My Previous Fraternal Twins

Mo Shichen's eyes stared at her charming red lips. He raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "are you sure?"

Tang Wanxin was a little confused, so: "what?"

A moment later, she felt a big hand on her body, up and down.

Tang Wanxin's breath was slightly coagulated.

She quickly held down Mo Shichen's big hand and said, "don't make trouble."

In my heart, I had already made Mo Shichen's abdominal Fei from top to bottom. This man is still so dishonest with outsiders.

Mo Shichen's lips were slightly raised, and his voice was a little hoarse and said, "I can't see."

The car was specially refitted by others. In addition to the body, knives, guns and bullets, the car was also designed as a super luxurious lounge.

It is completely separated from the front row, and special materials are used to establish their current space. Let alone look, at this time, you can't even find a crack except the window.

Mo Shichen seldom drives this car. Only under such special circumstances will he use this car.

Looking at Tang Wanxin's slightly red face, Mo Shichen smiled more deeply. He lowered his head and held the lips of the little woman in his arms, and the tip of his tongue slipped gently into the mouth.

Just when he wanted to take the next step, Tang Wanxin pushed him away with his only consciousness: "No."

Although Mo Shichen said she couldn't see it, she always felt embarrassed.

Mo Shichen looked down at her ruddy and hot face, full of spring, which made his body hot and dry.

Tang Wanxin felt the man's heat, his face was burning hot and smoking, and his body moved back unnaturally on his legs.

Mo Shichen took a breath and held her tightly with his big hand. His voice became more and more hoarse and said, "don't move."

If the little woman moves again, he's really afraid he'll kill her here!

He held the woman tightly in his arms, closed his eyes and buried his face in her neck.

Tang Wanxin knew what he meant and sat up straight. His body was stiff and stretched. He didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

After a long time, when he heard the breath of Mo Shichen behind him, Tang Wan's nervous tension relaxed slightly.

His hands were clutching in front of him, trying to get off him.

Just about to get up and leave, he was fished back into his arms by Mo Shichen's long arm. He bowed his head and asked in her ear, "where are you going?"

Mo Shichen's hoarse voice immediately alerted her again and smiled, "I'll sit next to you."

"Don't move, I won't touch you!" Mo Shichen picked his lips and smiled helplessly.

"You're too thin. My ass hurts when I sit." Tang Wanxin made a random excuse to prevaricate him.

The man suddenly lowered his head and said meaningfully behind her ears. A warm breath hit her ears heavily: "am I thin or not? Don't you know?"

When Tang Wanxin heard what he said, she almost didn't bite off her tongue and made such a bad excuse. It seems that she is really unfit to lie.

Mo Shichen is clearly the kind of person who looks thin in clothes and has meat when undressed, and his muscle lines are very smooth.

Her thoughts suddenly floated far away. Her white face was so embarrassed that she could fry eggs for a while.

At this time, she was glad that her eyes could not see and could pretend that nothing had happened.

Tang Wanxin raised a hand, touched Mo Shichen's mouth and covered it directly, so as not to say that the transferor would have endless reverie.

Mo Shichen saw a touch of spring on her face, took away the small hand she covered on her mouth, and asked in a low voice, "are you thinking of me?"

"Nonsense, what waste is in his mind all day." Tang Wanxin couldn't help pumping at the corners of his mouth, threw himself on him, and covered his mouth tightly with both hands to prevent him from talking.

Mo Shichen hooked his lips and showed a fascinating smile on his face. He stretched out his slender index finger and gently hooked her chin: "I still miss you in my mind except you."

After a pause, he continued, "all kinds of thoughts!"

When it comes to the end, Mo Shichen also deliberately accentuated his tone.

"Nothing serious." Tang Wanxin said discontentedly, lowering her head and biting her lips.

Mo Shichen's deep eyes fell quietly on her face. The sun outside the window hit them obliquely. This feeling is like a dream.

When I think of myself five years ago, I have a dike mentality for all people.

Every day he does everything carefully in order to live. If he doesn't meet her, I'm afraid he won't put down his guard and trust others in his life.

He slowly raised his big hand, put it on Tang Wanxin's face, gently rubbed it, and gently said, "heart, thank you."

Facing Mo Shichen's sudden thanks, Tang Wanxin was stunned. She turned back and wanted to open her eyes to see him, but the tingling feeling in her eyes made her unable to open her eyes.

Feeling the man's strange, her eyebrows were slightly frozen, her little hand covered the back of his warm hand, and said softly, "I will always be there."

Mo Shichen's hand tightened: "well, always together, not apart."

Looking down at her, I suddenly thought of something: "even if you are tired of me, I will tie you to me and make you like me again."

Mo Shichen took an overbearing oath.

"Who do you think you are? Can make me like you once, twice, many times?" Tang Wanxin smiled and didn't open his face, but his heart was full of happiness.

"If you don't believe me, you can try? You can find a man more suitable for you than me!" Mo Shichen said meaningfully.

Tang Wanxin took a deep breath, pretended not to hear anything, frowned and said, "no, it's ok if your eyes are hard to use, why don't you even use your ears now?"

As she spoke, she did not forget to reach out and rub her ears, pretending to be confused.

Mo Shichen jokingly grabbed her little claw, put it in his mouth, held it, imitated some action, and said vaguely, "it doesn't matter if I can't hear or see. It's the same if I can see or hear."

Tang Wanxin's face turned red immediately. He quickly took out his hand and scolded low: "hooligan."

"The rascal is also your husband." Mo Shichen hurriedly added.

"I regret it. Can I change my husband?"

"It's too late." Mo Shichen replied decisively.

"Cough, who are you? Go away, my husband is not like you." after that, Tang Wanxin pretended not to know him and hurried down from Mo Shichen.

But Mo Shichen took it back to his arms, held it tightly and picked his lips: "I'm your husband. I have to try."

"If you play hooligans again, I'll give you up." Tang Wanxin said silently.

Then he stretched out a small hand and pinched it hard.

Mo Shichen opened his mouth and took a breath: "good, really? It depends on how you use it!"