Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

His cell phone rang.

Mo Beicheng drew back his hand, took out his mobile phone from his coat bag, looked at the caller ID, and said, "hello."

"I'll comfort you there, grandfather," Mo Huan's voice reproached, "what's the matter with you? Why don't you just have a baby? You don't want to be perfunctory and pass away. Why do you have to be horizontal with your grandfather for the Spring Festival? You don't know his character. You have to follow him. If the bowl really hits you today, it's your own fault. "

Mo Beicheng looked as usual after listening to Mo Huan's rebuke, and then said faintly: "some things that have made up their mind don't need to hide and make excuses. My grandfather has that idea. If he doesn't refuse it all at once, there will be a steady stream of troubles in the future. Every time he mentions it, I have to take great pains to find an excuse?"

"So you took your sister-in-law and left me to clean up the mess for you?"

"No one at home dares to pluck tiger hair at the muzzle of the gun except second brother."

Mo huanpeng sneered a few times. He wanted to bring Mo Beicheng back and beat him. He said: "you really look up to me."

"Silly, white and sweet are all pleasing." Mo Beicheng changed his right hand to his left.

Mo huanpeng: "I'm not sure."

He has a kind of impulse, want to go back to let the old man don't throw a bowl next time, directly throw a kitchen knife at close range, chop this bastard son of a bitch.

Mo huanpeng is still at Mo's home now, and his little daughter is asleep. He and Su Jin decide to stay at Mo's home for one night tonight. "I didn't hear that you had such a big dream to be DINK before. Recently, your brain has been arched by pigs?"

Mo Beicheng

He just pinched the phone and threw it back into the back seat.

Nanqiao looked at him, then looked at the cell phone he had thrown into the back seat, and pursed his lips. He already had a worry in his heart.

Back to Repulse Bay, the whole villa is dark. Sister GUI is on holiday today, and the emergency light in the villa is not on.

Nanqiao went in first. Although the living room was dark, the curtain was open, so he could not reach out without seeing his fingers.

Mo Beicheng stepped in later. As soon as he put the car key on the table of the shoe cabinet and reached out to turn on the light, he was pushed to the wall opposite the shoe cabinet by a pair of soft hands holding his collar. The woman's soft body was leaning against his arms, and her slender fingers stroked down the outline of his strong face.

Mo Beicheng

He stretched his body and held his breath, feeling the soft and boneless hand of a woman across his cheek, eyelids, bridge of nose and lips.

In the dark, the man's eyes were hot and unrestrained, his voice was hoarse, "what do you want?"

When Nanqiao came in, she didn't change her shoes. She was still wearing high-heeled shoes seven or eight centimeters high. Her lips were sticking to the man's sexy and protruding Adam's apple, just sticking to it, not kissing it.

"You."

Her answer was simple, rough, and with an unusual zest.

Let Mo Beicheng's inner agitation more uncontrollable, put his hand on her waist, and wanted to trample on her, "how can you be so cruel?"

This kind of dialogue has always been used by men to tease women, which often makes women blush and stare at each other. However, from a woman's mouth, Mo Beicheng finds that this kind of tease is deadly.

"I learned from you."

When Nanqiao spoke, her lips lightly and heavily rubbed his Adam's apple. Her fingers fell on his strong waist and pulled the hem of his shirt out of his trousers.

Mo Beicheng's eyes are so deep that he looks down at her. At the moment when Nanqiao kisses her, he turns around and pushes her to the wall. He kisses her deeply

He was no longer limited to kissing her lips, but began to move to her earlobes, chin and face.

A heavy gasp was in her ear.

The man's hand strength is originally big, this kind of time is to forget to restrain, South Joe feels that the skin is bruised by his rubbing, hot, but she feels comfortable.

Mo Beicheng took off all the obstacles between them, picked her up and swept off all the decorations on the shoe cabinet with one hand. He put Nanqiao on it and looked at her carefully, "Nanqiao..."

His voice is low, deep, "such a two person world is very good, I like it very much."

Nanqiao's brain is almost in a state of crash. She gives a "en". Then Mo Beicheng takes her down from the shoe cabinet, walks into the living room, and presses Nanqiao, who is hanging on him like a koala, onto the leather sofa.

No air conditioning.

Naked back suddenly touched the cold skin, Nanqiao couldn't help shivering and hugged Mo Beicheng more tightly.

The man's thick palms are on her back, but it's only a small area, and it doesn't work.