Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

He looked into her red eyes, and sometimes he really didn't understand creatures like women.

She saw all these wounds, but because he needed to keep awake, he kept drawing new wounds, so these scars looked dense, but not deep.

Otherwise, even if he wanted to be brave, he couldn't hug her up and down.

He has lived a life of fighting and fighting, so he is very accurate in measuring the depth of the knife.

When Fengxing saw this, he laughed so hard that he almost broke his waist.

Although he was kicked directly.

Mo Shiqian lowered his head and approached her face, spraying his warm breath on her face, "Distress?"

She pursed her lips and nodded sullenly.

The man's thin lips pressed against her white and tender ears, and he sucked them in, kissing them, his voice became a little more bewitching, "Why don't you kiss them to make it up?"

Chi Huan was so touched by him that his whole body was so sensitive that he almost curled up.

She looked at his handsome and sexy face, and at his deep and focused black eyes, something overflowed from the bottom of her heart.

Lowering her head, she pressed her red lips to his chest almost without hesitation.

Mo Shiqian was just teasing at first, but he didn't expect that she would kiss him without even thinking about it. The sudden soft touch made all the nerve endings in his body tremble slightly.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman lying on his chest. She was still straddling him, her long dark hair was hanging down her waist like seaweed, making her look like an unconscious banshee.

The wounds on his body were not deep, but almost densely packed.

When kissing, there is this slightly raised rough touch.

She imagined the scene of him enduring the pain, her heart was so soft that she kissed those scars one after another.

All the way down, from the chest to the waist, and then to the abdomen with evenly distributed six-pack abs.

The man's breathing became heavier and heavier, but he kept his head down, and the heat in his black eyes became hotter and hotter.

She got off him.

Thin white fingers landed on the man's black belt.

The temperature in the air kept rising.

Mo Shiqian called her again, his voice was hoarse and tense, "Huanhuan..."

She looked up at him, her face was so charming that water dripped out, "You...don't want me to continue?"

Originally speaking, he wanted to stop her.

But when the words came to his lips, he still took them back and stared at her without saying a word.

In the past, he was always in charge of the affairs of love, and he basically took off the clothes. She only needs to be responsible for cooperating...or unconsciously pandering when the love is deep.

He seldom takes the initiative...and he is too active, and there is basically no chance for her to take the initiative.

Undo the hidden buckle of the belt with your fingers, and slowly open it.

Then pinch the thin zipper below and pull it down.

Even if he didn't raise his head, Chi Huan could feel the man's extremely hot gaze, and the temperature on her face became hotter and hotter.

Maybe it was because she moved too slowly, the man said hoarsely, "Don't you want to take it off? Pull it off."

She pursed her red lips, but still pulled the zipper to the bottom.

Under the well-dressed suit, it represents primitive desire. It seems that it is not the first time I have seen it, but it seems that it is the first time I have seen it so closely.

Her heart was pounding, beating faster and faster, and she felt as if her face was going to be steaming.

Mo Shiqian stretched out his hand, and the palm of his hand fell on her head. His deep voice was already hoarse, like an ordering tone, but also with deep depression, "Go ahead, take it out."

Chi Huan raised her weak and boneless hand that fell on the man's leg, and bit her lip vigorously with her thin white teeth, peeling off the last layer.

This time, she truly and completely saw the appearance of "it".

Her cheeks were as red as a ripe apple, but her eyes seemed a little dull.

At this moment, there was only one thought in her mind. Compared with his face, this thing looks really... Ugly.

And in the process of kissing her all the way and taking off her pants slowly, she was already high-spirited and swollen, and she looked even more hideous.

Seeing that, Chi Huan felt a little scared and wanted to retreat.

Before she could continue or flinch, the man reached out and clasped her arm, trying to pull her up.

At the same second, his action seemed to give her courage.

Mo Shiqian's whole body stiffened in an instant.

This stiffness directly hit the deepest part of his heart from every nerve ending.

Both body and mind shake.

She is clumsy, has no technique at all, and even nearly knocked "it" several times.

But when he looked at the woman with long dark hair on the floor, a wave of previous actions was set off in his body, obliterating all his reason, senses, and even the whole world.

…………

It was lingering in the middle of the night again.

Chi Huan's initiative seemed to have greatly stimulated him.

He had never been restrained in bed affairs before, but he would care about her feelings no matter what, but this time he was like a wild beast that had run out of control.

She even felt that, let alone worrying about her feelings, he seemed to be completely unable to control himself, as if he was completely haunted by the word desire, completely out of control.

Hot sweat condensed into drops and fell on her pale pink skin.

Intertwined with the woman's broken and crying moan, and the man's disordered panting.

The air is full of damp hormones.

In the end, Chi Huan felt that this man was really scary for the first time.

She used to wonder how his physical strength could be so perverted, and how his needs could be so strong.

If this kind of thing is flooded to death, and drought to death, she really feels that she is going to be drowned in the Pacific Ocean.

In the end, she couldn't take it anymore and kept begging him.

She really couldn't bear it, Mo Shiqian watched her cry pitifully, wanted to end it a few times, but was reluctant to part with it more than a few times, making her cry even gave him a strong psychological pleasure.

For several moments, he felt that he was suspected of being a pervert, and that torturing a woman on the bed could also give him a sense of accomplishment.

It was also the first time that Chi Huan felt that the man on his body was so hard-hearted. No matter how much she begged, instead of showing signs of slowing down, he became more and more fierce.

But she had no other choice but to continue begging instinctively.

Mo Shiqian lowered his head, kissed her already swollen red lips, squinted his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you like it, huh?"

She didn't know whether she was awake or in a daze, she murmured while shaking her head, "No..."

He pinched her chin, kissed her for a long time, and then smiled softly, "You dare to say that you don't like it, maybe I will accidentally kill you on the bed."

Chi Huan looked at the man with half-opened misty eyes and looked at the man above him, thinking that he was simply hateful.

Like a devil that tempts her and oppresses her, it refuses to let her go no matter what, but she is extremely handsome and sexy, and also carries an evil spirit that cannot be seen in the daytime, even being conquered by him, there is only a sense of satisfaction left.