Chapter 402

Nanjo, don't start, "no good."

"..." he took a deep breath and forced down the wild animal like idea in his heart. "Thank you for saying no divorce."

Nanqiao looked at him askew and didn't speak for a long time.

The man lowered his head, forehead next to her forehead, one hand holding the back of her head, her head will be forced to straighten, she is not allowed to avoid.

Nanqiao still didn't speak, so he thought she acquiesced and bent over to kiss her lips.

"Liar," Nan Qiao raised his hand to push him, Mo Bei Cheng was not on guard, she pushed him away directly, "you and Chen Bai Mo together, this time also say thank you?"

"No," he just said two words, don think this is wrong, a look up, really see South Joe is staring at him.

He wiped the forehead don't know is urgent come out, or be South Qiao gas out of sweat, raise voice: "no, I don't have this kind of time with her."

Once I came back from the army, and I didn't want to go back to Mo's home too late. When I opened a room with her in the hotel, I was just sleeping under a quilt. How could this kind of gun go off.

Sure enough, I can't let my present girlfriend know about my ex girlfriend.

No matter how calm and indifferent a woman is, she actually cares.

He was really wronged.

Originally a quiet love, now it's a step to explain the development of my ex girlfriend.

"Chen Baimo and I had nothing but kisses several times, and they were all Puritan."

Nanqiao turned over. "I want to sleep."

Mo Beicheng

He fished the woman over. "Can you make sense? It's been a long time. You're still worrying about me. "

"Besides that, you don't have any vinegar for me now." She's right.

Mo Beicheng chuckled, "are you blaming me for not finding two red confidants? I have nothing to show my love in front of you?"

Get out of here.

Nanqiao glared at him with cool eyes.

She took off the belt of Mo Beicheng's Nightgown, turned over and sat down on him, gathered his hands over his head, wrapped them around his belt and tied them up.

Mo Beicheng cooperated with her and said with a smile: "what are you going to do? Why not

After tying up, Nanqiao tried to be strong again, and then bent down and gave him a kiss on the lip. "Reflect on yourself, get up tomorrow morning and write a review."

In the light and shadow, Nanqiao's eyes were very bright, slightly drunk with wine, and her face was charming because of the red halo.

She held Mo Beicheng's chin and asked him to look down at his face wantonly.

There is no concealment of appreciation for his outstanding appearance.

Mo Beicheng let her mischief, also did not take care of the hand tied knot, light smile, "fun?"

Nanjo is drunk.

Many drunk things are blurred, but the pictures with Prime Minister Mobei are very clear.

——When he woke up in the hotel and asked her how much she wanted, he was cold and disdainful.

——When she was forced to marry, she was almost strangled.

Later, later.

He perjured her.

Go to the ligation.

……

Nanqiao looked at him, lips smile gradually convergence, body pressure, Fu in front of his chest, low said: "you really fierce."

“……”

"Third brother, thank you."

Thank you for not giving up on me.

Thank you——

I can meet you.

Her voice was a little vague and low. Later, she said something. Mo Beicheng didn't hear it clearly. She looked down to see that Nanqiao had fallen asleep on him.

Mo Beicheng

He laughed and closed his eyes calmly.

It was not good for him to sleep with his hands tied over his head and his chest pressed against him for a night, but he didn't break away, so that he woke up just after dawn.

Nanqiao lay on his chest, sleeping soundly, breathing lightly across his chest.

It's a little itchy.

But more importantly, as she breathes, the ups and downs of her body give him the touch of his body and arouse reactions from other places.

Getting up in the morning is the time when men's hormones are at their peak. This kind of action is a kind of torture for a normal man who has not been satisfied for a long time.

He helplessly picked pick eyebrows, long out a breath, side head looking at the sky outside.

From the initial dark blue to dark blue and light blue, the woman in her arms finally responded.

She seems to have opened her eyes, and her long eyelashes brush his chest skin, which is extremely sensitive due to tension.

Then look up——

Looking at Mo Beicheng, who was tied with his hands, and looking at himself, she reflected that she was still lying on him.