Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Chi Huan waited for a long time without seeing him move, and was about to turn around to urge him, but in the next second, the man's hand wrapped around his waist, and he stepped back, with his naked back against the man's chest .

Warm kisses wrapped tightly around her shoulders and neck.

He kissed heavily, leaving deep or shallow traces wherever he passed, and his breath fell hot on her skin, so low that it was almost just an illusion.

Chi Huan was momentarily stunned, "Mo Shiqian..."

The man supported her waist with both hands and pushed her against the closet behind him again, lowered his head and kissed her, concentrating as if he was addicted to it.

She is stuck.

Behind Chi Huan was the wardrobe. He supported her waist with one hand, and held the back of her head with the other hand, kissing her lips, her chin, her neck, and to the collarbone, including the soft skin below the collarbone. .

Like falling in love with every inch of her skin.

There was no way to struggle, no way to escape, so he could only let him kiss.

Her hand was raised, it didn't feel right where to put it, so she just froze in mid-air, all the nerve endings in her body could only feel his lips and tongue.

The senses are a strong contradictory body, imprisoned and occupied by men, powerless, and there is an indescribable... sense of control and dominance.

She could feel his loss of control from his disordered and rapid breathing and the excessive force when he pinched her.

Letting Mo Shiqian lose control will give her a sense of accomplishment, because he seems to be a man with too much self-control.

The situation just got out of hand.

Once Mo Shiqian lost control, it would be even more impossible for Chi Huan to control the situation.

In the end, she could not avoid being pressed by a man to do it once.

There were servants knocking on the door and telling them to go down for dinner...

This time, he seemed to be stimulated by something, and he was extremely fierce and ruthless, bumping into the deepest point one after another, wishing to penetrate him thoroughly again and again.

It made Chi Huan cry and beg, but he was still unwilling to end, and he didn't mean to be gentle.

When he was finally satisfied, Chi Huan was so angry that he raised his hand and wanted to hit him.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Mo Shiqian cut her wrist in mid-air, raised his brows, his voice was low, and there was still evil in his smile, "Aren't your hands afraid of pain?"

Her hand can't hurt anywhere. In the process just now, no matter how addicted he was to madness, he never forgot to hold her hand. Normally, his chest and back had already been scratched by her. .

Chi Huan's cheeks were flushed, and he was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say, "Mo Shiqian, do you have too much demand? You did too much when you were young, and you will suffer from kidney deficiency when you are old."

He is really in need, if she doesn't give it to him, he can be in heat at any time. She treats him as the hunger and thirst of his prime, obviously only last night...he can still be so crazy in broad daylight.

The servant who knocked on the door must have known what they were doing inside!

The man lowered his head and kissed her red face, and tidied up the mess unhurriedly. His thin lips leaned against her ear, exhaling an ambiguous breath, and smiled softly, "Chi Huan, you really hope that I will be here if you don't..." Indifferent when it comes to getting dressed, huh?"

Is he still reasonable?

Chi Huan suddenly remembered that in the Wenhai Hotel, she took medicine and was held in the cold water of the bathtub by him for a whole night. She threw herself on him and he didn't touch a single hair of her. She really doubted whether she was too shameless For the charm of a woman...

She looked at the man who carefully dressed her, "I'm not wearing any clothes. I'm wearing pants and a bra on top. Don't make excuses. Didn't you react when you looked at me?"

He glanced at her with low eyes, with a smile on his lips, "I didn't respond, are you disappointed?"

"You are shameless."

Perhaps it was to pay attention to the wounds on her hands. When Mo Shiqian dressed her, he was gentle, especially compared to the ferocious and Ye Lang just now.

After putting on the sweater, she took her long hair out of the clothes and said, "Go down to eat."

"My back is sore and my legs hurt."

The man raised her face with his fingers, rubbed her chin with his fingers, and laughed in a haunting voice, "Why didn't I realize before that you love acting like a baby?"

Chi Huan looked at Jiaojiao, but at most she would only act like a baby in front of Sister Yao and Ning Youran. At other times, she was either pretending or just maintaining her personality in front of the media.

There are thorns all over his body in front of Chi An, let alone in front of Mo Xigu.

She is the most sensible in front of Mo Xigu, even if she acts like a baby, she is cautious.

Chi Huan scrunched his face and turned around unhappily.

Before he took two steps, he was hugged horizontally by the man who caught up with him one step behind, with a low and faint smile on his head, "If you want me to hug you, I'll just hug you."

"I just want to rest for a while before going down."

With such obvious duplicity, Mo Shiqian naturally didn't bother to expose it. He carried her out of the cloakroom and then went downstairs.

The servant is an elderly aunt. Looking at this young couple, she really feels sticky and her eyes are a little hot. In the cloakroom during the daytime...

After coughing dryly, he picked up Chi Huan's cell phone and greeted him, "Miss Chi, your cell phone rang a few times just now, someone should have called you, do you want to go back and see if there is anything important?" .”

Chi Huan couldn't hold it with his hands, so Mo Shiqian put her down, took the phone with one hand, and at the same time said softly, "Let the kitchen bring the food to the table."

"Hey, okay."

Chi Huan told him the password to lock the screen, opened the address book, and there were two missed calls, both without notes.

Her expression turned cold, she knew both numbers.

Mo Shiqian naturally knew them all too, but he just asked indifferently, "Do you want to call back?"

Chi Huan glanced at him and said, "Go back to the second one."

The man looked down at her, his expression was warm and indifferent, but his displeasure was obvious.

Chi Huan looked back, "Why didn't you fight?"

Mo Shiqian didn't say a word, just pointed his fingers, dialed the phone, and pressed the speakerphone.

It was connected quickly there.

A few seconds later, Mo Xigu's low, hoarse and tired voice sounded, "Chi Huan."

When Chi Huan occasionally raised his eyes, he could meet the man's silent gaze staring at her.

Her tone was flat, "Is there something wrong?"

There was silence for a few seconds, "My mother said your hands were burned."

"Oh yes."

After another moment of silence, he whispered, "Sorry."

She said lightly, "My hand burn has nothing to do with your mother, but if you can let her stop harassing me, I will thank you."

"Well, I apologize for her."

Mo Xigu's voice was very low, one can imagine that his mood is depressed and decadent now, and what happened to Su Yabing must have given him a big blow.

"Is there anything else?"

"Are you really with Mo Shiqian?"

Chi Huan smiled, "You won't break up with Su Yabing, you want to come back and chase me now?"