Chapter 251

"I like it," he said indifferently, pinching her chin, carefully examining her facial features, rubbing her skin with his fingers, with a kind of ambiguous provocative gesture and strength, "it's really a beauty, so it's so bewitching."

Yi Qiao bited her lips. In terms of emotion, it's estimated that no matter how cold a woman is, she has emotional side. Even if the relationship between them has been so bad, she can't help but feel a sharp pain on her heart because of his words.

A sharp pain without warning spread from the upper part of the stomach through the chest to the four limbs. Her face turned a little white in an instant. After holding her breath for a moment, she looked up at him again.

The tie of Mo Beiting's bathrobe was loose, and now it was loose and open. There were several red marks scratched by his nails on his chest, which were almost light!

"I like it. Do you block it?" His fingers glided from her chin to her cheek, his eyebrows and eyes were warm, and there was a faint smile in his voice.

It's hard to see that they're not happy about the topic.

Yi Qiao pursed her lips and refused to answer the meaningless question.

Lu Yan had never done this before, so she didn't know if she would rush up if the object changed to Lu Yan.

She doesn't like to answer hypothetical questions because it doesn't happen and it can't happen.

Mo Beiting's strength of clasping her fingers gradually increased, and his face was still warm. He was waiting for her to answer, and there was a tendency that if she didn't answer, he would spend it with her all the time.

The longer the silence, the more pale the look on his face. The color of his eyes was already dark. He asked without expression: "Yi Qiao, how long have we not done it?"

Yi Qiao resists such intimate way!

Besides, her mother is still lying in the hospital.

"Mo Beiting, I don't like it."

Before the memory surge, she is almost screaming, and began to resist the struggle.

The man didn't expect her to react so much. Her handsome features sank down, and his eyes fixed on her, kissing her lips before her next refusal.

Strong pry open her closed teeth, rampage in her mouth wantonly stir, do not give her the slightest bit of room to refuse.

Mo Beiting straightened up and pulled open the tie of his bathrobe. He had just taken a bath, but he didn't wear anything inside. Yi Qiao just wore a skirt, and the outer coat didn't have any defensive effect at all.

Linjiang's heating is sufficient. Yiqiao has a car to go in and out, and the place to stay is also air-conditioned, so she doesn't even wear silk stockings under her skirt.

He kneels on one knee, takes off the bathrobe that gets in the way of his body, and Yiqiao hides back reflexively.

And then, right under the bed.

Mo Beiting

The woman who was crying and resisting just now fell to the floor in an instant. No matter how beautiful a woman is, she will not fall gracefully.

She seems to hurt, covering the back of her head, lying on the ground humming!

Mo Beiting was distressed and annoyed. He was not in the mood. He put on his clothes, walked to Yi Qiao, twisted her up and threw her on the bed. His eyes were heavy as if he wanted to eat her.

He pressed the pressure of anger, the side of the pajamas thrown in the past, just over her head, "change clothes, lie down to sleep."

"I won't change it."

Mo Beiting stares at her without expression. The wrinkles of her eyebrows and eyes are obviously angry. "If you want to continue, it's OK not to change."

Yi Qiao holds knee, lift Mou to look at him.

If you want to continue, you can do without changing it.

You mean, change your clothes and go to sleep?

Mo Beiting saw what she thought at a glance. However, the fire in his heart was burning more and more. He didn't have the patience to pacify her and didn't want to explain.

She can think what she wants.

Yi Qiao sat still, Mo Beiting's hand on the tie, "it seems that you still want to continue."

She quickly took off her coat, pulled down the zipper on the side of her skirt and lifted up her skirt. The curve of a mature woman was exposed in front of Mo Beiting. She pulled over the quilt with a calm face, without shyness.

Mo Beiting's breathing was a little heavy. A palpitating heat rose from all parts of his body and quickly converged to a place, which did not give him any time to control himself.

He looked at the woman wrapped in a white quilt with only one head exposed. What he saw was her white and pliable ketone body under the quilt!

As a result, the reaction is more simple and crude.

"Shen Yiqiao, let you wear clothes, didn't let you sleep naked, or, you are deliberately seducing me, eh?"