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

"Well..."

I don't know what's going on at all. Murchuxi called her to the office for this kind of thing?

It's impossible, isn't it?

Yan Xinxin frowned and put his hands on mochuxi's chest, trying to stop him from continuing, but mochuxi didn't mean to stop.

His thin lips kissed her lips, light but strong. He didn't ask for it deeply. His thin lips just rolled around her upper and lower lips like greed.

Yan Xinxin's cheeks became more and more hot and red. The entanglement between lips and teeth made her heartbeat restless.

"No..."

It was not easy for the heart to make a sound. However, the soft whisper made the tip of murchuxi's heart tremble. At that moment, it seemed that the bones were a little crispy

He slowly opened his slender electric eyes, saw Yan Xinxin's Crimson face, pulled the corners of his lips slightly, suddenly opened his mouth and gently bit her upper lip.

"Well?"

Yan Xinxin also suddenly opened his eyes that he didn't know when to close.

This pervert bit me again!

"Mochuxi, are you crazy..."

With the strength of both hands, Yan Xinxin tried hard to push Mo Chuxi away. However, he didn't want him to suddenly reach out and poke away her little hand. His slender fingers quickly untied the two buttons at her collar, and then pulled it. The round and delicate shoulder of Yan Xinxin's left shoulder was suddenly exposed to the air.

There was a faint bite mark on the shoulder.

Yan Xinxin was so confused by Mo Chuxi's behavior that he let go of his lips, and she was still stunned.

The eyes of both hands touched each other for a second. Mo Chuxi suddenly bowed his head and his thin lips fell on the bite mark on Yan Xinxin's shoulder.

The light and shallow pain comes unexpectedly, and the heart frowns.

"Hiss..."

"Is the man who answered your phone last time a promise?"

The silent air was finally broken by murchuxi's cold voice.

Yan Xinxin looked at Mo Chuxi in a daze, and saw that he hung his good-looking eyes. With a cold face, he helped her straighten her collar again. His bony fingers slowly buttoned the buttons of Yan Xinxin's shirt, complete as before.

As if only to leave the mark of punishment on her shoulder.

"Don't get too close to the promise. I don't like it."

Murchuxi left this sentence without any advice, and then turned to the office.

What do you mean he doesn't like it?

Does she like it?

She was not familiar with promise. It was true that he helped her, and she thanked him. However, she didn't know what promise liked her at all.

"What are you doing there? Want to continue? "

Hearing the speech, Yan Xinxin suddenly regained his mind and saw that mochuxi had a stack of test papers in his hand, and he looked as if nothing had happened just now.

"Merchush, why did you call me here?"

Yan Xinxin frowned and looked puzzled at the man who had walked to the door of the office.

"Not clear enough?"

Mo Chuxi turned back, stretched out his palm, easily clasped the back of Yan Xinxin's head again, and pressed Yan Xinxin to his body with a little force.

"You..."

"Huh? Want to do it again? "

"... Mercurian, you're crazy!"

Yan Xinxin flushed and pushed Mo Chuxi away with a little annoyance.

"This is the teaching building. You are my teacher now."

She looked at him with dignified emphasis.

"If I knew you would be the new associate professor of the school, I would not agree to make any deal with you."

When Yan Xinxin finished, he turned and wanted to go, but his wrist was suddenly grasped by Mo Chuxi.

"Speak your heart and give you a chance to reorganize your language."