Wenyi looked at his thin bloodstained eyes. Her heart was tight. She had a feeling that if the man was not bound, he would kiss back as quickly as possible without hesitation.


    But Rao is so, she still because of the dark red color of his eyes and gave birth to some fear.


    However, this kind of fear is only a flash, and she soon forced it down.


    What is she afraid of him? He has been tied up, even if he will settle accounts after autumn In addition to "abusing" her in bed, he could not do anything to her. In such a way, Wenyi was more confident.


    She purposely came to him, close enough to kiss him at any time, or even touch him as if he were leaving, but it was no longer kissing, only breath blowing through his nose, and there was a curl of laughter, crisp like beads knocking on his heart, "yes, I just feel you can''t breathe."


    She came near and rubbed her, and he wanted to kiss her again, but the soft lips of a woman were always like feathers, scratched, but how could they not stay, forcing him to breathe more and more heavily. "How can I not know you won''t breathe after kissing you so many times?"


    "Suddenly not."


    "I''ll teach you."


    The woman''s face was clearly smiling, but she pretended to sigh, "I don''t want to be taught by you. You just taught me how to knot, but I''m not stupid."


    Mo Shichen, "..."


    He closed his eyes and tried to press the floating heat down with reason. He said in a low voice, "honey, you''re not so kind. I didn''t torture you that night..."


    Wenyi''s smile mixed with coolness, "you didn''t torture me?"


    "I just remember that whether you let me focus or hurry up, I did it."


    She sneered. "I told you to stop and you did the same?"


    He stared at her for a while, his hoarse voice light way, "you can toss me, but don''t forget what you promised me."


    Wenyi leaned over, his lips fell on his cheek, and his skin was fuzzy. "I haven''t forgotten."


    She said, her lip went down, along the line of his jaw, through the corner of the lip, to the chin, and continued to go down. When she passed through his Adam''s apple, she played again. When she heard the man''s breath, she left again.


    When she kissed him on the chest, she raised her hand and touched his clavicle. Her face was next to his deep beating heart. She said with emotion, "what do you do with such a beautiful clavicle, a man?"


    Mo Shichen has entered a new round of calm, is still a light hoarse, "do you still like to touch your abs, enough."


    She looked up. "How do you know?"


    He glanced down at her. "Guess, every time."


    Wenyi, "..."


    She chuckled. "I think other men have gained weight at your age," she said, feeling the evenly distributed muscles in the upper abdomen, quite satisfied. "At this point, most men are not aware of women''s strict management of their own body."


    Mo Shichen chuckled, "I don''t think you can''t do this without awareness."


    She looked up. "My color?"


    The man looked at her face for a moment in silence, and said wisely, "it''s me."


    After hearing his reply, she nodded her head and looked down at what she had just touched. It should be more than six pieces of too much muscle, less and not sexy abdominal muscle. The soft lips were pasted slowly and tentatively.


    Mo Shichen only felt his nerves tighter.


    There is no sensitive part of him in the abdomen. Just now, this woman''s going down all the way has not been able to stir up his sensitive points. He just endures it. But the physiological impulse is far less than that of her touching her short hair, which is clearly not needed to be lifted. She kisses her like a naive girl, leaves, kisses her again, and then the expression of leaving such a cycle makes him from the spirit And the impulse of psychological stimulation is hard to restrain.


    She''s still down


    When it comes to a more obscure place, Mo Shichen''s eyes almost stare at her actions, her expression and all her actions.


    That''s half way up.


    Wenyi looked down at it, as if studying. Suddenly, she stretched out her finger and flicked it.


    Mo Shichen, "..."


    He began to regret that he shouldn''t let her be bound by her. He knew that she wanted to make a mess of him, but he also wanted to know what kind of bad she could make, what kind of Wenyi he could see, which he couldn''t see normally.


    She looked up at him, opened her eyes, and asked softly, "do you really want me to kiss it?"


    The man asked hoarsely, "have you kissed?"


    She stretched her voice. "I don''t want to tell you."


    "Yes, I want you to kiss it."


    Wen Yituo smiles with his cheek. His short hair, which usually looks smart and skilful, is left with an unspeakable sense of playfulness, and some hidden cunning, "is it good?"


    "Yes.""Oh?"


    "These three months, I''ll give you a holiday."


    She smiled, "why?"


    He looked at her face deeply, and his voice was hoarse. "Although there are servants cleaning her house carefully, there are many things. But in addition to the trees that have grown for tens of hundreds of years in the garden, they are dead grass. It''s very desolate. I don''t have time to take care of them. The decoration doesn''t need to be changed, but some things are still out of date This home is cold and clean, and needs to be cleaned up by the hostess. "


    She pointed to the corner of his underwear and said, "well, I''m going from working for your company to working for your family. I''m well paid to be vice president Wen."


    "I thought you wanted to stay at home and have a taste of being a full-time wife."


    Wenyi was stunned, and the smile on his face disappeared. "Where did you know about this 800 year old thing?"


    Her mother? Her brother? Mo Shiqian?


    This kind of thing, she will forget.


    He continued lightly, "there is no salary for you, but all my money is yours."


    Wenyi laughs. It''s not the smile just now. She''s lazy and sighs a little bit, "but I''ve been learning how to be vice president Wen for ten years, and I''m used to being vice president Wen. I don''t know how to be a full-time wife at all."


    The man''s voice is gentle and bewitching, "then do nothing. As long as Mrs. Mo is happy, she can also be an idle lady."


    Wenyi looked at him and said with a light smile, "you can really coax women."


    He clenched his lips. "To chase you, you have to understand."


    "But how do you know I still want to?"


    "I also think you will feel itchy if you don''t work for a while, but..." His eyes are as deep as the sea, like a life to drown her, but his voice is not consistent with the indifference, "you just walk this road because of me. If you are doomed to lose your dream and love when you are young, then I will always let you taste the taste of what you want to achieve, so that you once loved me."


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