Lucky to Have You Till the End

When Mo Chiwei heard Tang Xinyan utter the word divorce, his chest hurt.

Jian's eyebrows frowned, and the dark bottom of his eyes was covered with a layer of haze, "The one-month deadline has not arrived, don't rush away."

He clasped his big palm to her waist again, and fixed his eyes tightly on her pretty face that was tender enough to squeeze out water even without makeup, and the fingers of the other hand stroked her smooth skin, lovingly on her lips. Rub on.

The **** Adam's apple rolled up and down.

This feeling is strange. After Bai Zhi became his fiancee, he tried to seduce him several times.

He used to really like Bai Zhi, but now facing her, he has no desire to sleep.

But this woman...

Even if he had a big belly, he wanted to press her under him and toss her hard.

No wonder he had taken care of her when he knew she was Tang Lei's daughter.

This girl is an out-and-out little fairy.

Tang Xinyan's heart was completely disturbed by him. She bit her lip and said weakly, "I don't care what you think, you will give me the ring first."

After he gave her the ring, she kept wearing it on her neck.

During her most painful and suffering period, as long as she saw the ring, it was like seeing him.

That is something she regards as precious.

Mo Chiwei pressed his thin lips tightly, and Ying Ting's eyebrows were covered with a layer of sullenness, "Now, no!" He had no impression of the ring at all. She cared so much and made him extremely uncomfortable.

If she wants, he can give her another one.

Tang Xinyan didn't expect that Mo Chiwei started to compete with his former self. She only thought that he didn't think she deserved to own that ring again. After all, Meng Baizhi had the same ring in her hand.

She lowered her eyes, her expression turned gloomy.

Mo Chiwei looked at her gently flapping long eyelashes and biting her lips slightly, and his heart moved.

The big palm lifted the chin, and at the moment she lifted her eyes to look at him, he opened his mouth and bit her soft lips.

He kissed hot, but also delicate and tender.

Tang Xinyan thought that he had never slept with Meng Baizhi and had never done the most intimate thing. She was stunned, and for a moment she forgot to push him away.

He took the opportunity to pry open her shell teeth, his tongue slid in, curling up her pink tongue.

Realizing that she was not resisting as before, he kissed deeper and deeper.

Gradually, it seemed that such a kiss was no longer satisfied. He pulled off the buttons of her pajamas with a big palm and covered it directly across Bra.

Because of her pregnancy, her size was indeed larger than before.

The soft place, under his palm, gradually bloomed.

His dominance, his strength, his kisses, caress, let the reason in her mind gradually dissipate, and then the uncontrollable excitement and joy that came to her heart, pressed against his chest hands, slowly Become around his neck.

She was just about to respond to his kiss when she heard a sharp cry of ‘ah’ from downstairs.

That is the voice of Meng Baizhi.

Tang Xinyan, who had just almost sunk into his kiss and caress, instantly seemed to have a basin of cold water pouring down from his head.

The whole person is also completely awake.

Now he only regards her as a lover, playing with things, not sincerely treating her at all.

And she almost sank--

The hands around his neck pushed his chest hard.

This time, it was pushed away.

She knew that only if he was willing to be pushed away, she could push him away.

He glanced at her deeply, and a thin layer of mist was covered in his bright apricot eyes.

"Meng Baizhi is screaming, go down!" She heard her voice hoarse and tired.

Mo Chiwei remained motionless like a sculpture, and his big, well-knotted palm suddenly stroked her lower abdomen.

Tang Xinyan was startled by his behavior, "What are you doing?"

"I was kicked just now." When he kissed her, he put his big palm on his waist and abdomen. When the kiss was intense, the little guy in her belly gave him a big kick.

That is a very strange feeling.

It was like a mysterious force pulling his heart.

Tang Xinyan was stunned.

She thought that he was willing to be pushed away by her after hearing Meng Baizhi's scream.

did not expect……

She lowered her eyes and looked at her bulging abdomen, her nose sour. Maybe the baby has felt the existence of father!

Just in a daze, Mo Chi Wei suddenly leaned down, his handsome face pressed against her abdomen.

"He is kicking again. I seem to hear him moving."

Tang Xinyan saw him bend her head against her abdomen, and red tide appeared in her eyes.

His current expression, serious and warm, is far different from the cold and harsh before.

Perhaps this is a strong blood relationship!

Although he has forgotten her, the baby in his belly is his child. Even if he is not yet born, the child can feel the presence of his father and is eager for more love from his father.

Tang Xinyan looked at his well-defined side face, the thin lips that rose slightly under the bridge of his nose, she couldn't help raising her hand and touching the back of his neck.

...

Meng Baizhi waited for Mo Chiwei in the restaurant downstairs for a long time. Seeing that he hadn't come downstairs for a long time, she felt uncomfortable.

She ran upstairs and saw him kissing Tang Xinyan in the guest room. She screamed deliberately, trying to get his attention, but waited and waited, he still did not come out.

She walked to the door of the guest room again, and through the gap, she saw him leaning over and pressing her face against Tang Xinyan's bulging abdomen. With such a gentle expression, her hands were clenched into fists, and her gums were about to snap.

How could he get along with Tang Xinyan so quickly?

She paid so much for him, and he promised her to be responsible to her!

Meng Baizhi forced the tears that were about to slip out of her eyes, she ran downstairs and took the fruit and fruit knife.

She cut the apple in half, and then, holding a sharp knife, cut a cut on the index finger severely.

Seeing the blood pouring out, Meng Baizhi didn't seem to feel the pain. After a cold laugh, she ran upstairs.

"A Leng, A Leng..."

Hearing Meng Baizhi's shout, Tang Xinyan let go of her small hand touching the back of Mo Chiwei's neck as if she was waking up from a dream.

Mo Chiwei also straightened up. He glanced at Tang Xinyan with deep and complicated eyes, and said with a deep voice, "You should rest earlier."

He didn't force her to rest in the master bedroom.

Looking at the back of him leaving, Tang Xinyan opened her mouth, trying to say something, but she didn't say a word.

...

Mo Chiwei walked out of the guest room and saw Meng Baizhi, who was standing at the door of the master bedroom with blood on his fingers. He strode to her, frowning his sword eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

"I wanted to cut some fruit with you, but I accidentally cut my finger."

Mo Chiwei took Meng Baizhi into the master bathroom, turned on the faucet on the washstand, and washed away the blood from her finger.

"I'll get the medicine box."