by the brain. She just wanted to hit him. Especially if he untied his belt and wore his shirt properly, she hated him even more.

It's no exaggeration to say that Wenyi behaves like a powerful shrew, regardless of his image, even if he succeeds, he doesn't want him to be better, vowing to resist to the last second.

But she was not able to resist for long, and the situation turned sharply.

Because all of a sudden, the man was inch.

Wenyitu stopped struggling and resisting. Tears were still hanging on his eyelashes. He looked at the man who was still pressing himself. For a while, he didn't understand what happened.

He is That's it?

The air suddenly quieted strangely.

Her eyes were opposite to those of Chen when she was inking, and the strangeness was soon replaced by embarrassment.

Just now, the situation was chaotic. In fact, Wenyi's hand was scalded, but her attention was all on the man, so she ignored the pain, but the body itself was still painful. When she attacked him with fists and kicks, the scald was accidentally scratched heavily on his clothes, and the injury was added. In a moment, the nerves of her whole body were tensed to the extreme due to the pain.

Then

Without personnel for a long time, women are particularly tight, men are particularly sensitive, and with extreme chaos, accidents happen.

But both of them didn't think about it, because Mo Shichen fell into unprecedented self doubt and self denial, and the world collapsed and became dark in front of him.

Wenyi didn't think much. After the physical attack, he followed up with the mental attack. His tone was as sarcastic and contemptuous as he could. He wished he could never be harder. "I said you can't do it. Mo Shichen, you used to be so bad that there was a 35 minute clock. You were a plane crash. It's just gentle, but it also has a dark and dangerous smell Road, mute voice in her ear slowly way, "man too long no woman, this thing is need to adapt time, I promise you, long night, after tonight, you will forget the mistake just now."

The sky outside has all gone out, just when the city's bustling lights are on.

It's a long night. It's a long night indeed.

For Wynn, it's just the beginning.

She was lying on the sofa, messy and soft hair fell into the white neck, the clothes on her shoulder had been picked off by the man's hand, and he was bending his head and kissing every inch of her back like infatuation.