Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

It means: even if it's OK, you can only sit in the clinic in the future. Don't think about it with a scalpel.

After bandaging and taking the medicine, Mo Beiting sent him back, "I'm really willing to pay for my life as a doctor. I'll pay for it later."

Yan Jin's body stretched out and shrunk on the chair, "it's a bit deep, and I forget the sharp edge of the surgical knife."

"Hum," Mo Beiting sneered. He didn't want to listen to his nonsense. "If you don't want to cut off this arm at the same time, you should listen to the doctor's words and don't do it."

Mo Beiting sent him back, "roll up, I'll go back."

Yan Jinzhi didn't get out of the car, "my hand can't touch the water, and there's no servant at home. Anyway, you don't have a wife to hold when you go back. It's so late. Why don't you sleep here and help me put the bath water away."

"Shall I help you with your bath?"

"That's not necessary. I don't have such a strong taste. I was touched from top to bottom by a man."

"Get out of here."

Yan Jinzhi

After Yan Jinzhi is sent away, Mo Beiting drives home. It's dark in the villa, and even the emergency light doesn't come on.

He twisted his eyebrows and was taking out his mobile phone to call the power company to ask what was going on. Then he remembered that he asked the bodyguard to turn off the power switch.

Mo Beiting asked someone to turn on the switch, and the emergency light and master bedroom light came on immediately. He went upstairs, and Yi Qiao had already laid down.

Back to the door, a small piece of quilt.

It seems to be thin again.

Mo Beiting turned off the light and entered the bathroom by the dim light from the window.

Yi Qiao didn't sleep, but there was no power cut and there was nothing to kill time, so she lay in bed and forced to sleep.

As soon as Mo Beiting opened the door and came in, she opened her eyes.

Soon.

When the quilt was lifted, Mo Beiting lay in. His body was cool but dry, and his hair was still wet.

He reached out from behind to encircle Yi Qiao's waist, and his tight chest was close to her back.

Yi Qiao didn't move, but his body was stiff.

It's so close, so close that I can smell the androgen smell of his body mixed with bath milk.

The man's jaw was resting on her shoulder, and his deep voice was a little mellow and hoarse: "sleep."

After a while, I heard the man's steady breathing.

After waiting for a long time, Yi Qiao turned around and looked at the man's angular features in the hazy light outside the window.

His appearance looks very tired, there is a light cyan under the eyelids, because the light is too dark, not really see.

Yi Qiao stretched out his hand and moved his finger along his outline, but he didn't really stick it.

Back and forth several times, she drew back her hand and leaned her face against his arms.

Close your eyes, these days the heart of those faint impetuous seems to sleep with this simple embrace and silence, she is too sleepy, insomnia for several days, overtime, physical fatigue and mental fatigue overlap together, let her quickly fall asleep.

But not very stable, eyebrows have been frowning, almost half an hour to wake up once!

Mo Beiting was awakened by the biological clock in the morning. The long lost touch and softness in his arms made him dazed for a second or two. When he opened his eyes and saw the familiar furnishings in the room, he realized that he was at home.

Last night, after sending Yan Jinzhi back, he came back.

Mo Beiting looks down at the sleepy woman in her arms. Her long hair is spread on her arms and chest. The picture is very beautiful.

I don't remember how many days I didn't feel this way.

The man circled her waist, bowed his head and began to kiss her endlessly.

He took a bath last night and only wore a pair of boxer underwear. In the morning, his desire was the strongest, and he didn't touch her for many days. His desire was clearly highlighted.

Touch her soft lips, all of a sudden like a demon, crazy derived a kind of no place to discharge the strong desire to embed her in the body, always feel less intimate, she does not belong to him.

Usually a little wind and grass, Yi Qiao woke up, not to mention his possessive brutal kiss, Yi Qiao opened his eyes, eyes are just wake up hazy and confused.

The handsome face of the man is close at hand. There is thin anger in his eyes. He is staring at her.

Yi Qiao obviously hasn't recovered from the sudden kiss. He leans his head back and is turned over and pressed in the mattress by the man. He breathes heavily and stares down at her: "don't hide."

There was an urgent gasp in the voice.

Mo Beiting kisses her again and stares at her with burning eyes. He looks at a series of complex emotions in her eyes, such as escape, resistance, addiction, sadness and so on.