Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

She didn't answer, because the man didn't give her a chance to answer. He kissed her lips heavily after saying a word. The posture was so fierce that Wen Yi, who was not so awake, felt that she was going to be swallowed alive by the man. .

Subconsciously wanted to push him away, but he didn't have the strength to make a sound, he could only utter broken syllables that were so vague that they couldn't be heard clearly.

Mo Shichen has never been driven by such a raging desire. Even the last night, his reason still prevailed, but now he seems to have lost his reason. Delayed possession of her.

Wen Yi was drunk, unconscious, and moved very slowly. She didn't even realize that her pants were taken off. When she felt the coolness in the air after a while, her body had been completely penetrated.

She screamed unconsciously, not knowing whether it was comfort or pain.

Followed by the short syllables from the man's throat, it was uttered because he was extremely satisfied and comfortable and couldn't restrain himself, but he quickly suppressed it, leaving only heavy breathing with a chaotic rhythm .

He entered very smoothly, maybe it was because his fingers wandered on her body intentionally or unintentionally during the kiss just now, easily teasing her out of the emotional reaction.

Mo Shichen went to kiss her lips again, and it was not enough to linger on her lips for a long time. The collision under his body was even more uncontrollable and fierce, which soon caused her to cry softly, and this voice, which was still full of love, fell on the man. In his ears, more desires accumulated, and this cycle became more and more crazy.

The dense confrontation almost hit the deepest point every time, Wen Yi's head almost hit the head of the bed several times, but was soon pulled back under him by the man.

The lights in the bedroom were on, and the light was very bright, filling almost every corner.

Mo Shichen's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his breathing rhythm was adjusted by him after the initial disorder. Although it was a little hurried, it seemed even, and this evenness matched his handsome face, giving him an abnormal calmness.

He squinted his eyes, and stared at his body with scorching hot eyes, lost in this tide of pleasure, his blushing little face.

Her clothes are messy, the buttons and bodice have all been unbuttoned and pushed up, but they have not been removed, and the half-covered look adds a bit of inexplicable charm to the vision. Her slender fingers gripped the bed sheet beneath her body, her knuckles turning white.

Her short, fine black hair was wet with sweat, and a few strands of hair stuck to her forehead sticky.

She accepted him without resistance, and made no secret of her enjoyment. She was as slutty as she was reserved on weekdays.

Mo Shichen lowered his head again, bit her ear lightly, and asked hoarsely, "Do you like it? Wen Yi, do you like me treating you like this?"

She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissed his chin and Adam's apple indiscriminately, and said incoherently, "I like... I like it, slow down..."

Naturally, he ignored her request, instead, he pushed her harder at the point where she reacted the most, forcing her to cry out continuously, and her white feet stretched straight.

After the first time, she curled up and didn't know if she was asleep or exhausted. Half of her face was buried in the soft mattress, hugging a corner of the pillow, which seemed to make her feel very safe. Covered with a layer of pink crimson.

After Mo Shichen was released, he also got a lot of satisfaction. He lay beside her and hugged her waist, looked down at the woman who closed his eyes and didn't know if there was a sleeping woman, and touched her with his fingers. With soft cheeks, he finally thought about the question he had been thinking about just now.

This woman won't recognize anyone after drinking a little wine, she's flirtatious, unguarded, and unscrupulous... If it wasn't him but another man who brought her back tonight, would she look like this too?

When he thought about this question, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

He didn't expect her to defend him like a jade for the past five years. After all, he was "dead". According to her, she didn't love him anymore. He had no position to blame her if something happened to a man.

But... just because he doesn't have a position doesn't mean he can't be unhappy.

He thought about her casually drinking a little wine and flirting with men everywhere in a coquettish manner...

Wen Yi was already a little drowsy due to alcohol, and she was even more tired after exercising, and soon fell into a light sleep. It was not until her jaw was hit by a sharp pain that she suddenly opened her eyes and saw in a daze. Looking at the handsome face in front of him.

Her vision was a little blurry because she just opened her eyes, but even so, she still vaguely felt the anger oppressing her head, she was dissatisfied, and wanted to break his hand, but it was useless, "It hurts..."

"Wen Yi."

"Let go!"

"Did you feel comfortable just now?"

"..."

He frowned, "Speak."

She turned her face away, making it clear that she didn't want to talk to him.

Mo Shichen was a little funny, and I don't know how to tell that she thought he hurt her chin, so she played a temper tantrum and pretended to ignore him, her eyes darkened, but he still let go of his fingers, slyly Shen Shen asked, "Tell me, can you just have sex with any man after drinking a little wine?"

The woman is confident, "I want to look good."

Mo Shichen, "..."

His breath was choked in his chest, and he couldn't let it out for a full minute.

He wanted to squeeze this woman's face into a doughnut.

He wanted to ask her again how many times she had drunk and what good-looking men she had met, but his rationality told him not to ask. This kind of consideration was exactly the same as Chi Huan's thought back then. These years belonged to her. She has the right to be nice to other men.

But if you really hear this kind of answer, it has no other effect except to add to the blockage.

It is better not to ask.

In the end, there was already a chill on his face, and he suppressed the ambiguous heating in the room, and after a minute, he spoke slowly again, "Do you know who I am, huh? "

She looked at him blankly.

He was going to strangle her.

Just when Mo Shichen was about to pinch the woman's neck to vent her hatred, she finally asked in confusion, "Aren't you dead?"

"..."

He said coldly, "You miss me, you're dreaming of spring."

She let out a long ah.

Mo Shichen stared at her slightly parted red lips, and there was a high-spirited reaction from below, his breathing gradually sank, and just as he was about to deal with this nymphet again, she suddenly raised her hand and stuck her fingertips on it. His handsome face.

He didn't move for a moment.

"I didn't miss you either..." She sighed slightly, looking very helpless, "Maybe it's because I haven't had a man for a long time... It's inevitable that I have some needs. I will find someone to relieve myself later, and I shouldn't dream of you." gone."

Mo Shichen, "..."

He has calmed down, but he wants to see what other annoying things this woman can say. He will clean up together tonight.

She stared at him for a long while, then said again with a sense of regret, "I seem to dream that you came back to life..."