Charming wife: domineering husband deeply in love

But Su Jingran's heart is very contradictory. On the one hand, she wants to save herself, but on the other hand, she can't have a relationship with this man.

Mo Xiuyan's face flashed a very delicate expression and yelled to the downstairs: "Er Gouzi!"

Su Jingran's courage had just dissipated, and he called out in a weak voice: "brother Leng..."

She did not know whether she was compromising, begging or begging for mercy.

Er Gouzi ran up and stood in front of Mo Xiuyan. He said, "brother Leng, if you have anything to do, please tell me."

"This woman..." Mo Xiuyan fingers a pick, pointed to Su Jingran.

Su Jingran suddenly feels like a pet, because he can't please his owner, he will be given away.

Her eyes flashed crystal clear, slightly biting her lips, and her eyes were imprinted with Mo Xiuyan's figure and his expressionless facial features.

Er Gouzi continued to ask, "brother Leng, what's the matter?"

Mo Xiuyan reaches for Su Jingran's waist and takes her to ER Gouzi.

Su Jingran subconsciously reached for his wrist, fingertips slightly forced, almost pinched into his skin.

She held her breath and felt that the air was a little thin, and some people were not conscious.

Almost immediately, she was about to wait for the terrible result and be sent out by Mo Xiuyan like a pet out of favor.

Don't know how long, Mo Xiuyan finally light mouth: "take some watermelon to us to eat."

As soon as his words came out, er Gouzi jumped out happily.

At the same time, Su Jingran's nerves relaxed, but his mind was blank and he fainted.

After she was pulled out of the spinal cord, her body didn't recuperate. She was very fragile. Now she was so frightened and scared by Mo Xiuyan that she was extremely nervous. She didn't support her and fainted.

Mo Xiuyan reached out and fished her petite body into his arms. He could not help wring his eyebrows slightly. It was useless. So he fainted?

She is his woman now, how can he give her to the first-class people of Er Gouzi?

After a while, er Gouzi took the watermelon and saw that Mo Xiuyan had locked the door. He knocked twice and didn't respond. He didn't dare to disturb him. He went down with the watermelon.

Mo Xiuyan locks the door, puts Su Jingran on the bed, and roughly checks her body. He doesn't find any other wounds. He guesses that she is too worried to faint.

His thick fingers stayed on her cheek for a moment. The delicate skin flattered his fingers and made him feel tender.

At the thought of her sweet taste, he slipped his throat, bowed his head and kissed her rosy lips.

No matter how many times she kisses her, her taste is incredible. Mo Xiuyan can't help but deepen the kiss, and the lingering breath also deepens.

His hot breath sprayed on Su Jingran's cheek and ears. After eating pith and taste that night, Mo Xiuyan couldn't forget her sweetness for a long time. Who knew that she was so fierce, and now she was going to refuse him.

He didn't even want to give her the medicine after the event. He preferred to buy a condom, but she refused him?

This little woman really has some problems to clean up!

As his kiss deepened, his breathing became heavy, and his body covered her, pressing her under his body.

Anyway, she's his person, whether it's here or in Mohism.

Whether he is a Leng or Mo Xiuyan.

She's all his people, which is a fact that can't be changed.

What's more, if he didn't touch her here, how could he hide the hot eyes of Sister Li and brother Dashan?

Whether it's based on objective facts or the thought of his body clamoring, he must have her.

Su Jingran slowly wakes up and feels that she is pressed heavily by something. Then, a strange and comfortable feeling is transmitted from her toes to the top of her hair.

She noticed something was wrong and wanted to cry, but she was immediately blocked by Mo Xiuyan's lips and tongue.

She finally realized that this man was doing something wrong to her again!

"Oh... Oh... You put..." Su Jingran tried to push him away, but Mo Xiuyan was tall and strong. How could su Jingran's strength be his opponent?

Su Jingran struggled frantically, tears falling down.

Mo Xiuyan slowed down, took her face, did not speak, but gently kiss off her tears.

But Su Jingran's tears, the more he kisses, the more he can't stop.

Mo Xiuyan still did not speak, pressed her struggling hands, hands and her hands, fingers clasped tightly.

Maybe it was such a powerful and gentle action that soothed Su Jingran. Su Jingran stopped fighting, but there were still tears in the corner of his eyes.

Mo Xiuyan kisses off her tears again and whispers in her ear: "little watermelon."

His breathing came hot, which made Su Jingran's ears red.

He felt that she had stopped fighting, and he felt that he was wrapped in the wet again, and acted again.

Su Jingran is biting his lips, and he doesn't want to make an embarrassing voice.

He was a low voice, mellow voice, with a drunken like: "little watermelon."

This name for Su Jingran, is strange, but also exclusive.

He did not say any tender words, nor did he promise and guarantee anything, but his action and voice at the moment are undoubtedly the best tenderness, which pacifies Su Jingran's heart. She gives up the struggle, and even can feel the beautiful strangeness, which is like a tide to sweep and submerge her.

At the moment of topping, he saved her lips from her teeth, and said, "little watermelon."

Su Jingran was shocked into a sweet blank in his brain.

It took a long time for her to recover. Her whole body seemed to be fished out of the water. It was sweat.

Mo Xiuyan got up, didn't put on any clothes, so he stood directly in front of Su Jingran.

Although he has just been treated gently, Su Jingran still can't help but leave his face and dare not face his body directly.

Mo Xiu Yan's lip corner drew a smile, turned around and went into the bathroom, twisted a hot towel to help her clean up.

Such a scene is like a gentle husband treating a considerate wife.

Su Jingran didn't know what to think in his mind. All of them were blank. He was allowed to treat her as gently as he could.

She closed her eyes and felt that he was covering the quilt for her.

She was too shy to open her eyes. She had just said that in front of him, but in the twinkling of an eye she fell into the sweetness he created.