Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

At the end of the landing, the seasonal warmth was taken out of the water by the depth of the ink.

Because she deliberately hid in the water, held it for too long, her head ached, finally came out and swayed in the pool, fell back into the water, this time not ready to hold her breath, suddenly choked a sip.

Fortunately, Mojing's deep-eyed hands almost directly fished her out, but for a moment, the season warmth stood in his arms and coughed several times on the ground. She was choking, coughing was uncomfortable, and even coughing up her head hurt.

Mo Jing was deeply worried that something was wrong as soon as she recovered, picked up the bath towel on the side lounge and wrapped it around her, while helping her dry the water on her head, and then looked down at her face: “Is it OK? You're choking so hard, you're coughing so hard, is your head hurting? ”

After the season warmed her head for a moment and she had not yet spoken, the man suddenly held her with a bath towel because of her nodding motion. In a moment of suspension under the season warm feet, the man's concerns were clearly felt.

So she instantly felt evil and suddenly raised her hand. She climbed her hand two times up in front of his chest and whispered in her mouth: “Deep...”

Mo Jing is holding her arm in a sudden stiffness, and seasonal warmth can clearly feel the stiffness of a man's limb and a sudden low pressure.

How fearful is it that her sobriety this day is just a flash? I'm afraid she'll go back to being so confused that she doesn't even know how to fight back from being bullied.

So many dangers have gone through, life and death, step by step.

At this moment, Seasonal Warm suddenly felt that it was a little too much.

In the days after the accident, Mo Jingshen suffered all the things he had to bear and shouldn't bear, and he suffered the same thing, protecting her from the side, incessantly.

If she jokes about her own physical condition and recovery at a time like this, it seems to be true.

Season Warm raised her eyes and looked at the man's face quietly. She pulled the clothes off his chest with her hands again. When the man felt that she was also as delicate as the other day, he looked down at her and saw Season Warm's smiling eyes shining bright: “I'm kidding...”

The man obviously didn't think it was an interesting joke. It didn't mean anything to laugh at all. He just looked down at her shoulder and swimsuit, which she wasn't wrapped in a bath towel, and her long hair, which was still wrapped around her neck semi-wet, was subtle: “Are you kidding? ”

Seasonal warmth didn't think much, just lips said: "You just threw all the roses you were going to send me out of the water in order to get me out of the water, I can't make a joke to relieve myself of my regrets? ”

“Didn't you say you didn't want it? ”

“I didn't say. ”

“Well, I'll make it up to you tomorrow for your birthday. ”

Seasonal warmth just coughed up really uncomfortable, she didn't say much, just leaned on his shoulder with some sinking head, let him hug himself, lazy.

He was taken away from the pool by a man and taken directly back to the hotel. After entering the door, Seasonal Warm was about to descend from his arms.

As a result, the man kicked the door directly with his foot. Instead of letting her go, the season warmed. Instead, he felt that the man's hand on her waist sent a lot of strength. Then he was thrown directly onto the sofa by the man. His back hit the sofa gently and it didn't hurt. At the same time, the whole person was directly resisted.

She raised her head in a royal manner and suddenly grabbed the lips of the man who had crushed her.

Mojing kissed her deeply and almost violently, biting and spinning deep, then breaking open her teeth when she was about to be kissed into a coma, invading without gentleness, invading every part of her mouth, deep and tangled.

He had no intention of doing anything to her because she had just woken up and couldn't stand the torment.

But she was capable of messing with him.

“Just kidding, huh?” The man wrapped his tongue around her, while his low, dumb voice rested on her lips as he let go of her lips.

Seasonal warmth heard the dangers in his tone, the whole human nerve senses were flooded by him, his breath, his smell, seemed to have to penetrate into every inch of her skin without perforation, wanted to do a little resistance but there was nothing he could do.

She was kissed like this, and then she realized that she felt, being carried into this door by a man, he was like a stumped and suppressed beast for a long time, put up with her step by step, let her care for her, after all, she still pissed her off. Fire, instantly came by his own will, unscrupulous and powerful.

He had also endured a long time, and since that time, he had promised not to mess with her again without her permission, and then separated for so long, a great robbery of life and death, a big, confusing dream, he couldn't help but frighten her, not for a moment no longer intolerant, even if the little woman climbed on him once at a time when she was not awake, and asked naively how the two men were going to sleep together, all of which he had endured.

But this little woman had a great deal of courage, which led him to want to let go of her little lukewarm, lonely thoughts, which were overwhelmed with the forced catalyst of all the valley's hopes and thoughts.

Even since he had just affixed it to her, Seasonal Warm felt clearly against her below...

She was kissed with a gentle breath and called his name, like a weak cat called: “Mo Jing Deep...”

A man's voice is mute and sexy. Too much feeling: "Hmm? ”

“I just got a little better. Can't you just be so shameless for a while? ”

Her slightly feisty, yet self-conscious voice made the man's body want to go further, and he smiled low and dumb: "Have I ever had to? Not long enough? ”

“Then why didn't you just go straight up while I was climbing on you? I was proactive. ”

The man laughed down: “Qin Shiting said you were only about 10 years old with an IQ. Your eyes are too naive. I am not a pedophile, I can't help it. ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

She was blushing and burning: "So what am I looking at now? Isn't it naive now? If I hadn't been naive, I would have stayed in London until I died and never went back to Sea City. ”

He lowered his head and covered her ears, causing her to groan with sensitivity.

The man smiled low, right in her ear: "In your eyes now, there's me. ”

“You don't make love to yourself, it's just a reflection. I'm just going for a swim and you're going to run around in front of me, otherwise how could I possibly have you? ”

I feel the man's movements are getting too excessive, this unseen affection makes the season warm from blush to ear root: “Don't...”

However, the man's finger suddenly grabbed her chin, lowered his head on her lips and kissed again, low dumb and blurred: “Tomorrow is your twenty-fifth birthday, I am almost thirty years old, turning so long, even more than others experience impossible, we should have a warm and stable marriage, also have a child, warm. ”