Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Chi Huan, "..."

Hearing this, she turned around in her mind, and she didn't know how to react for a long time.

She snorted softly, pretending to be displeased, "What do you mean, that I'm a pet?"

The man smiled lightly, "Isn't that right, waiting to be fed, I have a pretty temper."

Chi Huan raised his chin slightly, "...I just asked you to cook a meal. If it wasn't for the delicious food, I wouldn't eat it if you wanted to."

Mo Shiqian didn't make another sound, and his thin lips always held a very faint curve.

A beautiful, arrogant, lazy, noble little woman with a small temper.

In fact, when he looked at her a long time ago, he would feel that she was very similar to the puppet cat of Baby Fengxing from time to time.

…………

After having dinner outside, Mo Shiqian drove Chi Huan back to No. 10 Famous Mansion.

night.

Chi Huan returned to the bedroom from the study, ready to take his clothes for a bath, when he walked to the door, he saw the huge 28-inch suitcase that the man brought him spread out on the carpet.

Wow.

He really used the efficiency of space to the extreme.

Neat, categorized, and clearly layered, it seems to be written by a severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

He washed his hair, although it stopped dripping after drying, but the wet hair fell on his forehead, which added a bit of sexiness to the originally stern and clear man, and made him appear even more abstinent.

He was wearing a black nightgown, with a piece of bare skin on his chest.

"Chi Huan."

"Hmm... huh?"

Mo Shiqian looked up at her, and naturally caught the little woman's glances. His eyes narrowed slightly, but he remained calm, and his voice was low and ordinary, "Where do you want me to put my clothes and things?"

Chi Huan walked over and sat down at the end of the bed, picked up the pillow and hugged him, looked down at his suitcase, cleared his throat, pursed his lips and said, "I think your suitcase is quite big, it can fit in it, you Just keep it in your suitcase.”

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He raised his eyes and looked at her without saying a word.

Chi Huan coughed dryly again, "If you don't have enough, then I'll bring over my suitcase and lend it to you for a while."

"Chi Huan."

"You also know that my apartment is very small. I originally bought it for me to live alone. You insisted on stuffing yourself in. Now it's very crowded."

The man didn't get angry, "Where's your cloakroom?"

"It's full. I'm a star. I have to wear clothes, shoes and bags. It's a small place."

It is true that her apartment is not big, but no matter how small it is, it is more than 100 square meters, so it is not true that she cannot fit it.

Mo Shiqian put one hand on his knee, and said calmly, "My family is big, you pack your things and move them over with you."

"That's also..."

"If you think you can't fit it, then change to a villa. I can always afford a villa that can fit you."

Chi Huan, "..."

She puffed her cheeks slightly, "I just like living in my small apartment, isn't it convenient for you to put your suitcase on your 'bedside', anyway, you don't have much stuff, you can stuff it in, right? .”

Mo Shiqian was about to be laughed at by her.

This woman really didn't clean up her brain circuit and was sober.

He asked in a flat voice, "Can you move something for me?"

Chi Huan felt guilty, "The ground is all your place."

With a snap, the man closed the suitcase, stood it up with one hand, pushed it, and it rolled to the wall accurately, and stood up against the wall.

Then Mo Shiqian stood up.

Looking at his figure, Chi Huan was inexplicably flustered by such a simple and normal movement. He got up and threw the pillow before fleeing, "I'm going to wash..."

However, before he took two steps, he was easily picked up by the man and thrown on the bed.

Reflexively wanting to get up, Mo Shiqian was already kneeling on one knee at her waist, with his left hand on the other side, supporting his body, trapping her whole body under him.

The dark and deep eyes stared at her face, her brows and eyes were infected with evil spirits because of the little smiles that were not smiles, and her voice became more and more deep and sexy, "Chi Huan, are you making trouble?"

Her long hair is slightly curly and thick, spreading on the mattress like seaweed.

His face was blushing irresistibly because of such an ambiguous posture.

Chi Huan was a little stunned, "Mo... Mo Shiqian... um."

The man lowered his head and kissed her. Just as Chi Huan was about to reach out and push his chest, he realized that both of his hands were pressed on top of his head by him.

There's nothing wrong with kissing.

In the past few days, he would kiss her from time to time, like the most common lover.

The man shamelessly said that her kissing skills had finally made some visible progress.

But kissing is like kissing in bed...

"Ah...don't take off my clothes..."

"Don't touch there..."

Chi Huan's face was so red that it could bleed, she couldn't bear to kiss him and touch her breasts every day, and kissed him on the bed and stretched into her skirt...

"It's not about taking a shower, you always have to take off your clothes, huh?"

Chi Huan felt that Mo Shiqian's body was full of hard muscles, but his lips were particularly soft. When he pressed it behind her ear and talked, the breath he exhaled made her completely unbearable, "Let me see how flustered you are when you are idle. , Is it itchy?"

Her head exploded slightly.

There are only two words in my mind over and over again, dirty!

She said in a voice that was about to cry, "Let go of me, I'm going to take a bath..."

She was so soft that she didn't know it, and the man who was just planning to teach her a lesson quickly tightened his lower abdomen. He lowered his head and blocked her lips fiercely again.

Every time Chi Huan was kissed by him, there would be an instinctive trembling and fear.

What's more, it's still this kind of encroachment like a wolf like a tiger.

Chi Huan was pressed down by him, his lips and tongue were ravaged by him, and his body was teased by his calloused fingers, no matter how much he resisted, he couldn't suppress his body's reaction.

Even though she had done it several times, when the man sank into her body, her mind went blank for a few seconds.

"Mo Shiqian, you scoundrel who doesn't talk too much!"

He gave a hard push, and panted with a low smile, "You recruited me, Chi Huan."

Probably because he knew that she didn't need to adapt as before, Mo Shiqian started his own rhythm almost as soon as he came up, each stroke was deep and heavy, making the woman under him whimper intermittently.

After a little longer, Chi Huan couldn't take it anymore.

He had almost stripped her clothes off, but the torn bathrobe she was wearing was still there. She clenched her fingers tightly, and her voice was as thin as a cat's eye, "Take it easy Mo Shiqian, take it easy... ..."

Mo Shiqian lowered his head, kissed the thin sweat off her forehead, and then smiled hoarsely, "Chi Huan, you are really useless," he smiled unhurriedly, not even breathing much, "Today at that Broken hotel, have you heard what people call it?"

Chi Huan, "..."

She obviously didn't want to recall it, but she still remembered it.