"Uh!"

Zheng Yan put her hands on his chest and stared at him in amazement.

It's like saying why his sleep is different from what she imagined.

He kissed her like this, she would be out of breath

The sense of suffocation on the verge of death made Zheng Yan panic. She wanted to push him away, but Mo Yongheng firmly pressed her arm. She couldn't move at all.

Her astringency, ink forever felt.

Aware that she has no experience, he eagerly asks to become gentle, slowly release her and remind her to breathe.

Zheng Yan just blinked her wet eyes at him, as if she couldn't understand what he was talking about.

She is so cute and pitiful that people want to bully her severely.

In fact, Mo Yongheng did the same!

Re wok her lips, and slowly go deep

takes her to open the new world on the other side.

"Tell me, Zheng Yan, who I am!" Mo Yongheng holds her chin and repeats the same question for the third time.

She was drunk.

He didn't want her to regret it, let alone treat him as someone else.

Otherwise, he was afraid that he would strangle her!

Zheng Yan managed to breathe, but she still remembered that she hated him. When she heard his words, she replied loudly, "you are a nuisance!"

Mo Yongheng: "..."

"Annoying ink forever, you hate most, you know bullying me, I can't breathe under pressure, I don't play with you!"

Zheng Yan said, trying to get up from under him.

Just a move, and ink forever caught back.

Sealed with lips.

It's lingering.

The temperature in the room rises little by little.

Luxury five-star suites, from the original quiet, gradually become lively.

Even if you stand outside the soundproof room, you can hear the fierce movement inside, accompanied by the roar of men

For a long time.

This night.

Some people sleep soundly, while others can't.

Until dawn.

Mo Yongheng didn't drink much yesterday, but the wine was a little strong, and the aftereffect was still there.

Plus he didn't sleep well. When he just opened his eyes, his back brain was still a little heavy. He reached out and rubbed his eyebrows and heart, and sat up from the bed.

The quilt slipped from his chest, revealing his strong chest.

Honey pectorals, perfect eight abs

In the dim light, there is a timid sense of power.

Just woke up, he looked not as cold as usual, and refused to be in a thousand miles away.

The corner of the mouth seems to be still holding a smile like arc, it seems that the mood is very good.

Until he turned his head, not on the other side of the bed, saw the woman who was supposed to be lying there, ink's eternal face, suddenly sank down.

He frowned, and his mind seemed to come back to him in a flash.

The movement nimbly opens the quilt, strides the long leg to get out of bed.

Pick up the pants on the floor at will and put them on. Then walk to the bathroom and bathroom.

Not in the bathroom.

There is no bathroom.

Changing rooms, including study Zheng Yan was not seen in the whole suite.

Good. They just slept in the same bed all night. That's how she was responsible for him? Run after sleep?!

Mo Yongheng goes back to bed, just to call with his mobile phone, the door rings.

Mo Yongheng opens the door, and the room attendant standing at the door is holding a set of clean clothes.

"Who asked you to send the clothes?" Mo Yongheng frowned and turned over the front suit and shirt.

It's his number. That's right.

But he didn't ask the housekeeping department to send him clothes.