Chapter 663

Wenyi's face was red by the breath he breathed down when he spoke. Listening to this, the red was deeply stained and spread to the back of her ear. She just wanted to kick him again.

She was annoyed, but she still clutched his shirt and bit him on tiptoe.

Mo Shichen had a slight pain, but he didn't push her away. Instead, he actively kissed back the past. His powerful tongue went deep into her mouth and held her sweet softness.

Finally, I went back to my bedroom.

When it was dark, the servant who had not seen them go down for a long time hesitated again and again, and decided to remind her that although the dinner tonight was not made by the wife herself, the menu was carefully drawn up according to the preferences of the eldest son, which took her a lot of thought.

At that time, the sky was dark and blue, and the manor was bright, but the light in the bedroom was off, and the curtains floated with the wind, adding a bit of beauty to the passion of the hot indoor sky.

The big bed of two people in the room, two bodies are touching each other.

Wenyi was pressed under the body by the man, and his wrist was pressed on his head with one hand, unable to do any resistance. The pleasure brought by the strong and soft collision was like the surging waves, which would drown her or even drown her.

Her eyes were open, but blurred.

She could only vaguely see the two pictures on her side, handsome and sexy, with a thin sweat on her forehead, as if they were going to drip on her chest, hot and scalding.

She seemed to see his eyes, deep, dark, hot and focused, as if in love.

He looked at her as he did before the accident.

When the door of the bedroom knocks, she blushes, her sweaty and confused face suddenly stiffens, and she looks at her man with wide eyes. She opens her mouth, and a sentence is uneven and broken, "you The servant called us, Mo Shichen, have a meal... "

Men's breath is also unstable, but the tone is barely flat, "eat you, then eat."

"Someone Knock on the door... "

Mo Shichen squints his eyes. No matter how good tempered a man is, he can't help being disturbed when he is doing business. He can't bear to knock at the door just now. He just has to bear it for a while. After all, some qualified servants have eyes.

The host and hostess are in the bedroom. It's not right to knock on the door. It's self-evident what they are doing.

He lowered his head, spit out two words and sealed her lips.

Sure enough, after a few knocks, the door quieted down and never rang again.

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After that, it's completely dark. It's almost the moon.

Mo Shichen took her into the bathroom, and they took a bath together. After all, the long-distance plane came down, plus the jet lag, the man somehow didn't have the energy to toss her for the second time. After taking a bath, he dressed and prepared to go downstairs for dinner.

Wenyi's face was muffled, and he got angry. He sat cross legged in the sofa, cross legged, with a book in his hand, and turned his head down casually. Without a good face, he said to him, "go down and eat yourself. I won't eat any more."

Mo Shichen stared at her for a long time from a short distance, and then walked over. He fell on the armrest of the sofa, supported his body, and stopped her sight.

The man's leisurely voice sounded low and mellow on her head. "Madam, your physique is very special. Can you eat something from a man to be full? Would you like some more? "

Wenyi didn't react. When she understood the meaning, her face turned red. She almost smashed the book in her hand at his handsome face. "Shut your mouth when it's ink!"

He smiled softly and spoiled. "So let's go down to dinner?"

She said, "No."

Mo Shichen reached out and broke her face. "What makes you unhappy? Lift up your pants and turn over."

Never seen such a shameless person.

He leaned down. "It's only when the kids are angry that they don't eat, ma'am. If you don't say it again, I really feed you."

Wenyi, "..."

She also felt that she was being so naughty, but she didn't want to be angry. She thought of the servant knocking at the door just now and knew what they were doing. Although some things were tacit, it was normal for the husband and wife to do something for their lovers, but they knew that it was so different from the collision.

She's not as cheeky as this man. She doesn't want to go down to meet people now.

Her face slowed down, and she turned to him and said, "I'll have a snack later. Go down and eat first."

Mo Shichen looked at her, her eyes were a little deep, and then he had a smile, and then he stood up in a moment, "OK, I'll accompany you after eating."

After that, he turned around and directly opened the door and walked out of the bedroom.

Wenyi only felt that he had let go in vain, but she didn't react for a while. She just subconsciously thought that this man would coax her for a while, but others had already left.

The mood that did not have what originally was suddenly depressed!

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Mo Shichen wants to take the food to the living room, and the servant comes to help, but he simply refuses, saying, "you can put the food in the plate for me.""But eldest son How many times do you have to go downstairs alone? "

He still smiled with a smile. "No problem."

Then shrink in the sofa to see the sullen Wenyi of the scholar and see the man coming with the dinner plate.

She pursed her lips and responded.

How could she have concealed that from his eyes.

But she still sat in the sofa, motionless.

Mo Shichen is holding the plate in both hands. His movements are neat and beautiful. He points to the floor window on the balcony under his chin. "Madam, open a door for me."

Before, he was inconvenient to go downstairs during the period of recuperation, so he used a small table on the balcony, but later he still didn't withdraw. This time, it was used again.

Wenyi also didn't push. Seeing that his hands were not empty, and it would be very hard to carry them all the time, he got off the sofa, accelerated his pace, and pushed the floor window away.

A slight cool wind came, blowing away the ambiguous heating in the room. It was quite comfortable.

Mo Shichen put the dishes on the table and took out the dishes one by one.

Seeing her sitting down in the chair, she said in a funny way, "madam, are you hungry? Just now, it was said that we would have a late supper. "

Wenyi raised his eyes and stared at him.

He looked gentle and slightly sinister with a low smile. "Honey, if I'm hungry, I'll go down and bring all the food. Otherwise, if I'm alone, it's enough."

She did not return his words. She reached for the small bowl and spoon and slowly scooped the soup. After scooping the small half of the bowl, she looked up at him and scolded him, "not yet. Do you want to starve me?"

He smiled deeper. "Yes."

Mo Shichen came downstairs and ran three times in person. He didn't ask the servant to help him. Wenyi was embarrassed. "Why don't you let mother Su help you?"

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