Chapter 39 (1/2)

”Mo Xiuchen?” Wen Yiyi pursed her lips and yelled at him. Then she earned her hand. It seemed that she wanted to get her hand away from his palm. Unexpectedly, the more she struggled, the tighter he grasped.

Above his head are his black eyes. Wen Yiyi is staring at him. His heart beats faster involuntarily, and his white face is red.

She didn't turn her head and avoided his eyes. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly. Her voice reminded him softly: ”Mo Xiuchen, it's still day, you can't...”

”What can't you do?” He leaned to her ear and asked in a low voice. His dark eyes were staring at her ruddy face. He was in a strange good mood.

With his question, his big palm also came to Wen Yiyi's waist, and the palm was close to her thin skirt.

Through that thin cloth, Wen Yiyi seems to feel the heat from his palm.

Beichi nibbles at his lower lip. Wen Yiyi looks at him with embarrassment. His face is red and his lips are slightly pursed. He doesn't speak.

See her bite lip not to say, Mo Xiu Chen put in her waist of hand slowly move to her back, looking at her more and more red face, Mo Xiu Chen still a face indifferent look, tone clear: ”Wen Yi Yi, talk.”

”I...” Wen Yiyi opened her mouth and said a word. Her eyes suddenly widened. She looked at the man who was pressing on her body. An unbelievable flash flashed through her eyes.

”Well? What do you think? ” Mo Xiuchen's voice was clear, but it seemed to be with a trace of charm. The narrow Phoenix eyes glared at her, with a cool look.

Hand is not honest stretch to her waist, bad heart pinch, and then continue to go up, came to her underwear button.

Wen Yiyi's small face rubs red and becomes angry. When he realizes what he is going to do next, he quickly reaches out his hand and holds him down. His tone hides a bit of annoyance: ”Mo Xiuchen!”

”Well?” He threw out a word lightly and looked at her with black eyes.