Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

In such a posture, Wen Yi couldn't see the expression on his face, and didn't know what he was going to do next. Some senses were so subconsciously amplified, and this time she had no room to struggle.

Mo Shichen begged her twice on the sofa, and there was another fierce struggle and suppression during the intermission. In the end, Wen Yi's physical strength was far inferior to that of a man, so he gave up.

After she became "behaved", Mo Shichen finally felt that the sofa space was not convenient, so he untied the belt that bound her hands, then carried her back to the double bed in the bedroom, and directly pressed her against her. He went up and kissed aimlessly.

He likes her skin very much, it is fair and soft, and has an extremely good sense of touch. When the strength is heavy, it is easy to leave marks. Looking at the uneven shallow bruises, he has a kind of obsessed morbid desire. With her temper, she branded this mark all over her body.

Deep at night, sinking, muddled.

In the second half of the night, Wen Yi's mind seemed to be left with only the chaos of the beginning of the world, without any content, and completely became a prisoner of desire. Not only was he unable to struggle and resist, but he could only listen to what was heard in his ears. Bewitching whispers, listen to what he says, then do what you want.

Like a long, long time ago, countless nights.

In addition to her skin, he also likes her legs, slender and straight, wrapped around his waist, like vines wrapped around a tree, interdependent and intimate.

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The next morning, Wen Yi first heard the familiar sound of ocean waves in recent days, and then her consciousness slowly returned to her mind.

My whole body was sore and limp, as if all the bones in my body had been dismantled and reassembled.

She looked at the ceiling above her head, and blinked her eyes. Before she could recover, she had already smelled the smell of a man in the air, and the fierce battle for most of the night still remained in the air. All the breath of lust.

She was stunned, and suddenly turned her head, the man's handsome face clearly jumped into her vision.

Even what happened last night flooded into her mind, Wen Yi was furious in an instant, and without half a second of hesitation, she sat up and pushed the man lying next to her off the bed push.

She didn't have any strength, the back of her hand was burned, her wrist was tied with a belt by a man for a long time, and she was squeezed all night.

Mo Shichen couldn't be pushed out of bed, but was woken up by her.

He opened his eyes sleepily, and when he saw her face clearly, he was obviously stunned for two seconds, but there was not much strangeness on her face, and she was very receptive, and she didn't have as many emotions as a woman.

Seeing his lazy and slow look, Wen Yi became angry. Her chest heaved violently, and she adjusted her breathing several times before uttering a complete line, extremely indifferent, "Get out of here."

The man still sat up, lifted the quilt and got out of bed under her cold gaze that could turn into ice skates.

After a night of madness, both of them were naked at this time. Wen Yi watched him get out of bed naked, and became more angry, but she didn't want to say a single extra word except for one word.

He looked at her bare shoulders, disheveled short hair that looked less serious, and the thin red on her face, a long smile slowly appeared on the corners of her lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you angry from embarrassment?"

Wen Yi looked at him expressionlessly.

She was so tired, her body was tossed and tossed by the man all night, tiredness, anger, and another turbulent and indescribable emotion wrapped her up, making her physically and mentally exhausted, and she just wanted this man to disappear In her sight, she fell down, closed her eyes and fell asleep without thinking about anything.

He lowered his eyes, met her eyes, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened, "Are you thinking too much about the feeling of having orgasms under me, that's why you stimulated me several times?"

Mo Shichen found out that he really liked to see women blushing with anger, pulling thin lips and continuing to smile deeply, "Your performance on the bed is much better than I imagined, you are not as good as you look. It's boring and old-fashioned, I don't know if it's a natural prudence, or it was well developed by training?"

Wen Yi didn't have the strength to settle accounts with him at first, but this man always had the ability to give her the power of anger. She couldn't hold it back after all, regardless that her naked body would be completely exposed to his sight after getting out of the quilt , Climbed over and got up, raised his hand and slapped him hard on the face, "If you don't get out of my sight within a minute, I promise someone will break your leg today."

His face was deflected a little by her, Mo Shichen raised his hand to touch it, smiled indifferently, and glanced at her without restraint, "Next time you want, you can tell me directly I can't beat around the bush, huh?"

When he finished speaking, his eyes froze for a few seconds on the blush on her hand, and his eyes darkened a few degrees.

Wen Yi wanted to hit him, but the man had already turned around and walked out the door without looking back.

He had a lot of trouble on the sofa last night, so his clothes were naturally scattered in the living room.

When Mo Shichen went out, he was already fully dressed, with his upper body covered, and his aggressive posture was no longer seen. When he was about to enter the elevator, he met Aleb who was coming.

The two stopped at the same time.

Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his lips and said in a calm voice, "Your Miss Wen was accidentally scalded by the tea last night, and she was slightly burned. When she calls for breakfast later, remember to put on the scald ointment." Send it in to her together."

"last night?"

He explained ambiguously, "She just woke up for a while, and she probably needs to catch up on sleep, so we'll talk about it later."

Aleb didn't speak, Mo Shichen brushed past him and walked straight into the elevator.

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Wen Yi did exactly what the man said, after he left the suite, her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and she fell back on the double bed weakly.

There was still ambiguity and humidity in the air after the incident, and the waves outside the window made the huge room even more silent.

She was lying on the white mattress, looking at the same white ceiling, the thin red on her face gradually faded to a quiet white.

She heard her own breathing, as if her own breathing was the only one in the world.

There is no feeling of love, hatred or resentment anymore, memories or reality are all fleeting, so clear that she sees it from her own mind, but it seems to be reading someone else's story.

Wen Yi originally wanted to go back to Paris directly, but her body was too sore, soft, and painful. Traveling long distances at this time was simply a crime.

She slept during the day, and didn't wake up until night. She went to the shower in the bathroom and drenched in hot water for half an hour. Then she found her clothes and came out to change. After getting enough energy, I will settle the score with Mo Shiqian.