Chapter 726

He even made one of his two hands on the bed, put them around her waist, and pressed her body against his own body in the original posture.

Tightly embracing each other, the soft and fragrant body gave him an unspeakable spiritual comfort, which was strangely fused with the pain on his neck that she had been biting for more than 20 seconds, giving him an unspeakable sense of closeness and satisfaction.

For Wenyi, it's like she's really a willful child, and he's tolerant, tolerant and doting on her, so she soon stopped biting. After touching her waist with her backhand, she tried to break off the hand that locked her waist, which was fruitless.

Her voice is very low, low fuzzy, hateful way, "Mo Shi Chen, why are you such a rascal?"

He breathed in her ear and laughed and shook her eardrum. "You said that, because I am a scoundrel, of course I am a scoundrel."

"Get out of my way!"

The man loosed the hand around her waist, but pressed her in the bed, and buried her black head in her shoulder socket. Learning from her just biting back, he was just a lot lighter, nibbling, like an ant biting.

He kissed from her shoulder to the clavicle, then licked it as if he were infatuated again. It was full of the flavor of love, and the breath was thick and hot. She didn't know when her fringe shawl was stripped off, and there was only one thin nightdress left on her.

"Mo Shichen..." Wenyi tried his best to push the male body which was nearly one meter nine, but his kiss was more and more overwhelming, which made the women who could only succumb to the disadvantage in the primitive physical strength panic, especially when he When she reached her, her whole body froze.

He may have realized that his lips and tongue stretched over her cheek, then fell on her auricle, and said in a hoarse voice, "what you said just now, compared with eating steamed buns, would rather eat me Well? "

Wenyi has only one word, but it's a pity that although the voice is high, the Qi is still short. "Roll!"

He kisses her cheek patiently, touches her skirt with his fingers, picks her sensitive area consciously or unconsciously, even words are seductive, "****** just, you know that I always take it as my duty to make you comfortable in bed, you just need to lie down and enjoy, you can't lose Big deal tomorrow, we think it hasn't happened, you continue your, I continue my? "

Neuropathy.

There were only three words in her mind, but what she said was something else: "give me my ID card back."

"No."

"Then get off me."

"So what," he said, sticking to her lips, and his deep smile spilled from his throat. "You know, I've never been a obedient man."

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Wenyi struggled badly under him, but when she was his opponent? Besides, Mo Shichen was really emotional. How long they quarreled, how long they divided rooms, how long he was abstinent, how long he didn't relieve them for a long time, when it happened, it was urgent and fierce. In addition, the agitation at this moment was so violent that he couldn't even control himself.

At the moment of being entered, she closed her eyes and shed a tear from the corner of her eyes.

The light hanging from the ceiling in the bedroom was bright, which reflected the water drop to the eye. When Mo Shichen saw it, he was stunned for a few seconds.

Then he bent down and kissed with the tip of his tongue. His voice was hoarse and gentle. "What are you crying for?"

Silent tears, like water, if he doesn't say it, she may not be aware of it. Is it crying?

Did he hurt her because he was too big and a little rude?

Or was he bullied so aggrieved tears?

Or, she felt that she could not escape his entanglement and siege, unable to help?

Wenyi naturally won't answer him. She didn't struggle any more at that moment. Her hand fell on the bedding at will. When he kissed her, she turned her face over and buried it in the soft white mattress. The other half was covered by her hair.

If she tried to resist, he could continue to do it with his belt tied to her hand, but the sudden silence and the deep tears that soaked the white quilt made him restrain the surging body.

"Wenyi," he sighed, "you cry heartily, don't you cry?"

There are always some women who don't know how to cry. When she does cry, she is at a loss again.

Li qianrui is the type of person who often cries and has tears in his eyes. He occasionally has one or two points of pity. When he is pitying, he will say a few words to comfort him, but when he is impatient, he is also a lot. Then he is too lazy to talk, even expressionless.

Wenyi did not cry, did not even sob, even hid most of his face, closed his eyes, and could not see any expression on his face, except for his eyelashes, which were beaten by tears, with some delicate taste.She didn't return his words or look at him. Mo Shichen didn't ask, and she lowered her head to kiss her eyes. The tears on the corner of her eyes and the water vapor on her eyelashes began to slowly revive.

He won't let her go.

Although Wenyi didn't expect the man to let her go, she still thought he was a beast when he reached for a pillow pad under her waist to help him.

No, animals are inferior.

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After that, Mo Shichen wiped her clean first, found a new nightdress for her to put on, and then went to the bathroom for a battle bath less than ten minutes later, and then climbed back to her bed with thick skin.

The light on the ceiling had been off for a long time, and the one on the side of her bed had been out. She was lying on her side. The quilt only reached her waist, her neck and shoulders bare in the dark and quiet light.

The warm and cool chest of the man pasted on her back, only separated by a thin layer of pajamas. He pulled her body, and found that she was still open, and the traces of tears had long gone, except for the quiet expression which was continuous.

He lowered his head and rubbed his face against her softer face. His eyes were complicated, and his voice was even lower. "Ma'am, are you angry?"

She thought he was haunted, and he thought she was a difficult problem to solve.

But compared with her "uncompromising", her silent appearance made him feel more difficult.

Wenyi didn't look at him. Compared with the negative distance just now, the intimacy was nothing. She just closed her eyes and was not ready to communicate with him.

The man's eyes darkened, fingers pinched her chin. "Wenyi, speak."