Chapter 71

Well, very good, very good.

In the back seat.

Joe Mianmian almost fainted by the man's extremely hot and overbearing kiss.

Her delicate and bright face flushed, and her white hand beat him on his chest: "Oh, mo... Mo Yesi, let me go."

The man's kiss is too overbearing, too strong, she feels like she's going to faint.

Mo Yesi opened his eyes.

The dark and scorching black eyes looked at the girl in his arms who was so red that he couldn't breathe, and had to end the kiss that he still wanted.

He breathed disorderly. He held her hot cheek and gasped on her forehead for a moment before his breath calmed down.

"Baby, do you think God arranged for you to come to me?"

Mo Ye Si stirs up her mandible and looks at her deeply. "Otherwise, why can't I have a rejection reaction to you? Why am I so relaxed when I'm with you? "

"Why..." he reached out and stroked her delicate little face, as if to himself, whispered, "you will just look like I like? Is it destined that you will become the woman of my moyesi

From the moment they met, it was doomed.

Listening to what he said, Joe's white and tender earlobes were dyed with a layer of crimson color.

This man

In front of her, he made no secret that he liked her.

What was in her mind, she said it all in front of her.

On this point, he is totally different from Suze.

Suze is always gentle and gentleman in front of her. She never says anything to her that makes her shy, and she never hugs her or kisses her.

However, she didn't seem to dislike the way he treated herself.

When he hugs her and kisses her, she will not be disgusted or repelled, but will become very nervous and shy, and her heart rate will accelerate.

"Moyesi, can you let me go?" Joe Mianmian's face flushed and shrank in his arms. His voice was thin and weak, like a little wretch.

Such she, let Mo Ye Si more want to bully her desire.

The man's kiss fell on her lips again, this time it was just a shallow peck, and then it retreated.

He had a deep, sexy laugh in his throat: "sorry, no way."

Qiao Mianmian

She raised her head, eyes misty, eyes a little resentful, poor little look.

"Baby." Mo night division Mou light sink sink sink, hold her mandible, low low sigh a.

His eyes with forbearance: "you don't look at me like this, otherwise, I want to bully you."

Qiao Mianmian