Chapter 612: "The tongue is easy to hurt. Would you like to bite a bite?" (1/2)

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Mo Shichen gave her a funny look and said lightly, ”Apart from such bridges, what else can make you fall in love overnight and quickly empathize with new love?”

Wen Yan stopped talking.

She thought the man's tone was particularly annoying, and she was stuffed in her chest.

After half a minute, Mo Shichen got up, walked around the long table, pulled a chair and sat down beside her, stretched her arms to go upstairs to her waist, put her face on her face with a smile His voice whispered, ”Come, don't play with the temper of the little girl, let's continue.”

His tone was intimate, and he even had a mild sense of petting.

Wen Huan pushed him, annoyed, ”Can you move your feet like this?”

After a few words, he posted it, like a fly to drive away.

”No,” the man whispered, ”physical contact is the beginning of communication.”

With that said, he kissed her on the cheeky cheeks, and felt that the touch was better than he imagined, so he kissed again without any fear.

Wen Yan, ”...”

Why hadn't she noticed before that the man's face was about to break through the walls?

Really like a little girl, Mo Shichen looked at the woman who was so angry that she wanted to hit him, but finally could only wipe the face of the woman who was kissed several times in anger and forcefully.

It seems that from the beginning of Jiangcheng, he vaguely felt this elegant and cold Vice President Wen, and there was an unknown side in his bones.

After she rubbed it for a while, Mo Shichen finally went up again and kissed her in the same place.

Wen Zheng looked at him blankly.

He smiled slightly. ”You keep rubbing.”

She wipes it!

Wen Zheng raised his hand again and wiped it hard.

Mo Shichen, ”...”

His dark eyes stared at her for a moment, and he lowered his head again, but this time the place where his lips fell was no longer her face, but her neck.

That pose was like a handsome vampire biting her neck.

But Mo Shichen just sucked kisses with his lips and tongue, and then a dark red kiss mark was burned like this.

Although Wen Yan couldn't see it, he knew the man's purpose.

She rubbed her teeth.

”Want to bite me?” The man put a smile on his face and his voice was dumb and ambiguous. ”Whichever bite you want, but according to my understanding of the human body, the tongue is easy to hurt. Would you like to bite a bite?”

Wen Yan, ”...”

She smiled angrily. ”You really think I don't dare to bite, right?”

He smiled lowly, ”No, I just invited you.”