My Previous Fraternal Twins

But with Tang Wanxin's lips, he put them into his mouth and gently sucked them.

The tip of the tongue is like tasting the delicious food in the world, swimming along her lips, slowly hollowing out the air in her mouth bit by bit.

Until the little woman in her arms, her face turned red and her breathing was a little short, Mo Shichen reluctantly left her lip.

Looking at her ruddy and slightly swollen lips, the corners of the man's mouth rose slightly, then bowed his head and looked helplessly at his own place. At this time, he had just stood up.

I really want to punish this woman like this, but I can't bear to see her weak appearance in the end.

Tang Wanxin leaned against Mo Shichen's chest and gasped. She almost fainted by kissing. A pair of white to luminous hands grabbed his clothes tightly.

Sweat stains from the forehead are like crystal stones under the light.

Mo Shichen reached out and gently wiped the sweat stains off her forehead, kissed her in the middle of her eyebrows, and shouted hoarsely, "heart!"

When he heard the man's hoarse and magnetic voice, Tang Wan's heart rippled and immediately understood Mo Shichen's mind.

Her ruddy cheeks are so hot that she can fry poached eggs on them!

Tang Wanxin buried his face in Mo Shichen's arms. It was like this. The man couldn't see her embarrassed appearance. After a moment, he slowly replied, "well, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, I'll call you." Mo Shichen answered bitterly. He certainly wouldn't tell her what he wanted to do at the moment.

"HMM." Tang Wanxin also tacitly replied.

At this time, Tang Wanxin's eyebrows were tight. He smelled it in front of Mo Shichen's chest, and a strong smell of blood suddenly came to his nose.

Tang Wanxin left his arms worried and touched his chest with his small hand.

"Tear......" Mo Shichen took a cold breath, and the heat on his body finally disappeared. He was provoked again by the goblin.

He reached out and grabbed Tang Wanxin's restless little hands. His voice became hoarse and said with a low smile: "can't wait?"

Mo Shichen's words were full of deep magic sounds.

He crept into Tang Wanxin's ears and reached his heart.

However, when she thought of Xu Cong's saying that Mo Shichen was injured in his heart by a bullet, she didn't have the idea of joking. She was saying, "don't make trouble?"

"Don't make trouble. Since my wife wants it, I'm naturally willing to serve her anytime and anywhere." Mo Shichen loosened her hand and let Tang Wanxin untie the buttons on his shirt.

"Let me see where you've hurt, a guy full of Huang dye." Tang Wanxin said helplessly.

A pair of small hands quickly touched his buttons and untied them all the way down.

At the last button, Tang Wanxin suddenly caught a hot thing.

Accompanied by a dull hum from Mo Shichen.

When Tang Wanxin reflected what was in his hand, his little hand was like touching something hot. He immediately retracted his hand and said with a red face, "then, that, you, untie the buttons of your clothes yourself."

"I prefer you to come, so I feel more!" Mo Shichen said softly, but his tone was more and more hot.

Tang Wanxin blushed with shame to the root of his ears. At the bottom of his heart, he couldn't help scolding Mo Shichen as a hooligan.

In order not to make Tang Wanxin feel at ease, Mo Shichen had to pretend to be a ruffian.

He lowered his head and held Tang Wanxin's earlobe.

The woman took a breath.

Push the man away.

His hands just touched his wound.

"Ah..." Mo Shichen pretended to be uncomfortable and whispered.

"What's the matter with you?" Tang Wanxin anxiously grabbed Mo Shichen's arm and asked.

"It hurts... I need my wife's special comfort to heal!" Mo Shichen said with a strange cry.

Listening to his words, Tang Wanxin knew that the man was pretending to tease himself, and his face immediately pulled down.

Turn around and ignore him.

"Wife?"

"Heart..."

"Daughter in law..."

When Mo Shichen saw Tang Wanxin's posture of breaking off relations with himself, he coughed lightly, and then cried out with some embarrassment: "baby!"

Listening to his awkward cry, Tang Wanxin couldn't help laughing.

The smile on the corner of my mouth can't be pressed if I want to.

Mo Shichen immediately pestered her. Gao Leng asked childishly, "forgive me, wife. I promise to be honest in front of you in the future and don't let my wife be shy."

Listening to the man's explanation, it was quite positive. When it came to the end, Tang Wanxin couldn't help but help his forehead.

The corners of his mouth can't help but smoke a few times. This man blames himself for his carelessness! Or blame yourself

After a pause, Tang Wanxin shook his head and threw his thoughts out of his mind. Sure enough, Huang dye sometimes easily takes others away.

Then she looked back and said solemnly, "don't talk to me, my anger hasn't subsided yet!"

Mo Shichen looked at the blush on Tang Wanxin's face, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"OK, don't talk." Mo Shichen said and moved his position next to her.

As soon as the long arm stretched out, he held her directly in his arms, put his hands around her tightly from behind her, and buried his face in her hair.

Mo Shichen pretended to be lazy and said, "I've been watching you all night. The night with you always makes people feel sleepy."

He deliberately lengthened his voice and said the following words.

When he made such a fuss, Tang Wanxin forgot what he was just going to do.

Until she smelled the bloody smell again, Tang Wanxin asked, "don't think I can't see, you can fool me. Tell me honestly, where did you hurt?"

"It's not serious. When the bullet hit my heart, it was just blocked by the metal on my clothes, and then missed, so the injury was not serious."

Mo Shichen's tone was very light, as if he were telling other people's things.

Hearing his words, Tang Wanxin turned around with some uneasiness and put his hand accurately on the position of his wound.

Because when they just grabbed the injection with Ye Shen, they exerted too much force, causing the wound to crack again.

Blood has penetrated from the position of the gauze.

Tang Wanxin's hands felt sticky and mixed with the smell of blood. Her heart suddenly sank. She pushed the man around her and said anxiously, "you've shed a lot of blood. Go and ask someone to bandage your wound again."

"Don't go." Mo Shichen held her tightly and didn't move.

After several attempts, Tang Wanxin saw that Mo Shichen still didn't intend to go out, so he asked angrily, "do you want me to be widowed?"

"The beauty of thinking." Mo Shichen gently pinched the tip of her nose, and then got up reluctantly.