Chapter 34

Decided to go to AC to work, Yi Qiao hang up, went to the mall to buy professional clothes.

Women have a natural love for shopping. The shopping mall is on the sixth floor. She has been shopping for more than four hours. When she comes out, it's completely dark outside.

Back home, see sitting on the sofa of Mo Beiting, Yi Qiao is not much surprised.

She made Chen Baimo angry today and offended Qiao Jinhuai. One of her friends would come to him and make a scene.

Yi Qiao sees his complexion thin cool, the vision falls on her body at first warm still cold, provocative Yang next eyebrow, "you this is, come back to start a teacher to ask a crime?"

"Asking for the wrong?" Mo Beiting walked up to her with a sneer, "you know very fast."

She didn't know who filed the complaint, or both.

I had to say vaguely: "I've done everything. What can I hide? That's to say, I'm not going to care with a woman."

The distance between them is too close. Yi Qiao steps back. She doesn't know Mo Beiting. If he doesn't have any goods, what should he do if he hits a woman?

It's better to stay away.

Mo Beiting didn't allow her to run. He clamped her arm and pulled Yi Qiao back. The tall shadow shrouded her: "when I said that, didn't I promise? I have three legs. I don't know which one you're going to take? "

Yi Qiao

Qiao Jinhuai, as a man, actually complains. It seems that she really wronged Chen Baimo. At least she didn't have the face to cry in front of Mo Beiting.

"Yes?" Seeing that she didn't answer, Mo Beiting let out a soft voice from his throat, which meant that he wanted to fight her to the end.

Yi Qiao lowered his head and looked around his straight and symmetrical legs. "Women love to be beautiful. Of course, they choose a slim and symmetrical one without scars."

"Slender and well proportioned, no scar, no scar, that is not good for the middle. It's better to choose one that can be big or small, has a certain degree of advance and retreat, and can adjust the length of time. The most important thing is to get into the mountains and rivers."

"If the quality is not good, it's easy to get out of control. It's better to leave it to others."

"Poor quality? Easily out of control? For others? " Every time Mo Beiting said a word, his face became colder. At last, the radian of his lips had become a straight line.

With a wooden face, he picked up Yi Qiao and said, "OK, we have to test it before we know which pair of trousers is beautiful? Well, if you don't just look at it, you can touch it. "

Yi Qiao is invulnerable on the surface, but after all, he has little knowledge. Mo Beiting is the only man. He is still reluctant to finish it. When he hears such a rascal's words, his face suddenly turns red.

"Mo Beiting, let me down first."

Being held by him like this, she didn't feel safe and twisted herself to struggle!

"Shen Yiqiao, you are acting reserved now. That's affectation." He cold hook lips, stepped up the stairs.

Yi Qiao quiet a few seconds, "my aunt came, so, can't satisfy you."

Mo Beiting's eyes were deep. For a long time, he laughed wantonly. Yi Qiao's intuition was that he must have nothing good to say. Sure enough, the next second, he said: "you don't have only one mouth."

"..." her face changed from red to blue, and she said, "Mo Beiting, you rascal."

On the floor, Yi Qiao was mo Beiting thrown to bed, the man Xinchang body leaned down, "otherwise, bloody battle can."

"Get out of here."

Yi Qiao's mood hasn't fluctuated so violently for a long time. With shame and anger, she stares at Mo Beiting. She looks like a leopard with angry hair and bares her baby teeth, hoping to tear her to pieces!

Mo Beiting thought it was fun. He got closer and closer. He pointed to the collar of her shirt and said, "which way do you like? "Yes?"

Yi Qiao has a kind of illusion, if her answer is not as good as Mo Beiting's idea, the shirt will be torn by him next second.

She raised her legs to hook his waist. The posture was very close, but the eyes of the two people did not move. "The third brother is usually well-dressed. I can't see that the taste is so heavy. He is really a beast in clothes."

Mo Beiting bowed his head to kiss her lips, clasped her chin with his fingers, and lifted them up to make them close to each other. Long tongue in her mouth strong attack, swept every corner, as he strong domineering temperament.

Yi Joe couldn't keep up with his rhythm, and was a little uncomfortable by his rough kiss. His small face wrinkled and hid behind, but he pressed the back of his head and gave him a deeper kiss.