Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

Mo Beiting was in a trance. He turned over and pressed, but only got a soft quilt.

He could smell Shen Yiqiao's perfume.

He felt that he was bewildered.

Mingming doesn't like that woman, and even dislikes her style. Compared with Chen Baimo, she is like a rose in a dark corner. She is high-profile, open and arrogant. She can't find a trace of kindness and compassion that a normal woman should have.

Such a high-profile and dark character is not pleasing!

But he wanted her very quickly.

Mo Beiting has always thought that he belongs to the type of abstinence. He had never had such an impulse before. Now he has it, and he finds that he can't be suppressed only by his will. He is not a person who will force himself. After trying to suppress fruitless, he got up and went to the next room!

All the rooms in the villa are fingerprint locks.

I can't lock it.

Mo Beiting opens the door and goes in. Yiqiao curls up in her chair and looks at the computer screen in a daze. Hearing the sound of opening the door, she turns her head and sees Mo Beiting coming in. The confused water vapor in her eyes instantly fades away and changes into a alert Qingming.

She got up from her chair and raised her hand to cover her notebook. "How did you get in?"

"What are you looking at?" Mo Beiting walked over and stared at the notebook behind her.

He didn't pay attention to the things on the screen, but when Yiqiao reached over, he glanced at them one by one, as if they were photos.

Yi Qiao didn't expect that he would ask this. For a moment, he was a little stunned. He looked at him and forgot to answer.

Mo Beiting frowned expressionless and leaned forward to lift up the computer screen. Her computer had set the power on password. Mo Beiting couldn't get in. He said, "password."

"Mo San Shao, this is not your military camp. This is my computer. Please respect my privacy." Yi Qiao's attitude is a little strong, hand on the keyboard, facing his pressing eyes.

Mo Beiting hooked his lips and looked gloomy and cold. "It's not something that can't be seen. How can we get privacy?"

Yi Qiao contends with each other, "can you show me your mobile phone?"

Without any hesitation, he took out his mobile phone from his pants bag, took Yiqiao's hand, and patted it on the palm of her hand, "password 4769."

Yi Qiao

He can show her a mobile phone, but she can't show him a computer.

What she saw just now

"Password."

The more alert she was, the more he felt that there was a problem. It was not his style to look at women's privacy. But for Shen Yiqiao, he refreshed his bottom line again and again.

In fact, he has already guessed.

The photos that can't be shown to him, with Shen Yiqiao's temperament, unless they are particularly important to her and belong to what she can't say to others, otherwise, even if there are two men and a woman 3P, she will spread them out in front of him without hesitation!

Mo Beiting no longer wants to see it.

In fact, as long as he wants, it's just a power on password, which is easy to crack.

But

Mo Beiting laughed at himself. He was afraid.

This strange feeling has never existed since he can remember.

Now, for a few simple photos

He lowered his head, holding her chin in both hands, and bent over to kiss her lips.

Her eyes were fierce and fierce, as if to swallow her alive.

Yi Qiao is still holding his mobile phone in his hand, and is knocked out with a wave of his hand.

The man exercises all year round, the arm is firm and powerful, every place is full of rough tension ready to go. Holding her waist, kissing, pushing her to the chair of the computer, holding her hand on the side of her face, holding high and staring at her with gnashing teeth, "Shen Yiqiao, what do you want?"

"I..."

Yi Qiao just said a word, had already been blocked up by him bent over.

With the strength of punishment, one press and one release, grinding, rolling.

It's an aggressive kiss!

The man's arms are supported on the armrests on both sides of the seat. His back is straight and his muscles are bulging fast, like a leopard ready to go.

"Shen Yiqiao, if you provoke me first, you should dare to bear the consequences. Unless I take the initiative to divorce, otherwise, you will never escape from me in your life."

Mo Beiting picked her up, violently kicked open the door of the bathroom and turned on the faucet above the bathtub.