Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

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He was kissing her, he was kissing her, and he dared to kiss her.

Chi Huan is going crazy.

She is too petite, so that men can easily hold her in her arms, her arms and chest are like copper walls and iron walls, and she can't be shaken by any way she can.

Mo Shiqian kissed her lips. He didn't really have any skills. He just followed his inner desire and the instinct of the man. He could not wait to eat the sweet and soft lips.

Her hands penetrated into her clothes without a teacher, looking for the softness he couldn't help but want to hold when she saw it last time.

She was more fragrant than he thought, softer than he thought, as soft as boneless.

If he kissed her just for a moment, bewildered, then after kissing her, he was completely immersed in it, controlled by the fierce impulse of the rampage in his body.

Chi Huan had only the slaughter in his hands, and she had never felt so clearly how terrible the physical gap between men and women was.

He covered her lips, traced the shape of her lips with the tip of her tongue, and for a while kissed her and forcibly opened her teeth.

Chi Huan hit him desperately, but it was useless. She didn't even know why the man suddenly became this way. He strongly touched her lips and occupied every inch of territory in her mouth.

The intimacy and anger that had never existed before, trembled her, leaving her brain blank.

When she was breathless with the kiss, the man's kiss finally left his swollen lips, and went down the white chin.

Chi Huan panted, screaming while pushing him, "Mo Shiqian, are you crazy?"

Her voice had just fallen, and for a while, the sky was spinning, and she had been pushed from the man's body into the soft sofa and sinking deeply.

Chi Huan finally saw his face clearly.

The beautiful face was just above her. The dark eyes were a dark flame, staring at her like a beast staring at a prey. A layer of sweat had already formed on her forehead, adding to the sexy.

She didn't even notice that her already loose clothes had been picked up almost.

Her chest was violently ups and downs, angry and flustered, her voice trembling, "What's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Chi Huan didn't respond. What happened to him? Is he Mo Shiqian?

The man covered her body in the air, staring at her with dark and hot eyes, with thin lips and a hoarse voice, "Chi Huan," he called her name, and spit out a word, "I want to talk to you do."

Chi Huan looked at him in disbelief, his head exploded.

Her pupils widened, and suddenly she pushed him with all her strength, and rolled from the sofa to the floor at the moment of his agile reaction. Her mind was blank, and she just wanted to run away with her hands and feet.

With only one hand, the man lifted her back and pressed it on the sofa.

She had been scared to cry, "Mo Shiqian, Mo Shiqian ... don't ..."

Mo Shiqian put the pillow that she used to sleep on her back, leaned down and kissed again, and rolled from the lips to the cheeks. Finally, he covered her earlobe.

Chi Huan's pupils were dilated to the fullest and shivered.

"You're good," the man's nose was all over her neck, his voice was low and dumb, "or it will hurt you, eh?"

This sentence is clearly telling her that there is no room for her turn. She also clearly has no room for escape. Chi Huan sobbed and shook her head vigorously, "Don't ... No, Mo Shiqian, you can't do this to me, you Can't do this to me ... "

The man's thin lips pressed against her ears, and his deep voice pronounced verdict, "I can, and, it's set."

Mo Shi modestly watched the woman crying under her body, her heart softened, but she gave birth to more cruel desires, he bowed his head and kissed her tears, and said dumbly, "Don't cry, the more you cry The more excited a man is, the more he will be hurt. "

Chi Huan froze all over.

I can't believe this is what Mo Shiqian would say around her for three years.

In the end, she seemed to be desperate, sobbing with her eyes closed, no longer struggling, but trembling terribly.

The shirt was worn out, and only dark, messy long hair lined her skin like snow, and her beautifully shaped shoulders were shaking.

Mo Shiqian never felt that he was a man with a beastly desire, but at this moment only a violent cruelty remained in his throat. Especially, this was the woman he had carefully protected for three years.

Contrary to him, Chi Huan was a tight bow except for the unceasing cry.

He clasped her chin to force her to open his mouth to kiss him, and drew deep kisses constantly, before she was dizzy and forced to separate her slender legs with her knee, sinking into her body.

"Ah ..." Chi Huan screamed again. She was pale with pain. She was a spoiled body, and was suddenly torn apart. She just thought she was going to die. "I want to kill you ... Mo Shiqian, you are a scum, a beast ... "

At this moment she hated gritting her teeth, especially the man who violated her was Mo Shiqian.

He suddenly changed from a protector she was used to trusting to an aggressor.

She was almost red, but his shirt was still well-dressed. Chi was so bitter on his shoulders that he wished he could bite off a piece of meat, but the sudden stimulus made the man who had been worried about her feeling stopped low. Snorted.

Then, thoroughly penetrate her.

Chi Huan lost his teeth immediately, sobbed while sobbing, and clutched his clothes tightly with his fingers. "It hurts ... it hurts, Mo Shiqian ... you go out ... I beg you ... go out."

She really hurts and is dying.

She was uncomfortable, but Mo Shiqian couldn't take it anymore. Her body was tight, her sweat dripped, her breathing was disturbed, and she was short of breath. He almost instinctively lowered her head and kissed her cheek with a strong body language. A matching soothing tone, "Can't go out, bear with me, huh?"

Chi Huan was crying out of breath.

When the man on his body couldn't help but began to move slowly, Chi Huan felt even more painful. He had no reason to push him, to break away from the pain surrounding him.

Mo Shiqian frowned, holding her pair of restless hands with one hand and pinching her head, her deep voice threatened coldly, "Chi Huan, try again."

She burst into tears.

I don't know if it was pain, grievance, or hate. She twisted her body in a stance that was cut out from him. This extreme discomfort caused the already sensitive man to lose his defense.

Chi Huan opened his eyes, only to feel that the pain surrounding her had dissipated a lot.

Then naively thought that this sudden nightmare was over.