Chapter 608： Tell me, can you just get out of bed with just a few drinks? (2/2)
”Wen Ye.”
”You let go!”
”Are you comfortable just now?”
”...”
He frowned. ”Speak.”
She looked away, making it clear she didn't want to talk to him.
Mo Shichen was a bit funny, and I did n’t know how to see that she felt that he hurt her chin, so she played a temper with a look of disregard for him, his eyes were dark, his fingers were still loose, Yin Yin He asked heavily, ”Tell me, can you just get out of bed with just a few drinks?”
The woman was righteous, ”Look beautiful.”
Mo Shichen, ”...”
He breathed in his chest, and for a full minute he couldn't ease it out.
He wanted to make the woman's face into a cake.
He wanted to ask her how many times she had drank, and what good-looking men he had met, but reasonably told him that he could n’t ask. This kind of consideration is exactly the same as Chi Huan ’s original idea. These years belong to her. She has the right to be nice to other men.
But I really heard this answer.
Better not ask.
In the end, his face had a chill, and he pressed the ambiguous heating in the room down. After a minute, he opened his mouth slowly and slowly, ”Do you know who I am, huh? ”
She looked at him blankly.
He was going to strangle her.
When Mo Shichen was preparing to pinch the woman's neck to vent her hate, she asked, confused, ”Are you dead?”
”...”
He said coldly, ”You miss me, you are dreaming of spring.”
She made a long whisper.
Mo Shichen stared at her slightly red lips, and there was a resounding reaction under her, and her breathing was sinking, and she was about to pack up the woman again, and suddenly she raised her hand and reached up with her fingertips. His handsome face.
He didn't move at once.
”I didn't miss you ...” She sighed slightly and looked helpless. ”Maybe it's been too long without a man ... It's inevitable that there will be a need. When I look back to find an object to relieve it, I should never dream of you Now. ”
Mo Shichen, ”...”
He had calmed down, but wanted to see what annoying words the woman could say, and he was packed up tonight.
She stared at him and looked at it for a while, and seemed to be very shy again, ”I seem to dream that you are here ...”