Chapter 758： "I hate it? I hate you and let me chop your clothes?" (1/2)
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His voice is very low, and because it is more dumb and vague because of her, the driver in front of the car can hear him whispering, but he ca n’t hear the specific content, and he does n’t know what kind of curiosity he ca n’t bear. Look at them through the rearview mirror.
The man's fingers lifted the woman's chin, and her thin lips kissed her face. The kind of lingering, lingering kisses that stretched to the lips changed to pecks, from the lips to the corners of the lips.
This way back, he just kissed her face lightly in this way.
Until the car drove back to the manor.
Mo Shichen hugged the woman and got out of the car, and hugged her all the way to the bedroom. As she approached the living room, she was shocked to hear the sound of the car. Mom Su, who was approaching, and other servants not far away.
It was only after Su's mother approached that the woman the eldest son was holding seemed to be, Madam?
The men did not care about their different eyes, and only gently said, ”Send a cup of sober tea to the bedroom.”
”Ah, yes.”
Mo Shichen hugged the woman up the stairs. When he reached the door of the bedroom, he couldn't open the door. He kicked it open, walked in with long legs, and then put the woman in his hand on the big bed.
Wen Zheng was awakened by the sound of a man knocking on the door just now. She opened her eyes in his arms. When the man was put on the bed, she stared blankly at the ceiling, turned her head, and looked around ignorantly.
Mo Shichen took off his overcoat along with his suit, and threw it on the sofa in the distance, then took off his coat for the woman on the bed.
Wearing it so thick indoors is simply a burden.
It seemed Wen Wen didn't feel half, letting him fiddle with it, but the man took off to the end, and the discomfort in her heart extended to the last, because she always looked at the ceiling dumbly, pushed her to turn over, and she turned over to lie on her stomach She lay back by dragging her arm, and she did not respond to picking her clothes.
Throwing her coat, Mo Shichen sat down on the side of the bed and reached out to pinch her chin.
She didn't respond.
He frowned, intensifying his strength, pinching her aching, and frowning to pinch his hand.
”Wen Ye,” he approached her, looked down at her above her, and asked lowly, ”Do you know who I am?”
She was forced to look at him, frowning frantically, ”You hurt me.”
”I ask you who I am.”
”You hurt me, I hate it!”
The strength in his hands was not loose, and he said blankly, ”I can't say the answer, and I still hate it even more.”
Wen Min raised his hand that fell on the quilt, pointed his finger at him, and ended up poking directly on his face because he was too close. ”You're already annoying enough, you're annoying when you look at it, even more annoying me.”
”I hate it? I hate you and let me chop your clothes?”
”Hot and uncomfortable.”
When Wen Ye was drunk last time, he felt very cute and looked at him and wanted to take her to the belly.
But now, he only has the unexplainable irritability and eager temper.
Mo Shichen never wronged himself, besides there is no reason for him now. Before this woman was drunk, she should have expected that he would not be kind to her. The strength of her fingers was light, and she moved along the body. Desire, looking down to cover her lips.
The lips are close to each other. He sticks out the tip of his tongue to describe her lip shape, tastes it patiently, at the end, and then pry open her lips and teeth very skillfully, drive straight in, lingering her tongue.
She still didn't respond, neither resisted nor fascinated, or even closed her eyes. She lay flat on the huge double bed casually and looked at the lights on the ceiling.