Chapter 204

"Little color..." At the end of the mobile phone, there came a low, dumb voice from Mo Jingyao.

"Mo Jingyao, go over the wall and enter." With this cry, his heart was drunk.

He has a nice voice that makes you feel pregnant.

Then, as soon as she was excited, she made a joke.

"Good." As a result, the metaphor was just finished, and Mo Jingyao gave a good voice over there.

"You You don't really... "

But the next second, the phone only left the phone blind tone.

Mo Jingyao has already hung up.

Listening to the blind voice, it took three seconds for the metaphor to recover. Then he turned off all the lights in the room and flew into the balcony.

Because, she suddenly remembered that she had just returned to this room and just opened her mobile phone, Mo Jingyao's phone call came.

It was as if he saw her go back to her room and pick up her cell phone.

Because of the light of the mobile phone, it's not impossible.

In the balcony, the breeze is blowing all over the body, and it's cool.

This is the mid mountain villa area, which she is familiar with.

She leaned against the railing and looked out of the gate.

It was as if several people were hiding there.

Well, is it because sumuxi brought her here?

So, these people just want to get some material out?

When Yu SEU was wondering what those paparazzi were going to do in the middle of the night, he suddenly felt a familiar breath floating over his nose.

She turned her head and saw a dark shadow at the bottom of a corner of the balcony. Quickly and flexibly, a dark shadow had climbed over the railing and entered the balcony in a blink of an eye.

Before she could react, he took her hand and flashed into the room.

Yu se was very glad that he turned off all the lights in the room when he guessed that he was going to sneak in.

Therefore, even if those people outside have been staring at the direction of this balcony, they will never see her and Mo Jingyao in the dark.

"You How did you sneak in? Be sent What if I'm found out? " The metaphor is a little flustered.

After all, this is not Mo Jingyao's territory, but Jin's villa.

She borrowed to live in someone else's house. Although she recognized Su Muxi as her dry mother, she had just recognized it not long ago. She lived in the house, and Mo Jingyao sneaked into the room. It seemed a little impolite.

No, it's very impolite.

"No, unless you shout." Mo Jingyao was very calm. He fell on the big round bed with metaphor.

Yu se heard the sound of heart beating wildly.

"Mo Jingyao, do you think I dare not shout?" He's too overbearing.

To her overbearing also even if, unexpectedly still a word does not agree, sneak into other people's home.

If Su Muxi and Jin Chengguo found out, she would have no face.

As a result, she was silly as soon as she finished.

There is a cool touch on the lips.

Mo Jingyao pressed up.

It seemed as if she was telling her by her actions that it was useless for her to shout.

Because, at this moment, she can't cry out.

She wanted to struggle.

The man's arm like a pincers hooped her body, tightly fell in his arms, did not give her the possibility of moving, so overbearing kiss her.

The familiar breath fills the mouth nose, the metaphor completely can't think.

This moment, let her seem to float to yesterday's ten li lotus, lotus fragrance, a man's breath, inch by inch into the depths of her heart, can no longer be separated.

She couldn't breathe.

I really can't breathe.

In the dark, I just feel that the man's eyes are so bright. When he kisses her, he also looks at her.

Looking at her close at hand.

As if to see her into his body, no longer separate.

However, she is really not breathing.

Her lips suddenly loosened, and then she was breathing.

Two people.

Lying side by side on the big round bed.

A big palm gently held the metaphor.

For a long time, he whispered, "don't you know you need to breathe?" However, when asked in this way, I was full of joy.

He wanted to ask this question when he kissed her in the ten li lotus yesterday, but he didn't ask for it because he was afraid that she was thin skinned.

But now, he had to tell her to remind her.

Otherwise, if the little woman can't breathe all the time, it will affect the time.

Obviously, it can be longer.

As a result, he was forced to stop just because she was not breathing.

"The first kiss of someone else is taken away by you, I will not."

When she spoke, she took it for granted.

No, it won't, of course.Mo Jingyao felt that the blood gushed up in an instant, and then he turned over and told Yu se how to change his breath.

The night is tender.

The metaphor is intoxicated with the gentleness of layers.

Xia Xiaoqiu has long been forgotten.

Anyway, Mo Jingyao is there. Even if the woman behind her is the princess of country D, she is not afraid.

It's good to have him.

In the dark, everything is described into the senses, especially strong.

Two people lie side by side, saying nothing, doing nothing, just feeling the breath of each other, both beautiful.

I don't know how long after that, Yu se can't lie down any more. With her small face close to Mo Jingyao's, "how long will it take?"

Although I like the feeling of him around, but he has been here, she is still a little flustered.

It's like having an affair.

Because, it's in someone else's house.

Although the feeling of furtiveness is exciting, it will really panic. She thinks that if he goes on like this for a long time, she will have a heart attack.

"Drive me away?"

"I I... " In the face of a man's slight annoyance, he suddenly approached and stammered, "this is not your home, nor my home. Well, you understand."

"Ha ha, silly." Mo Jingyao reached out and gently raised her jaw. In the dark, she became accustomed to the beauty of her face.

"I'm stupid. You still like me, Mo Jingyao. You're also stupid." Metaphor can't help but return.

Don't want to, Mo Jingyao directly said: "well, I'm stupid."

"Bang" for a moment, metaphor color drooped his eyelids, no longer dare to see Mo Jingyao.

This kind of flirting feeling, she seems to feel for the first time, for a time, some do not unaccustomed.

It's too embarrassing.

"Ha ha." The man chuckled and stroked her face with his long finger. "Good night, good night."

Then, just as the metaphorical dull fingers touched the position he had just touched, Mo Jingyao stood up and disappeared quietly in the balcony.

It was quiet all around, and there was no mo Jingyao around.

He woke up with a start and ran into the balcony.

Only in the dark, where can we see Mo Jingyao's figure.

Only at the bright gate not far away, those shadowy people are still there. At this point, they still refuse to leave.