Slightly wrung eyebrow to come down from him, "three elder brothers?"
Nanqiao raised his hand and pressed the center of his brow. He moved his stiff shoulder with a sad face.
Mo Beicheng stares at her calmly with a faint smile: "can't you remember?"
Nan Qiao rubs the hand of eyebrow heart to pause, for a long time, extrudes a word from the throat, "en."
In fact, I'm a little impressed, but let's not mention such a disgraceful thing.
"When are you going to untie it for me?" Mo Beicheng raised his hand to her all night and made fun of her.
The man narrowed his eyes, showed full interest, and teased her by rubbing his legs.
Nanqiao: "I'm not sure."
She was so drunk last night that she couldn't make any high-tech knots, so she tied them casually. Not to mention Mo Beicheng, who was a soldier, was just an ordinary person. She struggled a few times and then broke up.
He did it on purpose.
Nanqiao reaches out to untie the belt on his wrist. Before he touches the knot, Mo Beicheng suddenly turns over and presses her under his body——
The wrist move, originally still firmly tied to his hand belt will fall off.
Mo Beicheng leaned over to kiss her, pried open her lips and teeth, and kissed her fiercely. The feeling of trembling extended from every pore to every nerve.
Nanqiao stretched himself, his hand against his chest.
The man's breath is warm, even hot, and his voice is very hoarse, "don't you give me some compensation?"
Nanqiao face hot, kick him: "roll."
"Ha ha," the man said with a low smile, "muscle, you've been pressed all night, you watch silently."
The voice was low and hoarse, and only Nanqiao close to him could hear it.
Both of them are wearing a robe with a belt. Mo Beicheng's belt was torn by Nanqiao last night. Now the robe is open and his muscles are very attractive.
Mo Beicheng gasped: "what do you mean by" thank you "last night
"What, thank you?" Nanqiao blinked his eyes and looked confused.
Mo Beicheng dangerously narrowed his eyes, "ha ha" laughed twice, "don't say it, then you don't regret it."
In this kind of thing, compared with men, women are weaker in both physical strength and endurance. If she doesn't say it, Mo Beicheng doesn't force her, so she torments her in this kind of thing and makes great efforts to toss her.
Nanqiao's mind was blank. At last, she couldn't bear the strong sensory stimulation. She propped up and bit on the man's shoulder.
"Yes."
The man is painful of stuffy hum a, low low pant twice, "belong to dog?"
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Too long no sentimental, this time a hair out of control, finally Nanqiao cry.
It seems to have been greatly wronged.
Gradually——
Her thinking became slow, even the perception was slow, and it was not clear whether she was awake or had fainted.
After the end.
Nanqiao couldn't hold on and went to sleep. She curled up. There were some drops of water on her eyelashes. The woman's long curly eyelashes became clear because they were stained with water.
Mo Beicheng sat aside, combing the black hair on the pillow with his fingers and stroking her flushed cheek.
Nanqiao twisted his eyebrows and dodged aside, muttering in a low voice, "no more."
Mo Beicheng's lips——
He frightened his little wife.
Although Nanqiao was very tired, he didn't sleep long before he woke up from hunger.
She hasn't eaten for a day or two. She drank half a bottle of wine last night and did so much exercise in the morning. She almost lost half her life. Now she is very hungry.
"Third brother, I'm hungry."
Mo Beicheng was reading the email from his assistant with his notebook in his arms. Listening to her, he closed the notebook and put it aside. "Then get up and go downstairs for dinner."
He has ordered sister GUI to cook porridge. Now it's warm in the pot.
Nanqiao nodded, but his whole body was soft and didn't want to move.
Of course, Mo Beicheng knew that she was too soft to move. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed. "I'll go to the master bedroom to get my clothes. You can lie down for a while, or get up to wash."
This is the guest room. They don't have their clothes.
He put on his nightgown and went out of the room.
After Mo Beicheng went out, Nanqiao got up from bed and went to the bathroom to wash in her nightgown. She was starving to death.
…………
Sister GUI made some light dishes and snacks for Nanqiao. Muzi had already eaten them. Now she was sitting in the living room watching TV.
Seeing that Nanqiao was taken down by Mo Beicheng, he nodded clearly and vaguely.