The military commander's forensic wife

Han Mo threw Ran Xiaoyun on the bed, unbuttoned his neck, sat aside, and poured himself a glass of wine.

At first he did have other plans, but now, he has lost interest.

Han Mo poured the red wine directly down his throat and sneered.

He knew early on that with his powerless background, he would not be able to get very far in the army.He thought he was numb to being replaced, but the moment he knew that Gao Xing had replaced him, his anger could not be contained.

Even, at the expense of violating military orders, he went out privately during this time.

So what if he was punished, even if he wasn't punished, he wouldn't have many chances, so he might as well let himself be more chic.

Han Mo smiled coldly, his beautiful face was frighteningly cold, it was a kind of depression that urgently needed to explode.

"Cold ink..."

The person on the bed groaned.

Han Mo turned his head and looked at Ran Xiaoyun.The flesh-colored skirt on her body was lifted up slightly during the struggle, and half of her buttocks could be seen.Snow white and soft.

Han Mo raised his hand and undid another button.

The eldest lady of the dye family, heh, the eldest daughter of the capital, she has such a strong background.

Ran Xiaoyun turned over and turned his back to Han Mo, but he was still restless, "No...he must not..."

Ran Xiaoyun waved his hand, almost shouting.

Han Mo grabbed Ran Xiaoyun's hand and looked at her sullenly.He knew that he shouldn't vent his anger on Ran Xiaoyun, this matter had nothing to do with him at all, but when he thought of the faces of those rich and powerful people, he couldn't help but grow the darkness in his heart.

He kept telling himself to try his best to surpass these second generations, and then one day he would stand on a high ground and laugh at them fiercely!

But for seven years, he is still the deputy chief of staff of the division, a lieutenant.

Thinking of that notice, all the depression in Han Mo's eyes was lit.He took off his coat, and put only a vest on his thin upper body, and pressed Ran Xiaoyun firmly under him.

Ran Xiaoyun knew that there was something pressing on her, so she pushed away hard, but the weight on her body still did not go down.She was in a hurry, with a dissatisfied expression on her face.

"don't want……"

Han Mo pressed her hands to his sides, and after hesitating for a moment, he lowered his head and stabilized his nagging lips.The softness of the lips seemed to dissolve the hatred in his heart, and he had a more inexplicable joy, biting his delicate lips even harder, and even invaded his tongue maliciously, forcing her to respond.

Ran Xiaoyun raised her head, she was in a daze, she only felt that her lips were hot, and she wanted to avoid this feeling, but she couldn't.

It must have been talking to Han Mo a lot!

Ran Xiaoyun suddenly pushed away hard, and Han Mo was careless for a moment, and she was almost pushed out of bed by her.

Han Mo's expression turned cold...

"It's none of my business if he's in a bad mood!"

His red eyes froze for a moment, and he sat on the bed, looking at Ran Xiaoyun whose clothes were half-faded, his mouth was a little dry.He took the remaining half glass of red wine on the table and fell down on his head.

"Who is in a bad mood?"

Ran Xiaoyun didn't answer, but felt a little cold on his body, and pulled the quilt next to him to cover it, with dissatisfaction still on his face.Looking at the dissatisfaction on that delicate face, Han Mo actually thought it was a bit cute.

Heh, what is he fussing about with a little girl who doesn't know much about the world.

Han Mo got up, staggered, and went into the bathroom.

Ran Xiaoyun was uncomfortable no matter how she lay down, she opened her eyes in a daze.Well, it's in a hotel, and the decor is familiar.

She turned her head and looked around, but there was no one there.Who sent her here?Ran Xiaoyun sat up, a little confused.Forget it, anyway, it's in my own hotel, don't care about it.

Ran Xiaoyun stood up, shook her head and walked towards the bathroom.

Han Mo was taking a shower, when he heard something, he frowned and was about to take a look, when the door of the bathroom was swung open.Then, Ran Xiaoyun with a dazed face opened his eyes wide and looked at him, his eyes gradually became sober, and then...he couldn't take his eyes off...

"Cold ink..."

Han Mo has always felt that women should be embarrassed at such moments, but now, this subtle feeling has actually fallen on him.

He silently moved down the towel on his head...

Gollum.

It was the sound of Ran Xiaoyun swallowing his saliva.

Han Mo looked up, looking at her with reddish eyes.Under the dense water vapor, the beauty of the cold ink is so beautiful that Ran Xiaoyun's heart is moved.She walked in by mistake, and then... closed the bathroom door (Ran Xiaoyun, are you over conscious!).

The moment he touched Han Mo's chest muscles, Ran Xiaoyun realized that he was not dreaming.If you are dreaming, the touch will not be so real, and there is also a heart-pounding heat.

Ran Xiaoyun put her hands on his chest, raised her head, and looked at him timidly but firmly.

Han Mo clasped her hand, the redness in his eyes intensified, he lowered his head and kissed her delicate lips that were still a little red and swollen.At the moment when Han Mo's lips were attached, Ran Xiaoyun knew that he did not regret it.

She was drunk and allowed to indulge.

"who am I?"

"... cold ink."

"I'm irresponsible."

"..."

Ran Xiaoyun didn't answer, but wanted to withdraw the hand on his chest.However, Han Mo grabbed her with one hand and her waist with the other, spreading Chiguo's desire and heat to her.

Although Ran Xiaoyun has never eaten pork, he has seen pigs run many times.

Especially for a woman who has been looking forward to the first time for a long time, it is necessary to understand the basic human body structure, not to mention that she has Qin Ting, an expert girlfriend.

Therefore, when the hard object touched her, although she blushed, she still had a little hope in her heart.All she knew was that she didn't hate Han Mo, and even thought of him occasionally after the first meeting.

This is, she has always attributed it to the fact that Han Mo's appearance is too outstanding.

And now, it's because he's in such a good shape.

"I……"

Han Mo raised his head slightly, giving her a chance to breathe.

Ran Xiaoyun stood on tiptoe, stuck out her tongue and licked his thin lips, "I don't want you to be responsible."

Having said that, Han Mo would be too sorry for the current situation if he didn't do anything.He didn't speak, just took off Xiaoyun's clothes until she was naked like him.

"How many times?"

"one."

"Ok?"

"the first time……"

After a long time, a hoarse voice said, "Okay."

Ran Xiaoyun clung to the cold ink, neither resisting nor responding, just letting himself feel without thinking about anything.At the moment of pleasure, Ran Xiaoyun told herself that she was dreaming.

Otherwise, how could you have sex or a relationship with a man who doesn't want to be responsible.And this man, Han Mo, who doesn't have a very good reputation...

At dawn the next day, Han Mo woke up and rubbed his sore temples.Suddenly remembered something, after being stunned, he turned his head, but the person on the bed was not there at all.

Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief, lay back and continued to sleep, pretending nothing had happened.