Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Looking at this look, Chi Huan felt as if he was about to be drowned, and his heart was beating like it was about to jump out of his chest.

He bowed his head and pressed his thin lips against hers, but he didn't kiss her, he just stuck to her.

The sensual pleasure flooded up layer by layer, almost overwhelming her.

She raised Chiguo's arm, and wrapped it around the man's neck with some difficulty, and her blushing and hot face also pressed against the man's face covered with thin sweat, her voice was charming and hoarse, and she murmured, "It's delicious." , but could be more delicious.”

Mo Shiqian looked down at her, the ink in his eyes seemed to be thicker.

Hungry for a long time, coupled with emotional stimulation, Chi Huan was completely tossed by him from the inside out, as if the whole night was full of orgasms one after another.

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Early the next morning.

Mo Shiqian was almost a habit he had developed since he was a child. He never slept too much, and opened his eyes automatically at six or seven in the morning.

Leaning against his side warmly and softly, breathing shallow and evenly, the whole embrace is full, as if even the heart is full.

I didn't feel empty before, but now I feel extraordinarily full.

The woman's body under the quilt was naked, with snow-white fragrant shoulders exposed, her long hair was disheveled, she slept deeply, her sleeping face was peaceful, Mo Shiqian lowered his head, kissed her on the face, and then lifted the quilt get out of bed.

When he came out after washing and changing, the woman on the bed had already woken up.

He was hugging the quilt, sitting on the bed and yawning, with a sleepy look on his face, as if he hadn't slept enough.

Mo Shiqian buttoned his shirt with his fingers, walked over with his long legs, and said in a low voice, "Did you wake up?"

Chi Huan looked up at him.

The man has finished washing. He is wearing a black shirt with trousers of the same color underneath. He is tall and straight, clean, fresh, cool, and handsome.

She was well-dressed, and there was no trace of the viciousness on her body last night.

She blinked, "I don't rest today, I'm going to work."

Sister Yao sent her today's announcement yesterday, and although she wouldn't be so busy, she wouldn't be able to sleep until the sun was up.

He frowned slightly, "Ask your agent to cancel your work in the morning, and you can sleep later."

Chi Huan yawned again, raised his chin and ordered him, his voice was sleepy and lazy, "Go to the cloakroom and bring me my clothes."

Mo Shiqian's frown did not relax, but he turned around and went to get her clothes.

When he returned with the clothes, the woman sat on the bed with her eyes closed like a tumbler, as if she was about to fall down at any time.

As soon as he walked to the bed and put down his clothes, the woman who heard the movement leaned over, put her head against his waist, and looked up at him, "I want to eat noodles."

The man touched her head, "I'll let the kitchen cook."

She puffed her cheeks and said softly, "I want to eat what you cooked."

After being quiet, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and there was some helpless pampering in his low smile, "Okay."

When he went out and went downstairs, Chi Huan had almost fallen asleep, and got up to wash up in no time.

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"What? Are you going to reject Zhang Yan's movie and take over Jiang Song's one?"

Chi Huan bit the juice straw, calm and innocent, "I've already decided."

Sister Yao wanted to poke her forehead with her finger, but she was too lazy to get up because of the distance, so she gave up, and could only hate the iron and said, "You really can't be used to it, a little bit of sunshine will shine, Jiang Song's If you usually want to take a movie, you can take it, but it's not worth giving up Director Zhang for him at all."

Chi Huan twitched the corners of his lips, "I think Jiang Song's book is more interesting, and the heroine he originally preferred was me, and he used me as the prototype when he wrote the script, but the play directed by Zhang Da... After watching it carefully, it is originally a man's drama, even the heroine is just a foil, the characterization is relatively thin, and it is a good choice to return to the public eye, but for me now, it is not the best choice. Good choice."

When Jiang Song wrote this script, Chi Huan was still popular, and it was entirely possible for them to cooperate, and it was mutually beneficial.

Sister Yao didn't continue to persuade her, because she couldn't be persuaded. Since her debut, she has always had her own ideas about the direction of development and acting.

And it turns out that her choices are often correct.

She put her arms around her chest and said coolly, "Are you reconciled with your man?"

Chi Huan blinked, "Is it so obvious?"

"The whole body exudes the sour smell of love, what do you think?"

Chi Huan didn't shy away from it, and smiled, "That's right."

"..."

Sister Yao squinted at her, "I've probably read Jiang Song's book too, it's a supernatural suspense movie, even though it's not a horror movie, it's pretty creepy when I watch it... Your guts don't even look like a horror movie." Dare to see, are you sure you want to shoot? It must be all kinds of spooky."

Chi Huan, "..."

Sister Yao was right, the film must have been eerie throughout.

Seeing her curl her lips, Sister Yao urged, "Let me tell you, two years ago I heard that there was a crew of a horror film. I don't know what kind of taboo it was. In a trance, in a trance..."

"You just scare me."

"If you don't believe me, ask your man to investigate. Our industry is very particular about these things, especially when shooting horror movies involving dead people. There are many taboos... You are timid, and you will definitely have nightmares every night."

Chi Huan looked at her expressionlessly, "..."

Sister Yao rubbed her nose and spread her hands, "If you really want to make a film, I can't stop you. Go home and watch a few horror films to practice your courage, so as not to embarrass yourself on the set. Anyway, as far as I know, this film will be released in the wild. Shooting in the countryside, maybe it’s still a cemetery.”

"..."

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In the evening, Mo Shiqian went home to cook her dinner as promised.

When he returned, Chi Huan put the ipad on the coffee table, sat on the sofa, hugged the pillow, curled up in a ball, covered his eyes with his fingers, leaving only a little gap to look at the screen.

The man walked over and put his palm on her head.

"what……"

As soon as she touched it, she immediately let out a short scream, and her whole body trembled.

Looking up, seeing the handsome and familiar face of the man, he complained, "Why are you walking without making a sound, it's frightening to death."

Mo Shiqian lowered his head and glanced at her screen, "With your courage, what horror movie are you watching?"

"I want to take Jiang Song's movie... Sister Yao let me experience it in advance."

The man glanced at her, and said lightly, "I'm free at night, so I'll watch it with you."

Her eyes lit up, "Really?"

He touched her head and said lightly, "Well, in case you scare yourself out of trouble."

She frowned, raised her hand and closed the ipad, "Then I won't watch it now."

Mo Shiqian looked at her for a while, then took out a brocade box from his coat pocket, and said in a hoarse voice, "You don't like yesterday's gift, change it."