Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

Yiqiao came home from work at eight o'clock, and Mo Beiting didn't come back. She didn't want to cook, so she made a bowl of instant noodles.

After taking a bath and brushing his teeth, he glanced in the mirror by the way. The mark on his face has not been completely eliminated. One of his nails was scratched by Chen Pihan. No wonder it hurt a little when he touched the water just now.

A little injury, she did not care, and even took a facial cleanser to wash a face.

Blow dry your hair and go straight to bed!

Today tossed a day, tired do not want to move.

When she was half asleep and half awake, her mobile phone rang. It was on the bedside table beside her. But Yiqiao's sleep was very bad. She woke up after a noise and couldn't sleep when she woke up.

She picked up her cell phone and said, "hello."

"Shen Yiqiao, where's my brother-in-law?"

Chen Pihan's voice sounds very proud. The temples on both sides of Yi Qiao are faintly swollen and painful, and her eyes are also painful. The whole symptom is lack of sleep and forced to wake up. "Your brother-in-law is in my bed. Do you want him to listen to the phone? Chen... "She didn't remember her name," sister Chen Baimo, are you full and can't find anything to do? "

Her voice is so weak that she is sleeping.

"You still want to sleep. My brother-in-law is in my sister's bed now. Why don't I send you some pictures?"

She can't stand Shen Yiqiao's arrogant appearance. She is a bartender. She dares to rob a man from her sister.

"Your brother-in-law in your sister's bed? You take pictures? Do you play like this? "

Across the receiver, it's full of embarrassment.

Chen Pihan's face is embarrassed and red. She is used to learning rubbish. She's used to talking dirty nonsense. But when the hero is mo Beiting, she looks like a young girl who is just in love. She doesn't know how to answer the question. She just says angrily, "Shen Yiqiao, you don't want to be shameful."

After hanging up, Yiqiao couldn't sleep.

She walked around the room, changed her clothes, took the car key and prepared to go out to Muzi for a drink.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw what Chen Pihan said. The man who should be in her sister's bed at the moment is getting out of the car!

Seeing her, Mo Beiting's eyebrows twisted, "so late, where are you going?"

"Go to catch the traitor," she shook her mobile phone. "Your sister-in-law said that you are in Chen Baimo's bed now, so I'm planning to go there."

A sharp cold light flashed in Mo Beiting's eyes. With a snort and a smile, Mo Beiting came and blocked her in the door

"You think he's just satisfied?"

Yi Qiao

Rao is thick skinned and can't help blushing.

He won't have been swaying outside for a long time with this appearance.

"Why don't you talk? "Yes?"

Mo Beiting glided up and down along that curve, with a faint breath of wine.

There's a leak in the lip.

But the more it is, the more provocative it is.

I'm still standing at the gate.

Mo Beiting bit her lip, opened it with a low smile, wiped her lip and said, "do you think I can open it?"

“……”

This sentence, if at other times, is definitely a love sentence that can make people palpitate.

But at this time, the understanding is another meaning.

He easily kisses her lips, almost pressing her against the shoe cabinet. His rough hand pokes in from the hem of her clothes. His action is rough and simple, as if he is going to swallow her alive.

"Mo Beiting, go first."

"Right here."

A man is capricious, like a child with a bad temper.

He picked up iqiaoto, sat down on the shoe cabinet, stretched out his hand, tore her shirt, bent down and kissed her all the way.

The one he had kissed was probably bruised!

Yiqiao screamed in pain, "close the door."

Mo Beiting is also tired. Yi Qiao's body can't open. He can't move at all. The sweat on his forehead drops on her. It's very hard.

“sorry。”

Yi Qiao really feels guilty.

She pushed him.

Mo Beiting stood upright.

Yi Qiao closed her clothes and got up from the sofa. She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at his gloomy face. "I can't satisfy you. I agree you to go to other women as long as..."

As long as it's not Chen Baimo.

Before she finished her sentence, she was hugged by Mo Beiting and carried on her shoulder head down.

"Ah."

The sudden weightlessness made her gasp, "what are you doing? Put me down

"Shen Yiqiao, you asked me to find another woman, eh?" The man's voice was fierce and fierce. The more he said, the more annoyed he was. He raised his hand and slapped her heavily.

“……”

She was jolted dizzy, the man's broad shoulders just against her stomach, Yi Qiao miserable to death.