Chapter 341： I do n’t want to say that you understand me many times! (1/2)
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Chi Huan asked him to let go, but Mo Shiqian didn't have to hold her forcibly, his arms slowly released, and then he took up the cup of **** tea at the right temperature on the bed.
The other hand forced her up.
Then she fed the tea cup to her lips, ”Okay, open your mouth.”
Chi Huan looked at him, and the focal length of his eyes finally gathered, as if he could see him clearly at this time.
She didn't move and didn't mean to open her mouth.
Mo Shiqian said with patience again, ”Huanhuan, if you are cold, you will catch a cold. Drink it.”
When he said these things, he thought she would lose her temper.
He would rather she lose his temper with him.
But she just remained silent for a while, then bowed her head and drank all the cup of **** tea.
After drinking, she looked at him without looking at him, and fell asleep again.
The whole process did not say a word to him, nor even saw him squarely.
Chi Huan leaned to the side of the bed.
The attitude is obvious. I don't want to see him or ignore her.
His eyes closed, and it looked like he was asleep.
Mo Shiqian sat still and looked down at her.
The woman sleeping in the quilt slowly wrinkled and curled up.
Very tight, even his face looked forcibly forbearing something.
The rhythm and severity of breathing are not as normal as before.
The man could see that she was uncomfortable.
His heart was soft and he couldn't stop feeling distressed. He still leaned down and approached her slowly, and put his fingers on her cheek, whispering her name, ”Huanhuan.”
She frowned immediately and patted his hand off.
He moved away from him for a few minutes, and said in a depressing and tense voice, ”I want to rest, you go back to work.”
Instead of getting up and leaving, the man put her slapped hand to her waist.
In this posture, Chi Huan was basically held in his arms again.
His voice was as low as a nasal sound. ”Is it uncomfortable?”
”You let me go!”
”Huanhuan ...”
”I told you to let go!”
Her voice rose suddenly, her eyes glared at him coldly, and her breathing was short.
Mo Shiqian said nothing, but held her tighter.
He mutely said, ”Don't bear it if you feel bad, eh?”
Don't bear what it means, you know each other well.
Chi Huan's nerves have fallen into a brief sharpness, ”I told you to let go of me. If you don't hold me, don't touch me, I won't feel bad, let go!”
She is uncomfortable.
More uncomfortable than unilateral patience.
If he didn't come, she would have been a lot better, because the energy had passed, and there were only a few slow and uncomfortable follow-ups.
As soon as he got close to her, it was like the worms that had stopped, and he agitated in her bones and blood, biting her in pain.
But couldn't help but want more.
Want to hold him tighter, want him to kiss her, even want him ...
but……
Reason and physiology run counter to each other, and the feeling of torture is heavier.