Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 691 A Discordant Kiss

There was still his remnant breath on the robe, Mo Xiaowan looked at the one outside, only the shadow of a single shirt remained, and the half-brightness and half-darkness of the moonlight cast on him.

His slightly sideways face, half in the shadow of the moon, half bathed in the moonlight, was unbelievably handsome.

"It's so cold outside, come in."

The smile on Mo Xiaowan's face was projected on Xuanyuanchen who suddenly appeared like moonlight.

As soon as she landed on the ground and walked in, Mo Xiaowan burst into joy, rushed over to hug his waist, and tilted her little head.

"Uncle Xuanyuan, why are you here?"

"If this king doesn't come, how can you take care of yourself?"

Xuanyuanchen answered irrelevant questions, his eyes focused on her, as gentle as moonlight.

"Girl, why did you come back to Mo Mansion?"

"Let's watch a play."

Thinking of the agreement with Gu Moxiao, Mo Xiaowan gently rubbed her face on his stomach coquettishly.

Her movements were like a kitten, rubbing against his belly numb and itchy, the feeling of blood rushing up all at once, since she passed the wedding ceremony, it was only a day and a night apart, but it seemed as long as several years.

Can he say that he couldn't sleep last night, and her little figure was shaking in his mind?

He could say that the little appearance of her drunken eyes, eager to refuse and welcome, instantly made his blood boil when he thought of it.

Her slight delicacy, the taste of her lips, and her delicate scent all lingered around him all the time.

There is always an urge to crush her and eat her clean.

Early in the morning, before the hour agreed with Xiao Mimu, he had already arranged for someone to guard the mountain road in the outskirts, paying close attention to the passing carriages.

Although Mo Qianxie's villa was extremely secret, his hard work paid off, and he still waited until Mo Qianlang's carriage appeared.

The hidden guards reported that she had returned to the Mo Mansion. In the dead of night, he could not wait to sneak into the Mo Mansion.

He couldn't wait for a moment, he had to hug his little girl into his arms immediately.

At this moment, her pair of soft little hands were wrapped around his waist like this, and her little head was still fondly rubbing against her bosom.

Leaning over, she lightly raised her delicate chin, then lowered her head abruptly, grabbing her softness.

Mo Xiaowan was enveloped by that familiar aura, and slightly closed his eyes.

She was locked up in the villa for a whole night, but she actually thought about him in her dreams, dreaming about the wedding night scene between her and him, his domineering yet tender movements made her heart tremble slightly along with her lips.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his hands unconsciously wrapped around his back to cater to his intrusive movement.

They kissed after a disagreement, and the two asked each other.

Uncle Xuanyuan, why are you here?

Girl, why did you come back to Mo Mansion?

However, the sparks between each other were overflowing, and there was no need to express it in words. They had already rolled down on the bed, and the moonlight outside the window was projected in, illuminating the two tightly entangled shadows.

It seemed for a moment, and it also seemed for a long time, finally because Mo Xiao couldn't breathe in a daze, so-and-so was willing to let her go.

Although the person let go, but staring at her eyes, there was a raging fire, hot enough to burn her to ashes.

Mo Xiaowan blushed from the kiss and was out of breath.

"I hate it, why do you look at others with such eyes?"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his little hand playfully and turned his face away.

A certain king laughed out loud, turned his head and bit her finger, his voice was hoarse and low.

"What look?"

(End of this chapter)