Runaway wife: Wolves are always pestering

After all, the most direct way to capture a man is the current situation.

But she is not that kind of woman, rationality tells her that she is not mentally prepared for such a scene, the hot big palm quietly covered her round part at some point, gently provoking the pink color with her fingertips.

As if an electric current had hit her, she couldn't help but tremble all over.

There was an indistinct **** sound that even she couldn't detect from her throat.

A look of satisfaction floated in Nangong Ze's black eyes, Kiss Bi just became frenzied, this little thing has a magical power that makes men addicted. [

He felt that his hot part could not bear it anymore, but he still tried hard to bear it, he wanted her to surrender willingly under his body instead of forcing her.

He was intoxicated by her sweet breath, and the kiss became more intense and wild. One hand held her tight waist, and the other moved impatiently inside her beautiful and tender skin.

That beautiful and wild touch made Mo Xier dizzy, one hand pressed against his chest, and the other tightly grasped his arm.

The kiss left her lips, biting her delicate chin lightly.

The delicately kissed cherry lips parted slightly, her eyes were blurred, and her breathing couldn't help but rush.

With a "hissing", the thin skirt was torn by his hands.

But with this sound, Mo Xier suddenly woke up. In front of her was a large floor-to-ceiling mirror. She saw the woman inside, disheveled, in Nan Gongze's arms, and he was bowing her head on her slender neck. Printed hickey.

The skirt, which was originally fine, has now been pulled to the waist, and even the corset knew when it was ripped off by him.

He kneaded it wantonly with one hand, and pressed himself tightly against his body with the other.

She clearly felt a part of him poised to press against her softness.

Immediately, she was so ashamed that she almost died.

She actually almost sank in his passionate kiss.

She raised her small fist and thumped his chest hard. She almost exhausted her strength to stop this wild scene, so she also forgot that his shoulder was wrapped in gauze and was seriously injured.

Several punches in a row hit the same place, which was his wound.

Nan Gongze let out a muffled snort, stopped his movements, raised his eyes, his eyes full of glamorous eyes locked her tightly, and a dissatisfied expression appeared on his handsome face.

A hoarse voice rang out in the air burning with hissing sparks: "Little thing, do you want to murder me?"

She stopped beating, and was startled to realize that the white gauze had already leaked blood. Obviously, the well-treated wound seemed to be destroyed by her.

Thinking of the scene where he was desperate for her, even though she tried hard to deny that he saved her, she tried hard to tell herself that he caused it by himself, and there is no need to be grateful to him.

But at this time, when she hurt him with her own hands, the guilt that was not well hidden in her heart welled up deeply. [

She forgot to struggle, looked at him blankly, and then struggled again and said: "Let me go, I will help you clean the wound, otherwise the inflammation will be very troublesome."

Nan Gongze didn't expect her to be so strong suddenly. At this moment, his shoulders were so painful that he could barely move, but he didn't miss the guilt in the woman's eyes.