Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

Yi Qiao

She did not expect to cry so uncontrollable.

But no matter what he thought or not, he picked up his temper, and Mo Beiting really didn't want to beat him when he said that.

A man's perfect jaw is right in front of him.

Yi Qiao can't help but be angry for a moment, unexpectedly ruthlessly bit him one mouthful.

Mo Beiting was squatting on her

Mo Beiting was squatting on her side. She bit her and held her waist in her arms.

Something's against her leg!

Yi Qiao looked at his eyes some gnash teeth, but did not dare to struggle, for fear that the scene out of control.

Mo Beiting had a face of abstinence, but a body of indulgence.

If she really started his fire, maybe he would escort her to do it on the plane.

Mo Beiting closed his eyes, his eyes changed slightly, and his breath was heavy and disordered. "Yiqiao, let's do it."

The four eyes are opposite.

Yi Qiao's surprise in the eyes has no time to reveal completely, Mo Beiting has already held her up, pressed her on the seat, "can't bear it."

His hot kiss fell on her lips, without the slightest bit of grinding warmth, impatient to pry open her lips and teeth, such as the passage of the wind in her mouth quickly swept.

Big palm skillfully touched the zipper of her skirt, down, revealing a large area of delicate white skin on the waist!

At 5000 feet, he kisses and rubs her recklessly.

The stewardess, who was still serving tea and pouring water nearby, retreated to the back cabin. They're the only two left in the cabin!

Mo Beiting kisses, stops the action of aggression, stares at her, hoarse low voice sex appeal is in a mess, "Yi Qiao."

The woman under him has been letting him kiss, not too fierce resistance, also did not respond, eyes open radian is the same as usual, did not stare big, also did not half squint, seemed to look at her, also did not look at him.

But it is such a silent resistance, more people's hearts like cat scratch, no pain, but uncomfortable!

"Yesterday, even for anyone else around me, I would go to save, and I don't feel guilty at this point. If I didn't go, and she died, I would be in debt all my life," Mo Beiting's voice was mellow and low, with a serious tone of elaboration: "what I feel guilty about is that I didn't tell you in advance, didn't arrange everything after, and let you suffer injustice. It's my husband's dereliction of duty, and I'm sorry for that. "

If I don't tell her in advance, I'm afraid she'll be cranky.

He thought he could get back before the wedding.

"Yiqiao, you can be angry with me, blame me or blame me in this matter, but I don't allow you to make trouble with me because I saved Chen Baimo. She doesn't matter."

He rarely said such a long word, Yi Joe has been staring at his face without blinking, which makes him embarrassed, several times want to reach out to touch his face, to see if there is something stuck.

Yi Qiao was obviously very dissatisfied with his explanation. After staring at him for a while, she protested: "so you brought me to parachute and prepared to kill me. You owe me all your life."

Mo Beiting felt helpless for her abnormal brain circuit, and said calmly, "I thought you like it."

Last time she was in a bad mood, she went to the amusement park for a roller coaster in the middle of the night.

Although she got off the ferris wheel when he went, the manager reported all her actions to her!

But he didn't really plan to take her out.

Yi Qiao is too weak and has no experience in this field before. There are too many uncertain factors that make him dare not take risks with her.

He just wants to use this way, she quietly listen to his explanation, rather than half heard a face impatient to let him go.

But there's no need to let her know.

"Go away."

Yi Qiao raises a foot to kick him, restored before don't take to ignore of appearance.

Mo Beiting's forceful hand caught one of her knees, trapped her in his arms, bowed his head and kissed her, but coaxed her, "don't make a noise, there are all my people on the plane, it's hard for me to get up like this."

His hand across her waist used force to press Yi Qiao's body closer to his body.

The meaning of ugly is self-evident.

Yi Qiao gave him a cool look: "lying on my body, hungry and thirsty, isn't it good-looking? Mo Beiting, are your brain circuits different from normal people? "

"It's comfortable for you to hold. It's soft."

The man kisses her cheek, and the fresh breath blows on her face, with mint aroma and light tobacco flavor.