Chapter 457： He didnt hold her up ... it was her own initiative (2/2)

She was still a little sensible at first, but with an increasingly thrilling thrill, her consciousness would be swallowed up by this suffocating joy.

Her slightly curled dark long hair was messy and scattered on her shoulders, her white body was hung with a silk shirt that had not completely fallen off, her face was flushed with red blood, and curled eyelashes were half-smoothed with blurred eyes, red. Lips overflowed and fluttered.

The pretty face makes it hard to tell whether she is painful or happy.

Mo Shiqian's bloodshot eyes were always staring at her face, and her eyes became deeper and darker.

He went up and kissed her lips again, and buckled her hips to bring her up and down hands slowed down, and in the end even just fell asleep, but the woman didn't seem to perceive it, just felt that the rhythm was too slow, and slow enough to let her Uncomfortable, consciously speeded up.

When the strength on his hand was completely withdrawn, she was moving.

Mo Shiqian silently untied her scarf with her free hands.

Chi Huan's mind was already faint and chaotic. She pressed her hands on the muscles of the man's abdomen and took control of her hands. She unconsciously explored her excitement points, controlled the angle and rhythm, and made herself comfortable. Way moving.

But this position is obviously ... easy to get tired.

When she finally felt tired due to lack of strength, and finally keenly noticed that a compelling sight fell on her, her half-open eyes slowly recovered her sight, and saw the man who smiled like a smile Yan.

With a bang in his brain, Chi Huan bit his own lips, his face was hot enough to emit a white mist at any time.

Mo Shiqian leaned his head against the bed, his hands clasped against the back of his head.

He hadn't supported her on her hips for a long time ... she always took the initiative herself.

This recognition made the overwhelming shame raging, Chi happily tried to avoid his sight, and then looked down to see the long red marks on the man's chest-

Probably, it was caught by her nails.

Her hand has also been released.

She closed her eyes again and looked sideways.

The floor-to-ceiling windows reflect their outlines clearly with the dark outside.

Loose long hair with waist, exquisite undulating curves, across the body of the man sitting, the whole picture is sexy.

Mo Shiqian got up and kissed her, holding her small slap face with one hand, and the sound from her throat was hoarse, and the hot breath burned her skin, ”Tired?”

When I came to this place, I was worried about her unwillingness, and she was really arrogant, although she still had unspeakable sadness in her heart--

To her own.

But Chi Huan still wrapped his hands around his neck. There was no other expression on his face except for the redness and blankness. She was hollow, and whispered, ”Well, very tired.”

The man kissed her lips and murmured, ”Then rest.”

That being said, he still kissed and kissed her, holding her hands to make her slowly move again.

After it was over, she did not lie on his body while looking at his waist, and soon went down. She was leaning on his side by the man with his arms around him.

After a while, her tightly curled toes had also eased, and there was no other sound in the air.

Quite unusually quiet.

Mo Shiqian frowned and looked down at the face buried in her chest. She closed her eyes and remained quiet, noisy, as if she was asleep, but the pale red and wooden face let her see It is fragile that cannot be said, like a lost child.

He reached out and touched her face, and said in a low voice, ”Unhappy?”

I thought she would pretend to sleep, but the woman turned around in his arms, facing the side of the floor-to-ceiling window, her long hair covered most of her face, and her voice was too low to discern the content, ”Sleep. , I'm tired and sleepy. ”