Chapter 593

In such a posture, Wenyi could not see the expression on his face or know what he was going to do with it. Some senses were magnified unconsciously. This time, she had no room to struggle.

Mo Shichen asked her twice on the sofa. During the half-time break, there was another fierce struggle and repression. Finally, Wenyi's physical strength was far inferior to that of a man, so he gave up.

After waiting for her to be "obedient", Mo Shichen finally felt that the sofa space was not easy to play, untied the belt that trapped her hands, and then picked her up horizontally and went back to the double bed in the bedroom, directly bullied herself and pressed on, kissing without destination.

He likes her skin very much. It's white, soft and greasy. The touch is extremely good. The strength is heavy, and it's easy to leave traces. Looking at those uneven shallow silts, he has a kind of devil's disease. She has the patience to burn the traces all over her body.

Deep in the night, confused.

In the latter half of the night, Wenyi's brain seemed to be only left with the chaos of the beginning of heaven and earth. There was no more content. He was completely reduced to the captives of the Communist Party of China. He was not only unable to struggle and resist any more, but also could only listen to the demagogues and whispers in his ear and listen to what he said and do.

Like a long time ago, countless nights.

In addition to her skin, he also likes her legs, slender and straight, wrapped around his waist, such as vines wrapped around trees, interdependent and intimate.

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The next morning, Wenyi first heard the familiar sound of waves in recent days, and then her consciousness slowly returned to her mind.

The whole body is soft and aching, as if the bones of the whole body have been disassembled and reorganized.

She looked at the ceiling above her head and blinked with her eyes open and closed. Before she could slow down, she had first smelled the smell of men in the air. For most of the night of fierce fighting, there was still the feeling and desire in the air that had not been exhausted.

She turned her head suddenly, and the handsome face of the man clearly jumped into her vision.

Even what happened last night also came into her mind. Wenyi was furious and worried for a moment. She didn't hesitate for half a second. She sat up and pushed the man lying next to her to the bed.

She had no strength. She had burns on the back of her hands. Her wrists were tied by men's belts for a long time, plus she was squeezed all night.

Mo Shichen was not pushed out of bed, but she woke up.

He opened his eyes a little bleary. When he saw her face clearly, he was obviously stunned for two seconds, but there was not much color on her face. He wanted to accept it very well, and he didn't have as many emotions as a woman.

Wenyi looks at his lazy and slow appearance and gets angry. Her chest heaves violently. After adjusting her breath several times, she spits out a complete line, which is extremely cold. "Get out of here."

The man sat up and lifted the quilt out of the bed in her cold eyes.

Night madness, at this time, both of them are not inch, Wenyi watched him get out of bed naked, more angry, but turned over and over except for a rolling word, she didn't want to say a redundant word.

He looked at her naked shoulders, messy but not so serious short hair, and the thin red on her face, the long smile on the corner of her lips, and her voice was hoarse

Wynn job looked at him deadpan.

She was so tired that she was tossed and turned by men all night. She was tired, angry and surrounded by another turbulent and unspeakable emotion, which made her whole body and mind tired. She just wanted to let this man disappear in her sight, and then she fell down and closed her eyes to sleep.

He lowered his eyes and smiled deeper into her eyes and lips. "Are you just too concerned about the feeling of high tide under me, so how many times did you stimulate me?"

Mo Shichen found that he really liked to watch women blush with anger, and continued to smile deeply with thin lips. "Your performance in bed is much better than I thought. It's not as boring as it seems. I don't know whether it's natural hypocrisy or good development through training."

Wenyi didn't have the strength to settle accounts with him, but this man always had the ability to give her the power of anger. She couldn't resist, regardless of her naked body going out of the quilt, it would all be exposed in his sight. She climbed up and threw her hand on his face. "You won't get out of my sight in a minute, I promise today Ask someone to break your leg. "

His face is a little bit slanted by her fan. Mo Shichen raises his hand and touches it. He smiles as if he didn't care. His eyes don't converge from her. "You want to tell me directly next time, don't beat around the Bush, eh?"

When the words fell, his sight lingered for a few seconds on the red part of her hand, and his eyes darkened for several times.

Wenyi still wanted to hit him, but the man turned around and walked out of the door.

Last night, after a long fight on the sofa, his clothes were naturally scattered in the living room.

When Mo Shichen went out, he was already dressed up. He couldn't see the animal and bird posture when he was bluffing. When he was about to arrive in the elevator, he met the coming LEB.They stopped at the same time.

Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes, raised his lips and corners as if nothing had happened, and said, "Miss Wen of your family was accidentally scalded by tea last night, which is a little bit slight. When she asked for breakfast later, you remember to send it to her with scalding cream."

"Last night?"

He explained equivocally, "she just woke up. She'll probably have to sleep later."

LEB didn't speak. Mo Shichen brushed his side and went straight into the elevator.

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Wenyi did, as the man said, after he left the suite, her tense nerves suddenly relaxed and she fell back to the double bed powerless.

In the air, there is the ambiguity and wetness after the event. The waves outside the window make this huge room even more silent.

She lay on the white bed, looking at the same white ceiling, the thin red on her face gradually faded into a quiet white.

She heard her breath as if it were the only breath in the world.

She can't find the feeling of love, hate and resentment. Her memory or reality are all wandering and clear. She can see it from her own mind, but it seems that she is looking at other people's stories.

Wenyi wanted to go back to Paris directly, but her body was too sour, soft and painful. This kind of time is a long journey to find guilt.

She slept in the daytime, only to get up in the evening. She went to the bathroom to wash the flowers and drenched them with hot water for half an hour. Then she found her clothes and put them on. She was ready to eat. When she was fully refreshed, she was modest in accounting.