His Proud Wife

"You hurt me." Su Mo couldn't move, pursed up her small mouth and murmured.

Short hair is shoulder length, revealing fair skin.

Without waiting for Su Mo to react, she has been picked up. On the left side of her desk, there is a door, and ye Mingyuan falls on the bed.

"Mingyuan, we only do it in the morning. Is this too frequent?" Su Mo blinked her big eyes, some shy said.

"I don't want to be separated from you for a moment. So far, we have been separated for two hours." Ye Mingyuan took a look at his watch and said evil charm.

Su Mo also want to say something, ye Mingyuan's lips meet her lips, everything in silence.

In an instant, the hot and humid atmosphere filled her tongue. Su Mo didn't speak any more. She picked up a faint smile and accepted Ye Mingyuan's domineering attack.

Let him in his own body rough waves, all around, like a black hole engulfed, become good quiet, only hear their own breathing, and do not know how long the mian entangled.

Su Mo's clothes fall on the ground. What comes into view is the white fragrant shoulder. Ye Mingyuan can't help biting on, leaving a trace of scarlet.

Su Mo looks at Ye Mingyuan quietly, her eyes are deep and beautiful.

Mo Su's eyes are more sensitive to cover, because she is more sensitive to vision.

His kisses were so dense that his forehead touched every inch of her skin, and his domineering attack made her heart tremble a little every time. Her hands held the sheet tightly.

I don't know how long, her body felt a heat flow, the chemical reaction in the body, with irresistible force, swore Ye Mingyuan's possession. I don't know when, Su Mo's eyes filled with tears, she grabbed his solid back, accepted all ye Mingyuan brought.

"Does it hurt you?" Ye Mingyuan's voice is a little hoarse. Since last time, he has been careful a lot. Su Mo's misty eyes looked at him, blinked and said with a smile, "No. We continue. " Ye Mingyuan smiles, and then he leans down.

Next, they did not know how long.

As the tide fades, ye Mingyuan stops moving. Su Mo's body gradually relaxes. The sheets under her body have been soaked in her sweat. Then she opens her eyes and can't help reaching out to touch Ye Mingyuan's face.

The sweat soaked hair touched Ye Mingyuan's cheek. He reached out and peeled off her thick hair. What he saw was a pair of clear eyes under the thick eyelashes, and there were thin tears at the corners of the eyes.

Su Mo pointed to under the body, already wet bed, some complain said: "you see, you do good things."

Ye Mingyuan took a look, reached out to hold Su Mo to the other side, slowly close to her cheek, said with a smile: "this is not good?"

"Tired?" Ye Mingyuan has some heartache.

Suma nodded. "Sleep." Ye Mingyuan's broad arm encircles Su Mo's body, and her forehead is close to his chest. The purpose of her coming here today is to fade in the passion just now.

Ye Mingyuan's fingers touch her thick eyelashes, the next second. So he went back.

Ye Mingyuan's eyes turn to the front, frowning, thinking about what ye Kuang Yi said.

But he did not regret, he firmly believed that hurt his woman, must be punished, but do not think, Zhu will not be in vain in his Ye Mingyuan mobile phone crash, so he should be prepared.