Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The light in the living room became obscure with all this, and the warmth of the season was almost overwhelming. He looked at her and the low laughter made her ears red.

He pressed her waist, patched it up slightly, and could feel it rolling through his pants. Hot.

She collapsed and held his shoulder for fear of falling, a position that was more closely aligned with him.

Mojing was like being able to completely manipulate her nerves. The season warmed her waist and wanted to close her legs apart, but she could only whimper a few noises between his neck because of such a sitting position. It seemed like her instinctive desire was more, and she seemed to be secretly resisting the surge. Tide.

Seeing her like this, Mojing couldn't bear to push her back to the table, just wanting to move, suddenly a sound coming from her ear.

Seasonal warm phone rings.

She struggled immediately: "Cell phones, cell phones. ”

Ink frowned deeply: "Ignore it. ”

He said, his fingertips were much deeper.

Seasonal Warm chewed and shoved his hand: “It's not too early. It's not that there's anything urgent in the studio over in Haicheng, or that the school may be in trouble. If Professor Lin has something important to inform me, it's not good to miss...”

Mo Jing glanced deeply at her and obviously did not intend to release her, but Season Warm really tightened up in his arms. If she was not allowed to answer the phone now, the temper she had just calmed down would probably suddenly rise again.

He finally let go of some force. Seasonal Warm wanted to get up from him, but his legs were soft and he couldn't move. He looked at the phone on the sofa with an embarrassment and awkwardness on his face.

“You help me get it.” Sitting on him, she was told by him to cheer herself up like this.

Mu Jingdeep didn't say much, he held her up directly, grabbed her by the waist with one hand and picked her up on the sofa with the other hand.

Seasonal warmth was still soft, lying on him until the man held her on the sofa like this, she leaned over to hide beside him, but he never let go, handed her the phone, while still letting her sit on his lap, with the eyes showing her to take it.

Seasonal warmth was helpless, I put the phone directly to my ear without looking at the electricity display: "Hello? ”

The little woman in her arms had just been irritated by the full water of her eyes, and her lips had been kissed red, her chest a little dim red, and her long, yet undried hair tangled on her like seaweed.

What a fairy.

Mojing's deep throat knot rolled, simply closed her eyes, put her hands on the brow bone, leaned back on the sofa, and waited patiently for her to finish the call.

Body. Close to the bottom, hard not to be ignored. Dot just stuck to her across the fabric.

Even though Season Warm didn't dare to move, there was a sudden voice on the phone questioned by Ling Fei: “Season Warm, why didn't you and Feng Ling come back to live in the bedroom today? ”

Though the relationship between the warmth of the season and Lenfield is not very good, it also seems that one's whereabouts never need to be told to anyone.

This late night Ling Fifi suddenly called to ask, and the season warm instincts felt a little strange.

“I'm outside. What's wrong? Something wrong?” Seasonal warmth endures.

“Nothing, just that a diamond watch I bought before I came to T City disappeared. I left it in my bedroom the other day. It suddenly disappeared yesterday. I was going to ask if you guys saw it, but you and Feng Ling didn't come back to live here by chance these two days, which makes me wonder, so when are you coming back?” Lenfield doesn't speak well.

Season Warm is really very impatient with people like Lemfie.

There's not a day to stop.

How can it be so much?

What diamond watch, she hasn't even seen it, maybe she's been upset for a while, and she's trying to figure out a way to frame who and continue to make trouble?

After a moment of silence, she said coldly, "Do you think I'd be interested in something like your diamond watch of up to a hundred thousand, or would Feng Ling be interested in something filled with diamonds? You don't call the police first if you lose something? Did you call me to look forward to flipping out of my locker or bag? Isn't your chances too deliberate? ”

The other side of the phone was choked up by her precise pointing. After a few seconds of silence, she suddenly scolded: “Anyway, there are only a few people in the bedroom, no one comes in, so what if you can afford a million dresses? What if that's all your savings? I've seen all the people who borrowed money and put it in B, not to mention people like you, who know if you put all your money out there. Where are you and Feng Ling now? If I'm going to call the police, I need to call all of you suspects back. ”

Crazy.

“I have nothing to do with you when I go back, but remember that I and Fengling have separate password locks on their cabinets, and the number of times they have been opened is limited, when the password locks have been opened, the connected phone software will also be recorded, once I and Fengling's cabinets have been opened by who in the last few days, and who put what inside, these may be found by the police, are you sure you want to play with this pediatric means? ”

The people on the other side of the phone stopped talking directly. Just when Seasonal Warm was going to hang up directly, they hung up first.

How can there always be someone who likes to look for nothing, whose brain grows beneath his feet, or who thinks he's overwhelmed, who can easily be used as a bun to pinch?

However, Seasonal Warm is not in the mood to think about whether someone else is mentally handicapped or not. He can't help but throw his phone back on the sofa while holding his hands in front of the man's chest. His legs are still a little soft. He just wanted to jump out of his arms while he was calm. He just got up and made a move and was suddenly pressed back directly by the man.

“What's this call?” Mo Jing clearly sees the impatience and aversion that Seasonal Warm just passed in her eyes, and rarely sees who she has such a clear aversion to.

“A psychopath in the bedroom who doesn't know if she has persecution paranoia or likes a brainless brush presence, whether she's lazy or not.” Seasonal warmth just replied, feeling closer and closer to the place where men were going to put it.

Seasonal Warm just slightly deviated from the silk emotions and feelings instantly pulled back by one of his movements, watched him clasp her waist with his hands open, the other hand untied his own clothes, the buttons of his shirt were untied by one hand at a time, this visual effect, can't really be said of the male seduction.

Especially the man's eyes, deep and dark.

“Are you sure you don't want to go back to the bedroom...” He obviously waited for her to pick up the phone.

“I'll be right back.” Before the man's voice had completely fallen, he suddenly caught his leg in the warmth of the season, and suddenly he was pressed back against the couch by the man for a while.