Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Seasonal warm ears suddenly became hot because of his words, and his shoulders and neck raised a goose bump because of the splash he pulled over them.

She tried to avoid her face, but the man had fallen down and caressed his hand patiently and gently to the bitten spot on her neck.

She sat in the bathtub, because he couldn't move because he touched it. She was afraid that she would have a low hum that she couldn't control. Behind her was the edge of the bathtub, but in front of her eyes was a surface of warm water. That or a light or heavy force on her neck said it was painful or something, but at least Ink looked deeply at that bite mark, and she certainly wouldn't be in a good mood.

“When he bites you, should he just faint and learn to be decisive before he gets hurt?” The man's voice was close to her ear, low and mute.

Seasonal warmth ignored him and put his hands directly on his knees, but still couldn't help but curl his fingers because of his touch: “At that time there was only one ashtray available in the whole room, but the distance was still far away, if there was something at hand from the beginning, from the moment I opened my eyes and saw him, I had already done it. ”

As if she had heard something very satisfactory, the man's hand moved between her neck, but instead held her back head and turned her head to look at him.

“What were you thinking when you had to run into the bathroom and flush cold because of the medication? ”

Season-warming heart jumped hard in a flash, trying not to open her eyes, but because of the way the man stroked her back of the brain, she couldn't help it.

Think about what?

What else can you think about?

Knowingly, she lived two lifetimes, and all the images of a man like him jumping out of his head were images of him pressing her against the bed, and even when he finally showed up, she would suspect for a moment that she was hallucinating because she was too eager.

But what's the big surprise?

At that time, if she was thinking about another man, she would really scare herself, especially if she was just thinking about it.

“Not only do I have a hard mouth and a stubborn temper, but I have to put your hedgehog in my arms. Do you think I'm self-inflicted now?” His lips and tongue slowly moved from her cheek to behind her ears, turning to his neck, his voice was low and dull: “Even if you touch you, you will stab him and enjoy it. There are many ways to shove you back into your arms, even if it's just physical intimacy, at least your body is honest when something happens and you know who you crave the most. ”

“How do you know it must have been you I was thinking about? There are millions of men in the world, and I've met many good men. ”

The man smiled heavily in her ear: "With me as your first man and your last man, and with all my skill, you have no interest in any other man. In this matter, you can only accept my closeness and only like me. ”

“ …… ”

Season Warm was pissed off by his confidence and choked: “President Mo's wishful work and your shameless work are getting purer and purer. ”

He smiled slightly: "I don't know anything else, but in the hotel bathroom just now, from the very beginning of the struggle until it was clear that I was the one who held you, it's hard to forget the moment you let the whole person relax. ”

“Mo Jingdeep, I found you so shameless that you forced me to carry you, didn't you? In that case, I am the equivalent of a four-sided Chu song. Of course, you are safer than it is cold. I am an instinct... ah...”

Seasonal warmth isn't over yet, Nai. The clasp on the back of her clothes was suddenly unbuttoned by a man's hand. Forget it, she is now holding on to medication, her body is sensitive, her chest is tight inside. The clothes suddenly loosened up, and the warm water flowed through the fragile and sensitive point, instantly she trembled, her eyes followed and lost another point.

“Instinct what? ”

As he said, he fished her whole person out of the water with a long arm package and sat her on the edge of the bathtub. The whole pink body came out of the water and came into contact with the coolness in the air. It shook at once, but it didn't reflect. The man's kiss fell directly. At the moment when the season warmth was beyond his control, he was pressed directly by the man against the nearest wall beside the bathtub, and the kiss went deep, causing her to forget the words just beside her mouth were hard. She clearly remembered what else she wanted to say, but the whole person was about to turn into a beach of water.

Even more so, because the warmth of the season is still full of water, the men's home clothes are soaked by such movements, the water vaporizes in the bathroom, and the wet clothes clearly outline the body lines of the men, but in the foggy space, all that remains is the temperature of each other and the breathing entanglement close to each other.

Seasonal warmth had become unstable, with her back against the wall, and she could only hold a man's clothes with her hands so that she could not fall to one side, and all reason had the opportunity to collapse as a result of that kiss.

Yet just as she almost lost control of herself and lifted her hand to hug the man's shoulder tightly, turning it into a passive kiss back and forth, and even the whole person drilled into his arms, the man suddenly stopped the kiss and followed it, retreating from her front.

Seasonal warm hands grabbed onto the clothes on his shoulders as he stepped back and emptied his hands, dropping powerlessly next to his legs.

Reason immersed in some kind of valley despair burned her nerves. She opened her eyes and her eyelashes were filled with water. She looked confused at the man who had just changed his clothes and was almost wet: “You... what are you doing...”

Suddenly come and kiss her, stirring up the intense valley despair that she couldn't resist, and then let her go.

It's so funny to watch her suffer.

Yet the man took the bath towel and covered it on her head. When the season warmed and frowned with red eyes full of desire and tangled eyes stared at him, he wiped her wet hair dry with the bath towel and wiped the water off her again. He was still extra patient when the season warmed up because of the action he wiped like this.

She suffered as if there were countless cat cats scratching her flesh, especially when the bath towel was all kinds of wiping on her, and every inch across the bath towel could not really feel the temperature in the man's palm, and the desire and unwillingness almost tortured her to madness.

Seasonal warmth couldn't take it anymore. Lifting his arms, he put the man's neck around him and held his head back to bite him. "Don't rub it...”

The man smiled softly: “The cold water had to be flushed first and now the water had to be wiped clean before it could cool down. ”

The woman's hot face couldn't help but rub the man's chin. She looked at the reflection of his lower body, which was already obvious, but the clouds were still light, and she bit him in the chin with a bite of angst.