Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

“I was just saying...”

“By any chance? Can you say something so absolutely?” Mo Jing looked at him deeply and spoke faintly like a frost: “You want a woman who leans on me like you, has the right to dominate my mood and my body, and I will do everything I can to satisfy her. Do you want such a person? ”

And he said, "Or I could arrange a place like a royal garden, where we'd wake up in the morning, have three meals, live together, more like you, on the couch, on the bed, on the carpet, in the bathroom, in every corner of the room, and you'd still say you don't mind? Do you hesitate to be jealous? ”

Did this man intentionally scratch her heart with a knife?

From last night when she received the photograph to just when she saw the ring, she kept telling herself not to be angry, don't mind, it's okay.

But it turns out that a man's desire for possession can really be so powerful, so powerful that he can just give an example, it's just a hypothesis, all like a blunt knife slowly frustrating her bones, sharp pain can spread into her limbs as if instantly.

“Seasonal warmth, can you accept these a lot? ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

Die in the face of sin, isn't it herself?

Seasonal warmth suddenly seemed like an exhalation, leaning directly on the man's shoulder socket, whispering: “I don't want to, you can only belong to me. ”

Fuck his sanity, fuck his pride.

My husband is hiding himself. No one wants to rob her.

She lifted her hand and held his neck tightly, burying her face between his necks, breathing the smell of disinfectant water in his body. She snuggled tightly in his arms, her voice stuffing around his neck and said: “If you dare to be so kind to other women, I won't think about it! Mo Jingshen, I tell you, there will never be a separation between you and me, only a hundred years from now! ”

Mo Jing suddenly caught her jaw bending over and kissed her lips. At the same time she repeatedly sucked on her lips, she bit her tongue tip. She trembled and heard a man mute on her lips: "Remember what you just said. ”

“Which sentence? ”

“The last sentence. ”

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Seasonal Warm can't tell when she started kissing Mo Jing deeply. If it wasn't for his injuries, and if it wasn't for the fact that she's just pregnant now, it's estimated that the man would really have to push her into the hospital bed to do something.

But even so, the man tried not to pull the wound but to cover herself. Seasonal Warm was going to say that this was the ward, and anytime someone would come in, the man's kiss was dominant and resolute, and he kissed her lips with precision.

At first, I thought it was just a kiss, but I couldn't take care of it...

Until the button on the sick suit was unbuttoned several times, until the man's kiss fell between her fair neck, she burst into a spiritual spirits because of this kind of stimulus, and was impulsively dispersed calmly gradually back to kiss.

“Well, don't...”

The man ignored her resistance completely, and he lowered his voice: "Don't move. ”

“This is the ward, and I'm still pregnant...”

The man did not speak, and the tight, numb kiss fell on her lips and cheeks.

“Shenzhen... you're still hurt... hmm...”

It doesn't matter if there are injuries. It is important that she is pregnant now. The first three months are truly untouchable. Seasonal Warm has just experienced a running wave. She must now properly adjust her body. She cannot afford to be so-so at all, nor can she endure more torments.

The man pressed her tight, confined her freedom, kissed her collarbone, kissed her shoulder.

Had it not been for his injuries, Seasonal Warm would have pushed him away so hard that he would have struggled only a few times now.

Especially when there are occasional footsteps walking outside the ward. Every time this sound comes close to the season warmth, she gets nervous and stiff. But the more she does, the stronger the friction of the man's body, the longer she hasn't embraced each other in a deeper way, her psychological and physical desire for him is actually no less than that of him...

Not to mention his constant kissing across her neck, collarbone, ear to ear, all the sensitivities that were causing her calm self-restraint to gradually collapse.

Mu Jingdeep was obviously also a bit rational, he was restraining the movement he wanted to continue, but after all, he was extremely familiar with all the sensitivities of her body, plus the fact that the two people hadn't really been together for some time, the season warmth quickly reflected.

She whimpered with his hands and a kiss, burying her face between his neck, some unbearable gasps. Hidden in his neck nest, the mute begged: "Depth of sight...”

“Don't you want me? Hmm?” Man kisses her cheek, lips on her lips, low mute: “This tastes like torture. ”

The man's fingers had almost peeled off her hospital uniform. The more intense the emotional surge, the faster he regained his sensibility, his thin lips stuck to her ear, and he whispered and coddled: “Sleep well with me at night, don't make me call you again, I can't touch it, always let me see. ”

Seasonal warmth rolled over the man's cheeks and slowly nodded his head in his neck nest: “Hmm...”

……

Both spent the whole night in bed.

To be precise, the seasonal warmth was deeply pressed against the bed by Ink View. Although he was injured, it was not easy to do too much, such hugs and kisses were enough.

Previously, the warmth of the season didn't know that a simple kiss could be kept for a long time, such as kissing for at least half an hour without letting go, or even feeling monotonous.

Seasonal warmth didn't feel how long she slept, but when she opened her eyes again, there was some light in the ward, which mapped in through the curtains, dropping glaring light on the white quilt.

“Wake up?” Men's voices come from their sides.

Seasonal warmth turned his head and saw the ink sitting on the bed closer to the notebook. His hospital uniform on his upper body was only loose and left a suspicious red kiss mark around his neck, which was particularly eye-catching on the man's recently slightly pale skin.

Of course, she knew whose pen it came from. She didn't do anything in this hospital bed last night, but she couldn't bear to kiss him and chew him and bite him. After a glance, she quickly removed her gaze.

“Shy of what?” Her little move was naturally captured by a man, who laughed.

“What if the doctor sees you when he comes back later to change your medication?” Seasonal warmth whispers: “I was already brazen enough to live in your ward, now if anyone saw me, cough, how embarrassing...”