Pregnant With the Villain Uncle’s Child

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Like a snowflake suddenly floating in the sky, like a trickling spring flowing out of the deep mountain.

The nerves in Tang Xinyu's body were tight all over, and even Mo Yifan's light and shallow air flow around Tang Xinyu's waist was clear.

Tang Xinyu's lips flicked twice, his throat tightened a little, and he pressed his voice: "Mo Yifan, don't be here ..."

With the low laughter coming from behind, Tang Xinyu's waist was tightly clamped by his long arm. After a while, Tang Xinyu sat firmly on Mo Yifan's knee and smiled at Mo Yifan. eye.

Tang Xinyu put a hand on Mo Yifan's shoulder, subconsciously tightened, and wanted to get up: "Kevin is still waiting outside, we must hurry ..."

Mo Yifan held the waist palm with a little effort, forcing Tang Xinyu to sit back: "Don't hurry, they all went out, naturally to make room for us."

Tang Xinyu had some confusion, grabbing Mo Yifan's blazer over his shoulders with several folds, and his mouth was still brave: "You are shameless, I still have a face!"

Under the warm light in the fitting room, the light was clipped by Mo Yifan's cold eyebrows, which made Mo Yifan's eyes deeper and deeper.

Tang Xinyu can still feel Mo Yifan's thumb rubbing repeatedly on his bare back. A series of flaky small flames jumped from the tail vertebrae to the spine, placing the heart with a disturbed heart rate on the hot side and the cold side.

Mo Yifan's cold voice whispered quietly in the ear of Tang Xinyu: "It seems that Mrs. Mo has forgotten how she did what she did to me last night. I will help Mrs. Mo to review ..."

During the speech, Mo Yifan had leaned over to Tang Xinyu's earlobe.

Tang Xinyu immediately raised his index finger, blocking Mo Yifan's thin lips, eagerly arguing: "Wait, I drank a piece last night, and I don't remember anything. Where do I know whether I do what you want, or you treat me Do whatever you want? "

Mo Yifan looked a little bit helpless, and the thumb of the other hand touched Tang Xinyu's swan neck, which was covered with a lot of concealed kiss marks: "I really should have recorded all the things from last night, see you I ca n’t bear to lie with me here. You little fox who does n’t admit wearing a skirt! "

Tang Xinyu: "..."

Why did she read a complaint of "pull / **** / no / love" from Mo Yifan's words? !

Mo Yifan didn't care whether Tang Xinyu was responding. After the secret of Tang Xinyu's drunkenness last night, Mo Yifan's long-held hidden imprisonment could no longer be suppressed.

When a disguised self can be recognized by a kiss, can Tang Xinyu frankly say that there is no self in his heart?

He really didn't want to play the guessing guessing game with Tang Xinyu again. He has to be simple and rude, express directly, and force Tang Xinyu to face his own thoughts, not to back down.

Mo Yifan's thin lips slightly lifted, directly containing Tang Xinyu's delicate earlobe.

A thin electric current instantaneously started from the position where Mo Yifan's thin lips touched, and lightning generally rushed through Tang Xinyu's blood, stimulating her bare back in the air, shaking slightly.

The tip of the tooth nibbled finely on the earlobe and slowly shifted to the neck.

Feeling under the palm, trembling like a breeze stroking a delicate flower, Mo Yifan was reluctant to let go of the sweet fragrance between her lips and teeth, vague: "Last night when you did whatever you wanted with me ... didn't you feel very happy? ... now I was afraid of it? "

Fragmented memory fragments last night suddenly rushed into Tang Xinyu's blank mind.

She took the initiative to kiss Mo Yifan's lip line ...

She pulled off Mo Yifan's shirt to touch his chest muscles ...

She / cross / sits on Mo Yifan's lap and twists his ears ...

...

These trance pictures are filled with Tang Xinyu's brain, as if suffocating.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

When Mo Yifan's slender fingers were picking up the hollow lace on his back and quietly probing deeper, Kevin's coughing sound sounded outside the thick curtain.

Tang Xinyu was stiff, and Mo Yifan didn't seem to be disturbed, and his movements didn't stop for a moment.

"Mr. Mo ..." Kevin stopped and felt that he did not dare to challenge Mo Yifan, so he had to change an object. "Ah ... honey, have you changed? Teacher? I urged on the line, I want to see the effect on the live video, if there is any room for improvement. "

Tang Xinyu immediately grabbed Mo Yifan's restless fingers and glared at Mo Yifan deeply, taking a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound no different: "Wait a minute, it will be fine soon. "

Mo Yifan saw that Tang Xinyu was about to reach the edge of the jumping foot, withdrew his tentative hand, listening to the footsteps leaving outside the curtain, and opened his long hair covering half of Tang Xinyu's face.

Bowed his head closer, his thin lips almost stuck to Tang Xinyu's lips.

"Mrs. Mo, you really owe ... kiss!"

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