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In this posture, Wen Yan couldn't see the expression on his face, nor did he know what he was going to do. Some senses were so unconsciously magnified. This time, she had no room for struggle.

Mo Shichen asked her twice on the sofa, and another fierce struggle and repression during the intermission. In the end, Wen Yue's physical strength was far inferior to that of the man, and he gave up.

After she was "behaving", Mo Shichen finally found that the sofa space was not easy to play, untied the belt that trapped her hands, and then horizontally hugged her back to the double bed in the bedroom, directly bullying herself. Go up and kiss without a purpose.

He likes her skin very much, she is fair and soft, her touch is extremely good, her strength is heavy, and it is easy to leave marks. Looking at those shallow silts with uneven depths, he has a morbid desire to be demonized. With her temper, she burned the marks all over her body.

Sinking deep into the night.

In the middle of the night, Wen Min's mind seemed to have only the chaos that opened in the beginning of the world. There was no content at all, and he was completely reduced to a captive of desire. Not only could he no longer struggle and resist, even he could only listen to his ears. Bewildered and whispered, listen to what he says and do it.

Like a long, long time ago, countless nights.

In addition to her skin, he also likes her legs, slender and straight, wrapped around his waist, like vines and trees, interdependent and intimate.

........

The next morning, Wen Yan first heard the sound of the waves familiar to her recently, and then her consciousness slowly returned to her mind.

The whole body was sore and tender, as if the bones in the whole body had been disassembled and reassembled.

She looked at the ceiling above her head, and blinked her eyes open and closed. Before she could slow down, she had already smelled the smell of a man in the air, and had been fighting fiercely for more than half a night. Exhausted passion.

She froze, turning her head suddenly, and the man's handsome face jumped into her vision clearly.

Even the events that happened last night came to her mind, and Wen Ye was anxious for a moment. He didn't hesitate for half a second. Sit up and just push the man lying next to him under the bed. Push.

How could she have any strength? She had a burn on the back of her hand, and her wrist was tied by a man for a long time, and she was squeezed all night.

Mo Shichen was not pushed out of bed, but was awakened by her.

He opened his eyes a little slyly, and when he saw her face clearly, he froze obviously for two seconds, but there was not much strange color on the face, and he had a high degree of acceptance and did not have as much emotion as a woman.

Wen Yan looked at him when he was lazy and slow, and then came to fire. Her chest was violently undulating, and she adjusted her breathing a few times before she uttered a complete line, extremely indifferent, "You get me."

The man still sat up and lifted the quilt out of bed in her cold ice-skate gaze.

A night of madness, at this time, both of them were untouched. Wen Ye watched him get out of bed naked, and his anger was even more violent.

He looked at her bare shoulders, her messy and less serious short hair, the thin red on her face, the long smile on her lips, and her hoarse voice, "Is she angry?"

Wen Zheng looked at him blankly.

She was so tired, her body was tossed around by a man all night, tired, angry, and another turbulent and unspeakable emotion wrapped her, making her whole body and mind tired, just wanting this man to disappear In her sight, then she fell down, closed her eyes and didn't want to sleep.

He lowered his eyes, faced her eyes, and smiled deeper at the corners of his lips. "Did you just remember too much the feeling that the ebb tide has risen under me, so it only stimulated me several times?"

Mo Shichen found that he really loved watching the woman's face flush with red lips, and continued to laugh deeply with his thin lips. "You have performed better on the bed than I thought, not as good as it looks Uninteresting and old-fashioned, I don't know if it was born false or serious, or was it developed by training? "

Wen Yan had no strength to settle accounts with him, but this man always had the ability to give her angry strength, she could not hold back, regardless of her undressed body going out of the quilt, she would all be exposed to his sight , Climbed over and got up and raised his hand with a slap and fell on his face fiercely, "You will not roll out of my sight in a minute, I promise to interrupt someone's leg today."

His face was slightly fanned by her. Mo Shichen raised his hand and touched it. He smiled indifferently, and his gaze swept away from her without any convergence. "If you want it next time, you can tell directly I can't make corners, huh? "

When the words came to an end, his gaze lingered for a few seconds on the flush in her hand, and his eyes darkened a few degrees.

Wen Yan also wanted to hit him by hand, but the man had turned around and walked out of the door without looking back.

Last night on the sofa for a long time, his clothes were naturally scattered in the living room.

By the time Mo Shichen went out, he was well-groomed, with a shirt on his body, and he could no longer see the attitude of a bird and a beast when he was fierce. When he was about to get into the elevator, he met Aleb who was coming.

The two stopped at the same time.

Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes and lifted his lips softly, "Miss Wen accidentally burned her hands with tea last night. There was a slight burn. When she called for breakfast, you remember to attach a scalding cream. Send it to her together. "

"last night?"

He explained ambiguously, "She just woke up for a while and probably made up her sleep, and I'll talk about it later."

Aleb didn't speak, Mo Shichen wiped from his side, and went straight into the elevator.

........

Wen Ye did exactly what the man said. After he left the suite, her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and she fell back weakly on the double bed.

The air was still ambiguous and humid afterwards, and the waves outside the window lined the large room even more deeply.

She was lying on a white mattress, looking at the same white ceiling, and the thin red on her face faded into a quiet white.

She heard her breathing, as if the whole world had only her own breathing.

I can no longer find the feeling of love, hatred, and grievances. Memories or reality are all sloppy and clear. She can see it from her mind, but she seems to be watching someone else's story.

Wen Yan originally wanted to return to Paris directly, but his bones were too sour, soft, and painful. At this time, the long journey was simply to find sin.

She fell asleep during the day and did not get up until night. She went to the bathroom shower and drank hot water for half an hour. Then she found out her clothes and put it on, ready to eat and wait for her. Full of spirit, and then find Mo Shiqian to settle accounts.