Special favorite: Hei Shaojiao's wife who dares to touch

"Black... black... Kurosawa Yao..." Taking advantage of his breathing, Mo Xiangwan called to stop Kurosawa Yao.

Although her body was softened by Kurosawa Yao, and her arms unconsciously wrapped around Kurosawa Yao's neck, she still maintained her final sobriety, "No! No!"

Kurosawa Yao’s black pupils gathered flames that could burn the entire universe, bending over like a glutton, he did not let go of his hands to play with Mo Xiangwan, and asked Mo Xiangwan in a slightly aggrieved tone, “Honey, don’t you want to ?”

How could Mo Xiangwan dare to speak the truth, he quickly shook his head, "I don't want to!"

The man narrowed his eyes dangerously, and scolded, "Liar!"

As he said that, his slender fingertips nimbly sneaked into the bottom of Mo Xiangwan's skirt, drawing out a splash of water, and approached Mo Xiangwan viciously.

On the slender white fingertips, the liquid glistened in the moonlight, almost as clear and bright as morning dewdrops.

Mo Xiangwan was ashamed and angry, "You, you, how could you..."

"No, what?" The man smiled evilly, and his big hand quickly re-entered the fragrance, teasing arrogantly.

Mo Xiangwan couldn't stand such a stimulus, sobbing, he collapsed into the man's arms, and was held up by the man's waist. He first aggressively attacked her, and then pressed her against the wall, protecting her with one hand, lest she knock her down. When she touched it, she picked up her slender waist with one hand, and officially began to attack the city.

The surrounding cold air was gradually ignited by the man's fiery breath. In the silence, only the muffled crashing sound and the strange sound of water continued.

So embarrassing!

It was the first time that Mo Xiangwan tried the pose with his back to Yau Kurosawa, and it was in broad daylight. In addition to a strong sense of shame, he also had the anxiety of not being able to see Yau Kurosawa's face, and the nervousness of worrying that someone would come over, all kinds of emotions , not only did not let her escape from the vortex of love, but was drawn deeper and deeper.

Regardless of whether it was Kurosawa Yau's caress or attack, in Mo Xiangwan's heart, they were infinitely magnified many times, so that when Kurosawa Yau finally ended the battle, Mo Xiangwan only felt that he no longer existed in the world.

After the matter was over, Kurosawa arranged Mo Xiangwan's dress, wrapped her in a coat, and held her in his arms.

The little girl was exhausted and drowsy.

But her face was crimson, and she could tell at a glance that she had received her favor.The charm between the brows and the corners of the eyes cannot be concealed.

Kurosawa was proud that Mo Xiangwan's coquettishness was all created by himself, and he was angry and refreshed, so he cheerfully kissed Mo Xiangwan on the face and said, "Don't sleep! I found something It’s a good view, I’ll take you to see it!”

Mo Xiangwan nodded, she wasn't sleepy, she was just too tired!

Woooo... She is so resentful!

Why is Yoku Kurosawa's physical strength like a cornucopia, inexhaustible?

Mo Xiangwan was amazed at this physical difference, but fortunately, after being bullied by Kurosawa Yao, he was compensated accordingly.

She nestled lazily in Kurosawa Yao's arms, letting Kurosawa Yao carry her forward.

For a moment, she seemed to hear the rustling of leaves not far away. [

Strange, there is no wind, how can the leaves move?

Mo Xiangwan grabbed Kurosawa Yao's neck and looked back, only to see a white shadow flash past.

She was surprised that she was dazzled, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes to look again, only to see black shadows, where is there any white shadow?

Probably it's just my own eyes seeing it!