Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 640: He hasn't messed with Mo Jingshen twice

When did this happen?

He only had two glasses of red wine at the dinner. Is there a problem with those two glasses?

Open your eyes easily, just feel a trance in front of you, then close your eyes, it is a fragrance in front of you. The scene is gorgeous, the woman in the scene is warm in season.

The man's face rose slightly, his throat rolled constantly, and his lips gradually emitted an uncompressible, heavy breath. His eyes flashed constantly past the warm face of the season, even fantasizing about the warmth of the season without clothes...

The body is getting warmer and warmer, and the image in my head is more tangled. He had to switch the hot water in the bathroom to cold water, as the heat in his lower body gradually accumulated to the point of explosion.

Almost at the same time, there was a sudden sound of the door being opened outside. Shengyi stood in the bathroom, holding the wall with one hand. The cold water gradually brought him back some calm and reason. His eyes were quiet to near darkness. After a moment, he listened carefully to the movement outside. After a moment, the door opened and closed, and everything returned to silence.

Who's coming in?

Only the secretary had a card in his room.

Shengyi withstood the heat of the near explosion of her lower body, her handsome face almost blew out water, suddenly closed the shower, lifted her hand and dragged her over the bathrobe to wear it, opened the door and went out faceless.

The room was still like before he went in for a bath, the lights dimmed, the curtains closed, he glanced coldly towards the door, turning around to pick up the phone placed beside the bed, but the moment he looked at the bed, he suddenly saw a quilt in the center of the bed, obviously someone lay in the quilt.

He glanced at the past and walked to the bed with a cold face, lifting the quilt without mercy.

As a result, a flash of lightning went off the window and a cold flash flashed through the window, causing his brain, which had just been forced to cool down by cold water, to almost explode for a moment.

On a large white bed, the woman lay on top in the dress, with long hair and scattered laying, white cheeks slightly abnormal red, but eyes quietly closed, like falling asleep, or sleeping.

The scene that was still appearing in my mind gradually overlapped with the woman lying quietly in bed in front of me.

Sheng Yi stared at the warmth of the season on the bed for a long time, gradually lowering the quilt that had just been lifted in her hand and throwing it on the other side of the bed.

Who secretly cooperated in planning all this, who knew that he had only been impatient with the warmth of the season for many years, and who had managed to bring the warmth of the season to his bed, the answer did not need to be guessed and known.

Seasonal dreams have pushed emotions out of control for two days.

She wants to ruin the season warmth.

She wanted to ruin the season warmth with his hands.

It is absolutely impossible for Seasonal Dreams to exploit the cold on weekdays, but now his only soft ribs are in front of him, destroying her and destroying himself, but just destroying each other, why not?

Sheng Yi stood by the bed for a while, slowly reaching out his hand and gently touching it with a little reddish face in the woman's white.

Years ago, in the Spring Festival, on the couch of the Seasons, he pushed her on the couch with alcohol and almost tore her clothes off again into his head, the soft, porcelain touch that held her under his arms, the infinite lust for this woman that had been hidden for years. Look, as his lower body swept up again, he bit his mind for a second.

Especially the woman in the bed was too quiet, unlike a distant, cold and disgusting look when she saw him on a weekday, she was still so white and greasy, her long eyelashes quietly stuck under her eyelids, breathing evenly, like a princess who accidentally fell into a coma because she bit a poisonous apple, just waiting for her man to wake him up.

The crux of a woman who had been haunted in his mind for many years, making him particularly averse to other women, was the one in front of her, and she lay here.

Want to do it?

The medicine had been given, and from the look on her face, it should have been given as well, but she didn't know how it was used to make her coma.

But if I want her tonight, even if Mo Jingdeep love for her is tolerant like the sea can tolerate this night, I will still hold her in my palm to pain and love, but with the warmth of the season, it should not be possible to go back to Mo Jingdeep, and if he is right, the media has been notified, I will definitely be outside the room tonight or tomorrow morning, waiting for the scene of Mrs. Mo cheating on me.

There was nothing detrimental to him except direct offense.

But he didn't mess with Mo Jingshen twice, and if he was really afraid of the Mo family, he wouldn't be too cold today.

Seasonal warmth.

The name, along with this sleepy, tempting little face, kept repeating in his mind before his eyes.

Even after the night, he still had nothing but her body, but he wanted it.

The man lowered his head and slowly approached the woman in bed. This woman was supposed to belong to him. He should not have felt sorry for her at the time of the Ji family. He should have taken possession of her earlier. Perhaps there would be no story of her and Ink Jingshen in the future, even if hated, at least the person who had been involved with her for the rest of his life would be him.

Seasonal warmth suddenly woke up in a coma just as the cold thin lips were about to fall on the reddish lips of women.

She had not reflected it yet, but saw the face of the man close to her eyes, shaking in horror, her subconscious face held apart to one side, the man's kiss could not fall on her lips, but it was dangerously rubbed at the corner of her mouth, and a kiss fell.

Seeing the woman who had been in a coma suddenly moved, the fire in the cold eyes burst into flames, staring at her with low eyes.

Seasonal warming side was the moment when the corner of her mouth was kissed, all her sweat had to be erected, she couldn't even think about what had happened before, just remembered the dim light in the banquet hall, like someone covered her mouth, then it smelled like a stinging nose, then she didn't know anything.

But I didn't expect to wake up for a second and see the cold!

When she was a teenager, the dreams at the Ji family seemed to suddenly return to her mind. She looked at him with a tight side face. When the man who leaned down and kissed him paused, she turned her eyes again and looked at him with caution: "Did you make me faint? ”

Looking at a woman with a small mouth all in one, the cold was hardly sober due to her medicinal properties, but she held on to a little patience, looking at the cold and protective in her eyes, smiling, mute: “Well, so what? ”