It's a very clear voice. The room was quiet, and the slight sound of air extraction seemed to be magnified countless times. It sounded clearly in their ears. It seemed that Mo Xi'er was really in pain.

However, the strength of the hand holding the wrist did not weaken.

"Qingmuchen, let me go!" Mo Xi'er tried to draw out his hand, but he didn't move. He changed his hand.

Her hand is also very fast, raised his hand to his face to greet the past, however, in mid air, but again he intercepted.

Qing Mu Chen's hand strength is very big, unruly pull off her arm, pull her arms back to cut behind, he ferociously pressed all his weight on her body.

"Who did you just call?" His voice, somber and violent, seemed to be dealing with a slave girl.

"It's none of your business!" Mo Xi'er struggled under him and tried to wriggle several times. Without struggling, she suddenly calmed down again.

"Qingmuchen, let me go!" Unexpectedly Qing Mu Chen's accident, her facial expression, only a few seconds of time turn to calm.

Gently raised her face, her tone did not have any waves, "we are married, I am your wife, you have the right to do anything to me related to husband and wife. But you don't have to imprison me like you do now, and you don't have to. "

Her tone didn't change much from beginning to end, as if she had a thorough understanding of this kind of thing.

Qing Mu Chen imprisons her hand strength and unconsciously relaxes, his lip corner mocks Yang Yang, "still a little conscious?"

Mo Xi'er's hand took the opportunity to pull out from his hand and pushed him aside. His white hand lifted his little wisp of messy long hair, and his eyes glanced at him, "I always know!"

"Is it?" Qingmuchen seems to be a little surprised to her answer. He picks the tip of his eyebrows. He lies down on her side and puts his strong arms around her waist. Suddenly he picks her up and places her on him.

Mo Xi'er's body is slightly stiff, and his expression is dull for a few seconds. However, the room is too dark, and Qing Mu Chen doesn't notice it.

"What have you learned?" Two hands pinched her waist, raised eyes, his eyes and her on, tone dragged a little long, seems to be more silk banter.

He was hinting at her about himself and what she could do.

Looking at his lazy look, it seems that he still looks forward to her performance.

Mo Xi'er sat on him, stiff as a piece of wood.

"Show me!" Qing Mu Chen's vision inch by inch swept from her face, coldly ordered.

Mo Xi'er tugged at the head of the bed with two hands and tightened his fingers one by one, as if he was annoyed with his words and struggling.

Qing Mu Chen can't see her little movement, but he can feel it from the slight fluctuation of the sheets under his body.

Mo Xi'er's hand holding the sheet tightened and loosened, tightened and loosened again, which seemed to be repeated many times.

The room is very quiet, Qing Mu Chen also doesn't urge her, just quietly waiting for her next action.

In fact, he has never been a patient person, but he is surprisingly patient at this time.

The atmosphere between the two continued.

Also don't know how long, Qing Mu Chen first open mouth, "haven't thought how to behave well, we continue to return to just topic?"

He refers to Mo ye, his wife, the woman lying beside him every day. The man in the dream is someone else. This is something that any man will mind.

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