Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Seasonal warmth went back to her room and took a direct bath. It is now 12: 00 in the middle of the night, but she just slept in the car for a long time, so there was nothing to worry about.

After bathing and drying her hair, she changed her comfortable pajamas. At this time, a room attendant came knocking on the door and said that President Mo told her to prepare brown sugar water every night after returning to the hotel. Ask her if she wants to drink it at this late hour outside the door. The kitchen is ready.

Seasonal warmth went directly to open the door, took the brown sugar water and thanked him, and suddenly saw the opposite door open together. A pair of men walked out from the opposite side looked directly away. Seasonal warm eyes did not go to see him, and he turned back to the room with the cup in his hand.

The room staff saw Mo Jing come out and turned to nod his head respectfully to him: "Mr. Mo. ”

Ink nodded deeply and faintly, then looked across the street at the door that had been quickly closed by the warmth of the season and walked straight over.

Seasonal warmth closed the door and was about to drink brown sugar water, suddenly she heard the door behind her open, she made a move, suddenly turned her eyes and looked angrily at the man who walked into her room like this: “Ink view deep, you just walked into my room again! ”

The man glanced at her and said, "Are you dressed like this every day at home? ”

Seasonal warmth lowered her head and looked at her nightdress. It was a dark pink thin sling silk nightdress, but it was not a very vulgar kind of dark powder. It looked very sexy on her. Sense, this nightdress was a birthday present that Hachi bought for her when she was in England. It was said to have cost her eight and a half months' salary. Silk materials are very comfortable. Seasonal warmth really likes to wear it. I do wear this often at home for two years.

The silk nightdress with this slim strap is just comfortable for her to wear, but that's not what it looks like to a man...

Seasonal warmth glanced at her exposed shoulders and clavicle, and there was a slightly more hidden groove in her chest, she held her lips and took a step backwards with her cup, and said: “Wearing comfortable is often worn. Anyway, I'm the only one in the house. This time out, I just put something I'm used to wearing in my suitcase. It's just a nightdress. What's wrong? ”

She drank a few glasses of brown sugar water, drank half a cup, put the cup down, looked back at the 600 million dollar painting placed on the table shelf beside the bed, she paused and said: "It's late, isn't there any other work to continue tomorrow? In the days of travel in Beijing, I can't delay too much due to my physical problems. Go to bed early... As for this painting, thank you very much. ”

“How do I know if you're sincere or fake when you said thank you at least three times this evening? ”

“ …… ”

“Do you remember what I promised you? ”

What did she promise?

Seasonwarm's empty hand suddenly felt insecure, trying to pick up the remaining half cup of brown sugar water, but just dropped his hand, the wrist was dragged by the man, she didn't expect it, the whole person suddenly ran into his arms without protection.

The man hit her in the chest and her nose ached, the season warm breathing stagnated, her head turned to the man as if something had to happen to her tonight, the whole person suddenly strained: “What are you doing? ”

“You promised, meat only, tonight, huh? ”

“ …… ”

Season Warm tried to shake his hand and couldn't shake it off: “What about you? You know I'm in my period...”

The man's sharp fingers provoked her chin, regardless of what period she was talking about or the big aunt's problem, put the person directly in his arms, the thin lips so directly and accurately over her lips.

The season opened its eyes warmly.

What's that supposed to mean?

Wouldn't this man be suffocating? You don't even care about her period? Is this gonna be hard on?! Do you want to fight with blood?

Seasonal Warm has always known that if Mo Jingshen wanted to do something, no one could stop him.

She hurried to push him, opened her mouth on his lips and bit him hard. She finally retreated a little distance from his arms, but because of nervousness, she stumbled in her mouth and said: “I've only been in Beijing for three days. You entered my room on the first day and entered my room the next day. Aren't you going to live here or not today? Don't make me fly straight back to Haicheng tomorrow, Mo Jingshen you... Hmm! ”

As she retreated, the man pressed towards her and she could only step back. Before she finished, the man snapped her waist and limbs back into her arms and kissed her hard, blocking her lips.

Mo Jing glanced deeply, leaving some breathing space on her lips when she was almost suffocated, but he stuck to her lips and muttered: “You want to sleep, I won't disturb you, your period, I won't touch you, but you dress like this in front of me, I don't think I have much courtesy. ”

Seasonal warmth listened, yet to speak, the man's kiss has turned, prying her teeth open, in her mouth has sporadically kissed, wrapped out the frigid crisp and trembling chestnut, Seasonal warmth is suddenly given by this raging kiss to kiss the strength of the body as if it were suddenly to be sucked away.

When suddenly pressed into bed by a man, the warmth of the season could bark only once and was kissed again. His waist was moved a few inches into the middle of the bed.

A few seconds later, the man's hand grabbed her easily and was about to resist the wrist between them, but instead of pressing her hand to either side of her body, he pulled it straight down...

Season-warming hands trembled, unbelievably looking at the light in the man's eyes, he bit it on his lips again: “Ink deep, what do you want...”

The man's hand pressed her hand forcibly there, quickly reddening his warm face: “You...”

His inky eyes underneath were the darkness of the valley's despair: "That's it. ”

“ …… ”

This way?

She almost got it!

Mother! Son of a bitch!

I knew that traveling to Beijing would be tantamount to sheep entering the tiger's mouth. She still thought there was absolutely nothing wrong with having a big aunt's body, but ignored that this abominable man had simply treated her as fat to the mouth and never intended to let her go.

His breathing was heavier, hotter and heavier than when he just stood her steady, all sprayed on the skin between her necks, hot, clear, all her senses and sense of smell were submerged by the smell of a man.

And because this is an almost unacceptable kiss… it feels like the whole person is about to go soft.

Seasonwarm's head still awake a few senses made her die with her other hand to codify a man's clothes, but he could only bear his raging kiss, his hands constantly pushing his chest...