A look in the eye, let Mo Xi son intuitively erect guard.

Arm to his chest on a prop, push away him, Mo Xi son also don't know how his head at this time, conditioned reflex action is to escape under the bed.

However, the toe hasn't touched the ground yet, but was pulled back by Qing Mu Chen.

His strength is very big, roughly pulled her, imprisoned in the body, tall body like a heavy mountain, he pressed on her, belongs to his breath, dense like a silk net, let Mo Xi'er no hole to escape.

Mo Xi'er raised his arm and wanted to slap him in the direction again. However, his hand reached into the air, and suddenly he restrained himself.

Qing Mu Chen doesn't seem to see her action, the lip is biting her, very intense is kissing her.

His kiss, like the last wedding, was rough and domineering, sweeping her senses and filling her nerves, as if to swallow all the air in her mouth.

Mo Xi'er's hand was still fixed in the air, so he looked at him. The body lying under him was as stiff as a piece of lifeless wood.

Qingmuchen doesn't seem to take care of her feelings. She's still ravaging her lips.

Sharp teeth bit her lower lip, biting, pulling, as if to bite off the flesh of her lips.

Mo Xi'er was in pain, but he didn't say a word.

"Do you like it?" Qing Mu Chen raised his face and suddenly floated a sentence.

"I'm not masochistic!" Mo Xi'er's face is expressionless.

She described all the feelings he gave her as being abused.

Qingmuchen seems to be the first time to hear a woman use such adjectives in front of him, picking eyebrows, looking at her eyes seems a little unexpected.

"Yes? Don't you like it? "

"Young master Qing thinks he's very skilled?" Mo Xi'er did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Well, if you try, you'll know?" Qingmuchen whisks a drop of crystal liquid from his lips, and his eyes turn to her red and gorgeous lips. In the eyes of Mo Xi'er, he suddenly makes an unexpected move with his hand.

Hand toward her direction, he just brushed his lips with the pulp gently pressed on her lips.

Then, along her petal like lip slowly swam a circle, for her lips two people just inspired kiss pulled out of the silver swab.

His action is very slow. When his finger abdomen sweeps along her lips, the thin cocoon gently stimulates her skin. Mo Xi'er seems to have electricity. A numb touch spreads from her lips and spreads all over her body.

"I don't like it. Why don't you call it out?" Overhead, Qing Mu Chen's voice rang out again, low dumb, as if, also took silk to ponder.

Mo Xi'er's face was stiff.

I don't like it. Why call it out?

Do you want her to please him with her voice?

In fact, qingmuchen can't see her expression clearly, but from her slightly rigid body, even without looking, he can imagine what her face is now like.

Without any self-knowledge, he leaned over her with a handsome face. He breathed softly close to her ear. His voice was extremely provocative. "I like your voice at this time!"

He didn't rush to go deep, but chatted with her leisurely.

Intonation, very lazy, like, in tune / feeling.

Mo Xi son doesn't like such atmosphere very much, in her opinion, Qing Mu Chen shouldn't be such a patient person.

Now Qing Mu Chen, let her a bit ponder his thought.

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