Chapter 608

She didn't answer, because the man didn't give her a chance to answer at all. After saying a word, she kissed her lips heavily. It was so fierce that Wenyi, who was not so clear, felt that he was going to be swallowed alive by the man.

Subconsciously want to push him away, but there is no strength, no voice, can only send out vague to distinguish the broken syllables.

Mo Shichen has never been driven by such a turbulent passion. Even on the last night, reason prevailed. But now he seems to have no reason. He just wants to possess her immediately, immediately and without delay.

Wynn was drunk, unconscious, and slow to move. She did not know when her pants were off. When she felt the coolness in the air, her body had been thoroughly penetrated.

She called out unconsciously, and did not know whether it was comfortable or painful.

Then came the short syllables from the man's throat, which were uncontrollable because they were extremely satisfied and comfortable, but they were soon pressed back by him, leaving only the heavy breathing with disordered rhythm.

He entered very smoothly. Maybe it was the fingers that he walked on her body intentionally or unintentionally when he kissed, which easily pushed her out of the emotional reaction, which was wet, smooth and tight.

Mo Shichen kisses her lips again, and it's not enough to tie her for a long time. The collision under her body is even more uncontrolled and fierce, which soon provokes her voice to scream softly, and the voice with spring feeling falls in the man's ear, and accumulates more desires. It's such a cycle, more and more crazy.

The thick head butting almost hit the deepest place, Wenyi's head almost hit the head of the bed several times, but it was quickly pulled back by the man.

The light in the bedroom is on. The light is very bright, almost filling every corner.

Mo Shichen's forehead is covered with this fine sweat. After the initial disorder of breathing, he adjusted the rhythm. Although it was a little short, it seemed even. This even matched his beautiful face, and there was an abnormal calm.

His eyes narrowed and grew. His hot eyes stared at his body. His face was red all over the place in the flood of pleasure.

Her clothes were disordered, buttons and brassieres were all untied and pushed up, but they were not removed. From the visual point of view, this half cover added some indescribable charm. Two slender fingers clung to the bedspread under her body, and the knuckles were white.

Her short black hair was wet with sweat, and a few sticky hairs stuck on her forehead.

She endures him irresistibly, and makes no secret of her enjoyment. How reserved she is in ordinary times, how wild she is at this time.

Mo Shichen lowered his head again and bit her ear gently. He asked hoarsely and slowly, "do you like it? Wenyi, do you like how I treat you? "

She went around his neck and kissed his chin and Adam's apple casually. He could not say, "like it, you slow down"

he ignored her request, but stepped up to the point where she reacted the most, forcing her to cry out one after another, and her white feet were straight.

After the first time, she curled up and didn't know whether she was asleep or tired. Half of her face was buried in the soft mattress, holding the corner of the pillow, which seemed to make her feel safe. At this time, the white skin was covered with a layer of pink.

After Mo Shichen's release, he was also satisfied. He lay beside her and hugged her waist. He looked down and closed his eyes. He did not know whether there was a sleeping woman. He touched her soft cheek with his fingers for a while and finally thought about the problem he had been thinking about.

This woman can't recognize anyone if she drinks some wine. She's color, unprepared, and has no sense of chastity. If he's not another man who sent her back tonight, is she like this?

When he thought about it, he was extremely uncomfortable.

He didn't expect her to keep a secret for him in the past five years. After all, he was "dead". According to what she said, she didn't love him anymore. He really had something to do with any man, and he didn't have a position to blame her.

But no position doesn't mean he can't be unhappy.

He thought that she would not be able to flirt with men as if she drank wine casually

because of the alcohol, Wynn was a little lethargic, even tired after the exercise, and soon fell into a shallow sleep. Until the jaw was attacked by a sharp pain, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the handsome face in front of her eyes.

Her vision was blurry because she had just opened her eyes, but even so, she still vaguely felt the anger oppressed above her head. She was dissatisfied and wanted to break his hand, but it didn't work. "Pain"

"job's tears."

"You let go!"

"Was it comfortable just now?"

"

he frowned," speak. "

She turned away and made it clear that she didn't want to talk to him.

Mo Shichen was a little funny, and didn't know how to see that she thought he pinched her chin, so she put on a bad temper and ignored him. His eyes were dark, his fingers were loose, and he asked gloomily, "tell me, can you go to bed with any man after drinking some wine?"A woman should be upright and strong, "look good."

Mo Shichen, ""

he choked on his chest for a minute.

He wanted to make the woman's face into a pancake.

He also wanted to ask how many times she had drunk wine and met some good-looking men, but reason told him not to ask. This kind of consideration is the same as the original idea of Chi Huan. These years belong to her. She has the right to be nice to other men.

But really hear this answer, in addition to add blocking no other effect.

Better not ask.

At the end of the day, his face was already chilly. Sheng Sheng pressed down the ambiguous heating in the room. After a minute, he began to talk slowly and calmly, "do you know who I am, eh?"

She looked at him blankly.

He's going to strangle her.

When Mo Shi was about to take a Yin test and pinch the woman's neck to vent her hatred, she asked with great confusion, "aren't you dead?"

"

he said coldly," you miss me. You are dreaming of spring. "

She gave a long cry.

Mo Shichen stares at her tiny red lips, and her body reacts with high spirits. Her breath is sinking. She is about to clean up the female lecher again. Suddenly, she raises her hand and probes his handsome face with her fingertips.

He didn't move in a second.

"I didn't miss you either," she sighed, helplessly. "Maybe it's too long for a man to have some needs. I'll find someone to relieve me later, and I won't dream of you."

Mo Shichen, he has calmed down, but to see what else the woman can say, he cleaned up together tonight.

She stared at him for a long time, as if she was very sorry to open her mouth again. "I seem to dream that you are alive"