Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

“Stop torturing me, if you want to go up, while I'm irrational, Mo Jingdeep you still have to hurry...” Seasonal warm's voice has brought a cry: “I can't stand it! ”

He bowed his head and kissed her in the mouth, still calm: "It's been more than three hours since he was drugged. He's probably calmed down for a little while and the potion will be over, so bear with it, huh? ”

Season warm's hand grabbed the clothes on his back: “I can't stand it! ”

“So you want me? Or should I go downstairs and fall in love? Fun stores help you buy...”

Seasonal warmth held him in a tight circle directly around his neck and kissed him with his head back. Even his body was tightly attached, sending him all without a crack.

Let's just say she's crazy.

She's out of control!

Mo Jingdeep her eyes were so dark because of this action, and the bath towel he had wiped for her was thrown at her by his hand. Empty hands held her directly, lowered her head, and the kiss was deepened by the direct opposition.

In the bathroom, he had already kissed her in the dark, and then the warmth of the season was held by him, only to hear the man kick open the bathroom door and carry her into the bedroom as he kissed her.

Mo Jing easily ripped off the last barrier on her lower body, then the season warmed behind her back, and the whole person fell directly into the bed, followed by a man holding her down together and pouring them into the center of the bed.

The hot and dry little woman had long been unable to hold her hand in the bed, one hand was pinched and pressed against the bed, the other hand was actively torn off on the man, the buttons on the man's homewear were not tight, even under her hands were very loose, several times she unwrapped several, the season warm closed her eyes, not sure if it was her voice or the man's wheeze, just kissing each other constantly deeper, she unwittingly curled her legs.

The man kissed her neck along her chin and inches of skin at and around her clavicle.

The kind of season warmth that almost pushed Tian Li straight to shock the whole person couldn't help but tremble under him, making all kinds of voices in her mouth that she had never dared to make in her life, she was a little afraid of herself: “Ink depth...”

“Hmm?”

“Doesn't a man just like a woman in bed?” Season-warming hands covered her own eyes as if they were grieving sandmouth openings.

The man smiled and kissed her on the lip again. “What have you never seen? Do you really think that when you're not drugged, every time you're mute and begging me to let you go, you're calmer than that? ”

Seasonal Warm: "... Really? ”

“Really.”

Seasonal warmth instantly gave up its image and followed its inner desire to tangle with men.

Until the warmer performance of the season was no longer under her own control, Mo Jing smiled deeply and heavily, pecking on her lips, warm sand mute: “So urgent? ”

Seasonal warming is of course urgent, not at this time.

The man kept lighting a fire on her, but still refused to satisfy her. She moved back and forth, twisted again, and then stared at him with a fateful look, holding onto his arms with two hands: "Hurry up! ”

“This is what you want. ”

……

Dinner started when it got dark. Seasonal Warm had no idea which wine she was drinking, but from drinking a few small glasses of red wine to waking up in the cold room, to now, for a few hours, she had no idea how she had survived. At least it was after 12 o'clock at night when she was taken back to Orlando International by Ink View.

The early morning sun is thrown in through the window of Orlando International, through the subtle gap between the curtains, outside the curtains, is the ultimate view of the city, the morning mist is not yet wet, the warm sun falls on the plain curtains through the reparative fog.

From late at night to early morning, the intermittent noise in the master bedroom of the room has barely stopped.

A woman's wheezing and crying sounds unbearable, but delicate and irresistible. For a man, it's more irritating than the drugged wine she drank by mistake.

The lights in the room were not on, and the only bright light was coming in through the window.

Ink took the warmth of the season to the bathroom, washed her again, wrapped her in a bathrobe and sent her back to bed.

However, the woman grabbed his arm again while she was unconscious and crawled towards him without suspense...

Repeatedly, until noon, they almost gave up the bath, and eventually the warmth of the season completely survived the medicine, and when their body was exhausted and about to dissipate, they fell asleep in bed completely.

In the evening, Evening Xia passed through the curtains before finally opening her eyes, but she had no strength at all. Everywhere she suspected that parts in various parts of herself might need to be regrouped again, otherwise it was presumed to be obsolete.

The point is, how long has it been since the deep ink landscape has been around her? If she remembers correctly, yesterday's dinner was on a weekend, and today is Monday.

She was just about to get up, and the man sat her up one step at a time, and she was sitting up for a moment, and she just fell back, Mo Jing extended her arm and grabbed her, lowered her head and put her back on the pillow and lay down: “After all this time, are you sure you can get out of bed now? ”

At the same time, the man bent over and picked up the bathrobe that had fallen on the floor beside his bed, until when the man got out of bed and tied his belt on the bathrobe, the season warm carried the pillow he had just slept on and smashed it at him, muttering his voice: “If I hadn't seen the cold yesterday, I would have suspected that you would have given this medicine! I think it's what you want. Please be dissatisfied with what vile means are used to intentionally abduct me...”

Seasonal Warm said it intentionally, and it sounded like it was exasperating after calming down, but it was a bit of a delicacy.

She can barely get out of bed with her soft legs now, but the man is restless as if he had just done a simple aerobic exercise for so long, this huge contrast between physical strength, so entrenched.

He glanced at her and said, "Who held me after one last night? Didn't you just keep drilling in my arms? ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

She speaks plugs.

Even if she was drugged, but not drunk, she was sober enough to remember everything from last night, even at one moment or another.

So of course I remember Mo Jingshen was already going to let her go at dawn, but she should really have been given a super strong dose of medicine, so she would haunt him once and for all. Really, she doesn't want to think about herself last night and this morning. Every time I think about seasonal warmth, I doubt that I was born so shaky...