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She didn't answer, because the man didn't give her a chance to answer. After one sentence, she kissed her lips heavily. The posture was too fierce, and even the sober Wen Ying felt that she would be swallowed by the man. .

He subconsciously tried to push him away, but he had no strength and could not speak, but could only produce broken syllables that were fuzzy to the point where he could not hear clearly.

Mo Shichen has never been driven by such a turbulent passion. Even the last night, rationality still prevailed, but now he seems to have no rationality. He just wants to immediately, immediately, not a second. Delayed possession of her.

Wen Yan was drunk, unconscious, and was slow to move. She was completely ignorant when her pants were dropped. When she felt the coolness in the air afterwards, her body was completely penetrated.

She whispered unconsciously and didn't know if it was comfortable or painful.

Followed by the short syllables from the man's throat, which came out because they couldn't restrain themselves because they were extremely content and comfortable, but they were quickly pressed back by him, leaving only a heavy breath that disturbed the beat. .

He entered very smoothly. Maybe he kissed her fingers on her body intentionally or unintentionally when he kissed just now, and easily pulled her out of the emotional reaction.

Mo Shichen went to kiss her lips again. It was not enough for a long time to entangle. The collision under her body was even more uncontrollable and fierce, and soon caused her to scream in a whisper, and the voice of spring still fell on the man In my ears, more cravings have accumulated, and in this cycle, it becomes more and more crazy.

The dense bump almost directly hit the deepest point, and Wen Min's head almost hit the head of the bed several times, but was soon pulled back by the man.

The lights in the bedroom were on and the light was bright, filling almost every corner.

Mo Shichen's forehead was covered with this fine sweat, and his breathing was adjusted by his rhythm after the initial disturbance. Although it was a little rapid, it seemed even, and this evenly matched his handsome face, and there was an abnormal calm.

He narrowed his eyes, his hot eyes staring at himself, distracted by the flushing little face in this tide-like pleasure.

Her clothes were messy, her buttons and corsets were all unbuttoned and pushed up, but they were not removed, and this half-hiding looked from the visual, and added a bit of inexplicable charm, two Slim fingers were holding the sheets underneath, whitening the knuckles.

Short black fine hair was wet with sweat, and several strands of hair were sticky to her forehead.

She bears him irresistibly, does not conceal her enjoyment, how stubborn is usual, and at this time there is much turbulence.

Mo Shichen lowered her head again, bit her ear gently, and asked husky slowly, "Do you like it? Wen Ye, do you like me to treat you so?"

She looped around his neck and kissed his chin and throat indiscriminately, saying "I like ... I like, you slow down ..."

He ignored her request, and instead intensified her point of reaction, forcing her to cry in succession, and her white feet were stretched straight.

After the first time, she was leaning around and wondering whether she was asleep or tired. She buried her face in the soft mattress and hugged a corner of the pillow, which seemed to make her feel safe. The white skin was now Covered with a layer of pink crimson.

Mo Shichen was also satisfied after she was released. She lay beside her and hugged her waist, looked down and closed her eyes, wondering whether there was a woman who was asleep, and her fingers touched her a bit. The soft cheek finally thought about the question that he had been thinking about just now.

This woman would n’t recognize anyone with a drink, and she was unprepared and unpretentious ... If it wasn't he who sent him back tonight to another man, would she also look like this?

As soon as he thought about it, he was extremely uncomfortable.

He didn't expect her to defend him like a jade for the past five years. After all, he was "dead". According to her, she had already disliked him, and he really had something to do with any man. He had no position to blame her.

But ... no stand does not mean he can't be unhappy.

He thought about the way she drank some wine and made a fool of him, teasing men everywhere ...

Wen Yan was a little drowsy because of alcohol. She was tired after exercise and soon fell into a light sleep. It was not until her jaw was attacked by a severe pain that she suddenly opened her eyes and looked confused. Looking at the handsome face in front of me.

Her vision was a bit blurred because she had just opened her eyes, but even so, she still felt the anger that was pressing above her head. She was dissatisfied and wanted to pin his hand, but it was useless, "It hurts ..."

"Wen Ye."

"You let go!"

"Are you comfortable just now?"

"..."

He frowned. "Speak."

She looked away, making it clear she didn't want to talk to him.

Mo Shichen was a bit funny, and I did n’t know how to see that she felt that he hurt her chin, so she played a temper with a look of disregard for him, his eyes were dark, his fingers were still loose, Yin Yin He asked heavily, "Tell me, can you just get out of bed with just a few drinks?"

The woman was righteous, "Look beautiful."

Mo Shichen, "..."

He breathed in his chest, and for a full minute he couldn't ease it out.

He wanted to make the woman's face into a cake.

He wanted to ask her how many times she had drank, and what good-looking men he had met, but reasonably told him that he could n’t ask. This kind of consideration is exactly the same as Chi Huan ’s original idea. These years belong to her. She has the right to be nice to other men.

But I really heard this answer.

Better not ask.

In the end, his face had a chill, and he pressed the ambiguous heating in the room down. After a minute, he opened his mouth slowly and slowly, "Do you know who I am, huh? "

She looked at him blankly.

He was going to strangle her.

When Mo Shichen was preparing to pinch the woman's neck to vent her hate, she asked, confused, "Are you dead?"

"..."

He said coldly, "You miss me, you are dreaming of spring."

She made a long whisper.

Mo Shichen stared at her slightly red lips, and there was a resounding reaction under her, and her breathing was sinking, and she was about to pack up the woman again, and suddenly she raised her hand and reached up with her fingertips. His handsome face.

He didn't move at once.

"I didn't miss you ..." She sighed slightly and looked helpless. "Maybe it's been too long without a man ... It's inevitable that there will be a need. When I look back to find an object to relieve it, I should never dream of you Now. "

Mo Shichen, "..."

He had calmed down, but wanted to see what annoying words the woman could say, and he was packed up tonight.

She stared at him and looked at it for a while, and seemed to be very shy again, "I seem to dream that you are here ..."