"Mistress

Su Qing if active, she promised, she must have raised her hand now, a slap in Qiao Mo Han's face.

This man can always surprise himself.

Mistress, thanks to him.

"Why, worse than you expected? Let your expectations fall through? " Qiao Mo Han pinches Su Qing's small chin and knead it little by little.

But the radian of the corner of his lips was cold and cruel.

"Joe Mohan, you'd better be so popular If you look at me in this way, you will take yourself too high. "

Men's slanting eye is too tempting for Su Qing.

It was midnight dream back, often appeared in her dream eyes.

So close to the fierce look at it, will let Su Qing lose the courage to fight, she is afraid of indulging in it, can only again do not open an eye.

But Qiao Mo Han, but when Su Qing wants to escape, he pinches her chin.

"Well..." Su Qing eats the pain, the bright red lip opens slightly.

But in the next moment, Qiao Mohan bit the lip.

"Joe Mohan, what are you doing Well... "

The man who just entangled for such a long time has come again!!!

Su Qing's beautiful apricot eyes open greatly, she stops, but all of them are blocked by Qiao Mo Han.

And her hand was fixed by him.

"Su Qing, remember I'm jomohan who cleaned up the mess you made. Implicate small Mu son to come in, you want to repay me a thousand times a hundred times. And now The only thing I'm interested in is your body. "

Qiao Mo Han's big hand covers Su Qing's mouth, does not let her speak.

The woman wet glutinous, already suffused with anger and tears of apricot eyes, so silent, angry staring at him.

And Joe Mohan, while biting her ear lobe to warn.

"Don't forget your situation. Don't try to get to the top of the sky. Even if you can be called" Mrs. Qiao ", in front of me, Qiao Mohan, you will always be my mistress. Su Qing, you are not worthy to be the mother of Qiao's little princess. Don't think mu'er is sticking to you now, you can use this to threaten me - "

with that, Qiao Mo Han clasped Su Qing's shoulder and turned her over before she could react.

Su Qing is lying on the bed, while Qiao Mohan is behind her.

"Asshole! Joe Mohan, you asshole... " Su Qing finally got free and hoarsely called out the words from the bottom of her heart.

But the voice did not fall, I felt the strong man from behind.

"Joe Mohan, you dare --"

all the voices have become fragmented.

When Jomo cold scarlet eyes, I do not know is in vent anger, or the bottom of my heart inexplicably sour, completely occupied her.

He bit the woman's smooth and soft shoulder.

In her left shoulder, left a string after string, belongs to his jomohan mark.

……

The next day, at dawn, Su Qing woke up in a chaos.

Joe Mohan around has already left, or in other words, after he vent everything last night, he left indifferently.

Vaguely, Su Qing still remembers Qiao Mo Han standing by the bed, as if to say to her.

What is it?

Oh, when I think about it, it's like - "I never sleep with a mistress. A mistress is only used to do it, and you are no exception."

Oh, what a joke.

The man she once loved, the man who loved her so much, actually classified her as a mistress.

And she, however, damned, was pressed on the bed by him, really like a mistress, "serving" him all night.

[I'm sorry to be late at work. I just finished two chapters, and the last two chapters will be more late. They should be around 19:00]

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