Mr.Mo's eternal love: sweet wife, please come to my arms

"You think I'll let you live here unconditionally? Do you think I look like a good man? "

Mo Chuxi's long eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a somewhat dangerous smell.

He approached Yan Xinxin for a few minutes, and the deep and charming Junrong came straight to her eyes.

"You look so cute."

“……”

The warm breath dyed the white cheeks of Yan Xinxin again.

Feeling some complex breath, Yan Xinxin quickly raised his feet and stepped back, but murchuxi's arm wrapped around her slender waist faster.

Suddenly, the intimate contact made Yan's heart disordered. She raised her panicked eyes. Before she could see the face of Mo Chuxi clearly, his lips pressed down.

"Well..."

Yan opened his eyes, and his instinctive reaction was to raise his hand to push Mo Chuxi.

However, as always, she couldn't resist his strength.

But his kiss was surprisingly soft, not hot that night, not overbearing the night before, even a little dreamy.

Yan Xinxin's heart beat like a rabbit. His hand against murchuxi's chest slowly lost strength. His slender fingers gently grabbed his skirt, and his soft body approached him a little uncontrollably.

Mo Chuxi's thin lips tossed lightly on the soft pink lips of Yan Xinxin. His breath gradually occupied the corners of her lips. The sweet taste and faint mint fragrance were intertwined. In such a blurred night, a feeling of bewitchment was bred.

Unknowingly, Yan Xinxin was carried to the wide bed by Mo Chuxi. The gravity of his body was carried on her petite body, close to her without distance.

Yan Xinxin felt Mo Chuxi's cool fingertips rubbing against his ears and touching them.

The position of the atrium seems to be suddenly scratched, itching, indescribable feeling.

Mochuxi's lips finally let go, but his kiss didn't end. The peach blossom lips flitted across her cheek and fell on her neck

Yan Xinxin suddenly opened his eyes and was at a loss.

Is this... The condition of merchuxi?

However, there was always an unforgettable girl in his heart.

No, the girl was only six years old when she left him, but he was only nine years old. At that time, he didn't understand love, so he wouldn't have too deep obsession about love, but he still missed the girl, didn't he?

In that case, why are you willing to talk to her

Is it the needs of men themselves?

There is a kind of unspeakable loneliness that climbs up to my heart and is also very nervous.

Yan Xinxin raised his hand and gently pushed Mo Chuxi.

"Mr. ink."

"You can call my name."

“……”

Yan Xinxin, with warm cheeks, suddenly reached out and grabbed the hand that murchuxi had fallen on her collar.

The man raised his deep eyes, and there was a touch of light desire in his light brown eyes.

"Murchuxi, can I owe this time first?"

Looking at Yan Xinxin's Scarlet and nervous little face, Mo Chuxi's thin lips pursed gently.

"When do you want to owe it? Or are you sure you can afford it when you return it all at once? "

“……”

what the hell!

Does he want to talk like that!

"I... I think I can!"

Although he was very nervous, he still summoned up his courage.

Should it be possible?

After all, it seemed more than once that night, and I could get out of bed and walk around?

Yan thought silently, and suddenly felt the gaze of a su Sha. She looked back and saw a cold flash in Mo Chuxi's eyes.

Her heart trembled, and murchuxi suddenly bowed to her.

"Ah..."