Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

But he didn't say that, he stared at her for a while with his misty black eyes, and then said in a weak and hoarse voice, "Then feed me."

Wen Yi, "..."

She said lightly, "Let go of my hand, and I'll give you water and medicine."

Mo Shichen sat up with "struggle", half-closed his eyes and said weakly, "Give me the medicine and water, one hand is enough."

Wen Yi turned her face away, and looked at him again, "Don't take it for granted, what you are holding is my hand, and I have the right to take it back without reason."

The man raised his eyelids and looked at her, "Are you still taking medicine?"

Wen Yi, "..."

With the mentality of not haggling with the patient, she first handed the medicine to his hand, and then picked up the glass. When she handed it over again, the man had swallowed the medicine without changing his face, and then took the medicine. After passing through the water, I raised my head and drank a few sips. At the end, I put the glass back to its original place.

Wen Yi watched him lie back after taking the medicine with his own eyes, and was about to withdraw his hand, but——

The man's force was in vain, but Wen Yi was not on guard, so he was caught off guard and fell directly on top of him.

She was startled, even dazed for a few seconds, and was about to get up in a hurry, but it was a pity that Mo Shichen seemed to have anticipated her movement, and wrapped his arms around her waist, preventing her from getting up from his body at all.

"Mo Shichen—"

The man said in a nasal voice, "The cold medicine is hypnotic, sleep with me for a while, I haven't slept all night."

Wen Yi really thought this man was ridiculous, "Are you out of your mind? Why should I sleep with you?"

He still had the same tone, lazy and lazy, "You threw away my things and caused me to have a fever in the rain, shouldn't you be responsible?"

Wen Yi struggled for a long time, feeling hot and sweaty all over her body. The man hugged her as if nothing had happened. She was so angry that she punched him on the chest, and couldn't help but sarcastically said, "I think you are as strong as a bull. Some of them don't look like people with a cold and high fever at all."

The man raised his eyes, "Will you touch it with another hand?"

Wen Yi, "..."

"Mo Shichen, don't play tricks on me, let go."

Still ignoring him, he changed his posture and pulled her off his body, hugged her in a hug and pillow style, with his head still buried in her shoulder, and said in a vague voice, "Stop making trouble, I'm uncomfortable. "

Wen Yi really wanted to kill this bastard.

Don't listen to what you say, and don't listen to what you say, oil won't kill you, and salt won't seep in.

She shouldn't be near him at all.

Wen Yi was forced to lie beside him, with the man's scorching breath in her ears, which made her very upset, and she didn't know what to think of, so irritable, she simply turned her head to look at his closed eyes, coldly Liang sneered, "Mo Shichen, don't play such cruel tricks with me. I told you last night that I'm not a teenage girl who purposely picked up the letter I threw away in the rain to pretend to be affectionate." This kind of routine - yes, I, no, use."

Does he really think that the first day she knows him, doesn't she know how vile he is?

What about picking up letters in the rain, he is Mo Shichen, if it is useful to pick it up, let alone picking up useless things, he doesn't even bother to look at them!

Oh, so speaking of it, it would be useful for him to pick them up, after all, he seems to be trying to chase her back now.

Suddenly, the man beside him turned over and shackled her directly under him.

Mo Shichen stared at her condescendingly, he squinted his eyes, and let out a hoarse smile, "Mrs. Mo...so you think I'm trying to seduce you by picking up letters and catching a cold."

A person with a cold breathes very heavily, and he has a fever again, and the temperature is even higher than usual. The breath sprayed on the woman's face, and it was inevitably stained red. He pinched her chin with his fingers, and chuckled in a low voice. He said, "Then you go and come back...does it mean that my seduction is quite effective, huh?"

Wen Yi turned her face away, not looking at those smiling yet meaningful eyes, her cold voice was a little unconsciously stiff, "Mo Shiqian asked me to see if you are really sick, or is it just an excuse? Absence from work."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at the man above her angrily, "Have you had enough trouble, let me go."

Instead of letting go of her, Mo Shichen lowered his handsome face, and slowly approached, "It seems to be really effective..." There was a smile in his voice, that kind of playful, casual smile, But it's very secretive, leaked out occasionally, only sexy and frivolous, "But I just think...you threw away my things and I picked them up in the middle of the night, and got caught in the rain and caught a cold, so I need to be punished."

Wen Yi only felt that his breath was taken away by him, so she simply met his gaze, and said mockingly, "For example, did you make it last time?"

There was feigned surprise in the man's eyes, as if he was surprised why she would think so, and his voice was especially innocent, if it wasn't for the wanton smile on his lips, "I just want... let you have a taste too. The smell of a cold, so I thought about hugging and sleeping together, if I can pass it on to you."

Wen Yi, "..."

She looked at the handsome face who was close at hand, and seemed to see Ke's evil and seductive smile, and a low and hoarse voice beside her ear, "But this posture seems to remind me... There is a faster way."

Saying that, the hot thin lips pressed down.

Wen Yi's jaw was lightly pinched by his fingers, making it easy for the man to conquer the city. He inserted his wet and strong tongue into her mouth, and entangled her tongue with each other, exchanging each other's body fluid.

Wen Yi is about to explode, this man really intends to pass the cold on to her!

asshole.

This bastard can always be more bastard than she thinks.

But Wen Yi was so angry that she wished to tear the man on top of her in half, but she was still no match for his weight and strength. Even because of his chin pinching, she could not even bite him. Unable to close his teeth, he could only let him suck and bite to his heart's content, plucking the minty sweetness of toothpaste in her mouth.

When the kiss was over, he finally left her slightly red and swollen lips from being sucked, and brought out a few extravagant silver threads.

Mo Shichen's fingers rubbed her smooth jawline fondly, looked down at her charming eyebrows and eyes, and said softly and slowly, "Mrs. Mo, exchange bodily fluids to catch a cold, do it. Is a love more thorough?"

Wen Yi's pupils, which were out of focus by his skillful deep kiss, finally raised their eyes again, looked at his burning eyes, frowned and asked, "Aren't you too sick to get out of bed? Mo Shichen, are you Isn't it just pretending?"

"You underestimate a man too much," he put his hand in from the hem of her skirt intentionally or unintentionally, his handsome face was stained with evil temptation, his voice was even more sexy and deadly, deep and hoarse, "Mrs. Mo, I found you Although these professional suits are not feminine enough...but they are quite tricky."