Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

Mo Beiting looked at her patient face, a bit absent-minded. For a long time, he had never seen her out of control.

Do not want to pick up her jaw, eyes staring at her, "still angry? Then go to take a bath after making trouble. I've scolded you too. Do you want to do it? But I advise you to save your strength. If your strength doesn't hurt me, it's you who will hurt in the end. Someone will fight for you later. "

Yi Qiao has never seen such a cheeky man, blocked speechless.

Rong Jie came out of the bathroom with a smile, "Sir, the water is ready."

"Go down."

Sister Rong withdrew and closed the door for them.

Yi Qiao does not want to do this kind of meaningless entanglement with him, "I'll take a bath, you let go."

Mo Beiting released her, and the air conditioner in the room was adjusted to the highest temperature when she came in, but the skin temperature of her arm was still cold without any heat.

This makes Mo Beiting want to strip her clothes and take her to the bed to get warm.

Hands around her back.

Yi Qiao stepped back on guard, the man's chin immediately tightened, "I help you take off the wedding dress."

"No, I'll take it off myself. You go out."

Since she came in, she has said that she didn't know how many times to let him out.

I almost let him go.

No, it was said.

No matter how good his patience is, it's almost the same. Besides, he still has an inexplicable fire in his heart. He has been trying to coax her.

"Take it off yourself?" Mo Beiting black face, big hand forced her back to his arms, the other hand pinched her chin hard kiss down.

Fierce and strong, I want to swallow her.

He repressed his desire to touch her lips quickly. After a short kiss, he released his hand. His eyes were dark and dazzling. "Come on, show me."

Yi Qiao

Accumulation of emotion burst out, she picked up the sofa pillow directly hit him in the face, "roll."

Then he ran to the bathroom.

The pace is very fast, but very messy, even if she still remember to twist the wedding dress skirt, but it is inevitable to step on.

Fall forward

Before falling, two words flashed in Yi Qiao's mind: asshole.

Mo Beiting quickly walked forward two steps, took her waist, twisted her up, roughly grasped her shoulder, turned her back, raised her hand and pulled down the zipper of her wedding dress.

The wedding dress without the zipper directly fell down and piled at her feet.

Yi Qiao's upper body, only pasted a pair of mastic.

It's no different from being naked!

"Pa!"

Clear and loud slap, without hesitation hit his handsome face.

There was no disguised anger on his face!

Mo Beiting licked the corner of his lips. His dark eyes were cold and deep. His powerful hand suddenly clasped her wrist. It seemed that he would break her hand.

Yi Qiao Yang Yang chin, provocative looking at him: "want to fight back?"

Next second.

The shackles on the wrist disappear.

Mo Beiting took back his hand, but his eyes were still sinister and indifferent. It was estimated that he had never been slapped.

"No, I'm sorry about today. If you're angry, you can go on."

Yi Qiao barefoot turned to go to the direction of the bathroom, but his hand was locked again, however, this time the man did not force.

"There's something I'd rather hear from you."

Mo Beiting said without expression, then turned and left.

Out of the room, he raised his hand to pull the button of his shirt, stood outside for a while, and turned to the study.

A short hair in the warm yellow light sharp, three-dimensional facial features are divided into several light and dark sides, no expression!

He lowered his head and lit a cigarette. The fire lit up his dark and sharp eyebrows and thin eyes.

Mo Beiting stood at the window, smoking slowly, one by one.

After a while, there was a pile of towers in the ashtray.

He was admitted to the military academy in University. So far, he has been in the army for ten years.

Ten years of devil training left him the lofty idea of "being ready to sacrifice at any time for the country." it was a rapid and fierce armed force, and a simple and direct way to deal with things.

This kind of thinking and thinking, has been deeply rooted!

He is interested in Yiqiao from the initial disgust to the present

Like it?

Love?

Mo Beiting is not sure, but he is sure to have a stronger feeling than interest.