Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

However, as a result of this bite, Mo Jing reached deep to snap her back neck, and then drooped her head and kissed her even harder.

His kisses, inspired by her, were increasingly meant to be plunder and hegemony, so intense that they were almost crude.

The knuckles slipped a little bit and penetrated under the skirt, rubbing around the legs, the crispness began to spread from his fingertips, and soon she was completely paralyzed.

As her body vacated, she subconsciously pulled her legs together and placed them between his waist.

“Mo Jingshen, what are you doing...”

The next moment, however, she was the whole person held by a man on him, obviously her posture and angle above...

He smiled softly, because she hadn't been able to sit completely still, and the man was still halfway down in his arms, and the exhalation between the men's lips sent into his ears, knocking on her eardrum, invading her brain, interwoven with all the keen valley desires of his own, flashing like a spark of mystery.

“Don't you hate being bullied by me? Give you a chance to be queen. ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

……

The next morning, when I woke up with a painful backache from the warm back of the season, Mojingdeep was dressed to read the morning paper from the hotel in the living room of the sofa.

She stepped on her slippers and flew with an eye knife against a man in a crown who was totally unharmed.

Animals... beasts.

Crown bird. Beast.

Mo Jing sounded like she heard her belly defamation. She took the morning paper a little lower. Her dark black eyes looked at her. It was obvious that both slept late and late. Seasonal warmth could not sleep for at least an hour more than him, but the man's eyes did not mean to be exhausted.

“Breakfast on the table, eat fast, go to the airport today. ”

“I know...” knowing that I have to catch a plane today last night won't let her go, it's not enough to end once, I have to make her almost faint for the past few times to stop.

She opened the plate on the table with the crab soup bag that the hotel specially made for them today.

Mo Jingdeep needs to feed her stomach in recent days, but Seasonal Warm doesn't need it. She thought she was satisfied with the barbecue he made for her herself last night. I didn't expect to have such an authentic crab yellow soup bag before she left today. But the process of making this stuff is so troublesome, it should be that he said hello to the hotel a long time ago, so that they could have done it in the morning.

Seasonal warmth was tormented by men all night. The barbecue I felt eating in the second half of the night was digested up. I was already hungry. I can't care less now. I just sat down and ate.

“Didn't you say yesterday that the hotel was by the sea and the morning air was cold, could you get dressed?” Mo Jing looked deeply at her shaky nightgown hanging on her shoulder and couldn't help sighing, reaching out to help her manage her collar.

No, it doesn't matter. It's a gentle tear, but it rips the spring between her collars. Light.

Snow white neck and clavicle, a light red star spot cloth in every place he kissed last night, irresistible marks written into his body, honestly recording all the joys of carrying love last night.

“What are you gonna do now? Early in the morning, you still see me eating. Rape me, Mo Jingshen, you Sven scum!” Seasonal warmth reflexed, raised the alarm, and with the soup bag, she cautiously patted him open and protected him in the hands of his collar: “Never go on, you'll be late for the plane! ”

“... what are you thinking?” Mo Jing's deep, clear and handsome eyebrows twitched. After all, he just laughed. He picked up his coat hanging from the back of the chair and covered it on her shoulder: “Eat quickly and catch the plane. ”

“Oh.” The alarm is off and you can eat at ease.

“And," he thought, turning back: "The weather in Los Angeles has been cold lately, so don't wear too little, especially out-of-the-body clothes. ”

Recently, I watched a lot of seasonal warm swimming here, and the ink scene grew deeper and deeper, feeling that he wanted to hide almost everywhere in this little woman's body, even if it was just a common suspender skirt that she could no longer wear, after all, it was too easy to attract the attention of men.

“Oh.” Seasonal Warm still buried herself for dinner, whispering while he wasn't paying attention: “Cheap ghost. ”

……

Seawarm's last minute of life on the Argentine Sea Island was dragged to life as if a century had passed.

Passing through the dessert shop in the terminal hall, Seasonal Warm wanted Sundae and ice cream, Ink View still wouldn't let her eat cold food, instead bought her ice cream flavoured doughnuts.

They pass through all kinds of unintelligible shops in the terminal hall, and they are also exotic.

Finally, when they were ready to board the plane, they did not deliberately go to the entrance to the first class, but stood directly at the end of the crowd, saying that the depth of the ink landscape was entirely along the meaning of the season warmth, rather than the season warmth deliberately wanted to pull the ink BOSS to pick up the local atmosphere of the small civilian population.

……

After all, the first two trips back to Los Angeles seemed like a big deal, but after all, Shine Group was here, Mo's in Los Angeles was here, where she read when she was a teenager, so even seasonal warming was almost a psychological shadow on Los Angeles, and the place was still confusing with her life, and she still had to run around Haicheng and Los Angeles.

She didn't know that Mo Jingshen had given up power over the underground arms deals. She just thought that the troubled people of Atsuta had been completely solved, so she went back to Los Angeles so calmly that there would be no more messy interference.

Just after returning, Mo Jingshen's mother, Ms. Wanzhu, did not know where the source was. She learned that SeaWarm had returned to Los Angeles, presumably because Mo Shao and Ms. Wanzhu, although older and no longer in charge of the company's main affairs, had bowed down for Shine for many years, so there must still be various close ties with the company. Mo Jingshen went to the Argentine Sea Island, and the person in charge should have told them about this, but also talked about SeaWarm and Mo Jingsheng.

So less than two days after returning to Los Angeles, Ms. Wanzhu came straight to the Mo family in Los Angeles to warm up for the season. She was still a daughter-in-law for three years, and she was still not at all slutty.

Instead, Mojing had no intention of sending Season Warm back with her at all, let alone leaving Season Warm half a step out of his sight. While returning to Los Angeles, he was bound to go back to Shine headquarters to deal with some important matters. Season Warm simply lived in the rest room of his office.

Anyway, his lounge has always been spacious, and the office lounge on this side of Los Angeles is more than 300 square feet, let alone just let the season warm up for a short break, even if it's definitely enough for her to tow her home.