Chapter 340： She doesn't want to happen to him at such times

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There are many aphrodisiacs.

Light, heavy, slow onset, fast onset, short onset, long onset.

Hallucinogenic and hallucinogenic.

Mo Shiqian put in red wine belongs to the type of light-effect, slow onset ... but long-lasting effect.

Chi Huan listened to the beep of the phone being hung up, and there was no idea in his mind. The phone was thrown away at any time, raised his eyelids and looked at Li Ma, and said lightly, "I know, you go out first, I will wait Children will rush on their own. "

Li Li was not assured of her. Although she promised, her tired and indifferent look was reassuring.

"but……"

"Go out, I'm not used to being naked in front of others."

"Hey ... I'll go down and make **** tea for you, and I hope you'll get it out when I come back ... otherwise, I'll call Mr. Mo again."

Chi Huan didn't say anything, just a simple word.

Mom Li looked at her for a few moments, but still took the door out.

Until faintly heard that the bedroom door was also brought on, Chi Huan reached out to rest on the edge of the bathtub, bracing himself to stand up from the cold water.

She felt pain in the prickly nerve when she just soaked it. After soaking for an hour, her flesh and blood had become numb.

Scrubbing her body casually, she wrapped in a bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom.

Still feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable, but not so strong, in the category of barely tolerable.

When Li Ma came in knocking on the door with **** tea, Chi Huan was already curled up in the quilt, her eyes closed as if she was asleep.

Li Ma put **** tea on the bed, reached out and touched her hand, and she was shocked immediately.

"Miss Chi, did you just take a hot bath, why are your hands so cold?"

She closed her eyes quietly, without any response, without moving her eyelashes.

Mom Li was worried about her catching a cold. When she thought about it, she reached out and pushed her. "Miss Chi ... you get up and drink **** soup first, otherwise you will catch a cold if you get cold."

Just when Li Li thought she hadn't woken up her six gods, the woman on the bed opened her eyes again, and slowly glanced at her, "Let's just wait for the cooler and I'll drink it later."

"but……"

"I want to sleep, go out, don't disturb me."

She had such an attitude. After all, she was the hostess of this family. Li Ma didn't dare to interfere too much. She went downstairs and called Mo Shiqian because Chi Huan seemed to be sick.

"Then take a good rest."

After Li Ma went out, Chi Huan's open eyes closed quickly.

Her head was groggy and her body was still uncomfortable.

His head was full of the man's face.

Indifferent, gentle, spoiled, and he opened her hand ... let her not be unreasonable.

It is intertwined and mixed like a horse and a flower, and it is not clear whether it is the eclipse miss or the sour grudge ...

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As soon as Li Ma picked up the landline next to the sofa to dial Mo Shiqian's phone, she heard the sound of the car's engine in the yard.

She put down the phone and was ready to go out to watch. As soon as she left the house, she saw the man who came down from the car and walked quickly with long legs. His handsome face was extremely tight and heavy with heavy clouds.

Mo Shiqian entered the door, glanced at Li Ma while changing shoes, and her voice was particularly deep. "How is she?"

"Ms. Chi said she wanted to sleep ... tell us not to disturb, I cooked her **** tea, I don't know if she drank ..."

By the time he finished, the man who had changed his shoes had already strode towards the stairway.

…………

Pushing open the bedroom door, Mo Shiqian could see the raised piece on the bed at a glance, and the tense nerve in his heart finally relaxed a bit.

Although he knew, she was in the bedroom.

But seeing with his own eyes, he still felt a heart back to the distance.

Taking the door at hand, Mo Shiqian went to the bed.

The **** tea on the bed was still steaming, and the air smelled of ginger.

The woman's face was buried in soft pillows, her eyes were closed, her brows were tightly pinched, she didn't know what nightmares she had had during sleep, or she was very unwell.

Her arm was outside the quilt, and the man reached out and held it.

Soft and boneless, cool without temperature.

Two words spilled out of the man's throat, "Huanhuan."

She didn't wake up, and her brows didn't stretch out.

Mo Shiqian twisted her eyebrows, and clung her fingers to her lips. The warm thin lips rolled on each of her fingers.

Chi Huan's consciousness was chaotic and vague, but she could still feel that something soft and soft brushed her fingers, itching it, and trying to draw out the mad impulse that she finally pressed down.

She frowned even more and pulled her hand back.

Mo Shiqian watched her withdraw and didn't even know whether to return to the hand inside the quilt intentionally or unintentionally, and got up to cling to her, the clear masculine atmosphere covering her.

Chi Huan opened his eyes.

She looked at him, close at hand, less than a centimeter away, but her eyes narrowed, as if the focal length was not focused on his face at all.

The man touched her cheek with his rough fingers, and the low voice hobbled her dumbly. "Good, Huanhuan, get up and drink **** tea ... Li Ma said you were soaked in cold water."

"Mo Shiqian ..."

He whispered, "sorry."

As the man said, he reached out and hugged her, trying to hold him in his arms.

Her body is soft, and softness sometimes gives the illusion of weakness.

Her body was still cold, and the excessively low temperature was like a clear accusation of his mistake.

He suddenly remembered what he was thinking when he left.

Even if she didn't drink that glass of red wine, she whispered and hoped that he would stay ... even if she was lying.

When she asked him to stay, he should stay, not to find another woman.

He had seen Moses make such a mistake.

She also knew how much such a mistake would hurt her, just like her original feelings for Mosi's original appearance ... the appearance looked impassive and had already collapsed from the inside.

The clearer this idea is, the more hard he holds the woman's arm.

It was as if she couldn't wait to get her into her own blood.

Chi Huan felt pain, and felt uncomfortable ... out of instinct, he struggled hard to push him away.

"let me go……"

She did hurt, because he was too hard.

She is also really uncomfortable ...

His breath, sound, and even such a seamless fit distance made her desperate desire and the turmoil of restlessness restless under the biting cold pressure.

The consciousness is fuzzy, but the thinking is clear.

She doesn't want to happen to him at such times.