Chapter 251

Name:I Buried Love In Youth Author:xia mo
Mo Wan looks at this man who looks like an orangutan. The cold sweat on his face rubs against him. It's terrible. I've seen so many lewd men in movies. Not like him. No contrast, no harm.

He still chewed betel Lang in his mouth and made a sound of Baji. Mo felt cold all over for a moment. She got up and ran.

Just didn't run two steps, then he was held by the man's arm: "beauty. beauty. Don't run. Let's have a good chat. "

Mo Wan was frightened. No longer dare to stay on the beach, regardless of the men behind the shouting, ran to the side of Su Yiheng.

The step just stopped beside him. But found that this man had already started to snore. She's going through a thrilling moment there, but he's sleeping comfortably here, heartless guy. Mo Wan snorted from the bottom of his heart and went back to the villa they rented.

Su Yiheng is really tired recently. Rare in the breeze, and she enjoyed this quiet time by the sea. For a time, his mind got unprecedented relaxation, sleepy do not know how long. He didn't open his eyes until he felt a little cool. I didn't expect that it was dusk and there were not so many people on the beach. Even Mo wanwan disappeared. There were no bags and mobile phone keys on the table. He thought that she might have gone back to the villa. He put on his bathrobe and got up to go back to the villa.

As soon as he entered the door of the villa, Su Yiheng smelled a strong smell of wine. He was surprised to see that Mo Wan was sitting on the ground beside the sofa, drinking happily with a bottle of red wine, with the cream on his mouth.

"What's the matter, little girl, with wine?" Su Yiheng stares at her and asks, with a trace of blame and a little doting in his eyes.

Mo Wan licked the cream at the corner of his mouth and said in a displeased mood: "why don't you tease my sister? Aren't you very happy?"

"Don't you know if you're happy? What kind of temper do you have? I left myself there alone. The night wind by the sea is very cold. You are really willing to give up! " Su Yiheng naturally sat next to her, picked up half of the wine she had drunk and took a sip at the mouth of the bottle. After sleeping for a long time, he was really thirsty!

"Hum, it's good to mention sleeping with me. You sleep like a pig. If I didn't run fast, I would be taken away." When it comes to this, don't get angry.

"What? Who's going to tease you? Tell me. I'll settle with him. " Su Yi's persistence is startled, and some people dare to covet his woman. He's really fat.

"When you go to settle the accounts, people will have run away." Mo night murmured and picked up the wine bottle on the ground, said up in the heart is really quite wronged!

Su Yiheng grabs her small hand: "there are still wounds on the brain. Don't drink so much wine. It's bad for the wound."

Mo wanwan flattened her mouth. She knew that drinking hurt her body, so she didn't fight with Su Yiheng. But she didn't want to talk to him, so she got up and went back to the bedroom, took out a silk suspender Pajama from the suitcase and went into the bathroom.

After a while, Su Yiheng followed him in. Mo wanwan saw him burst in suddenly and immediately drove him out: "how did you come in? Go out quickly. I'm taking a bath."

Looking at her charming body under the water, Su Yiheng's ink eyes became a bit dark. He went forward and looked at him affectionately, stretched out his long arm and gave him a wall thump. His long finger clamped her chin and said in a low voice: "I know you are taking a bath. Let's go together."

Can not refuse to kiss her lips, shower water from his head tilt down, his wheat skin wet. His strong, her charming, in the dense atmosphere of the bathroom, two people's blurred eyes are extremely ambiguous, his eyes with a hot flame, is about to devour her.

Mo Wan was too shy to look up at him. He said weakly, "don't stay here. I haven't finished washing yet. It's very cold."

He took all the water from the shower. Her body was close to the tile wall. It was really cold. In addition, the evaporation of water vapor took away Mo wanwan's heat. A trace of cool air came to her, which made her shiver.

Su Yiheng reached out to lift her chin and put her in his arms: "darling, it won't be cold for a while."

Mo Wan's only reason told her that she would have a cold war with him. If she obeyed him, wouldn't it be tantamount to yielding to her? She struggled to leave in his arms, but she didn't expect to stir up his desire.

Su Yiheng smiles and lowers her head to cover her lips. The cool and hot kisses between her lips and teeth soon make Mo wanwan's idea of Cold War disappear. Now she just wants more, just wants him to fill her hot emptiness.

Under his hot entanglement, Mo wanwan feels that his breathing is not smooth, and the air is getting thinner and thinner. This is the rhythm of brain hypoxia!

When she was about to be unable to breathe, Su Yiheng let her go, turned off the tap, quickly picked up a clean bath towel, wrapped her tightly and took her out of the bathroom.

Su Yiheng's step is very urgent. When he is about to walk to the bed, he will be stumbling at his feet. They both pour into the soft big bed, and his hot is sticking to her soft. Even wrestling can make them fit each other like this. This tacit understanding is not everyone can have.

The smile on Su Yiheng's face is more arrogant. He reaches for Mo wanwan's bath towel and covers her delicate body with her hot body. Mo don't want to see his pornographic eyes, but Su Yiheng doesn't want to let her go so easily. Bursts of gnawing kisses on her, leaving her nowhere to hide. At dusk, the quiet villa is filled with almost crazy passion. Enjoying the pleasure of fish and water is a pleasant thing, but it seems that Su Yiheng's desire is not easy to satisfy. I don't know how long he has been struggling, but he still refuses to go down from Mo wanwan. Mo Wan flapped his shoulder feebly: "don't worry, I'm really tired. My brain hurts you. Let me go." Su Yiheng reached out and touched her face: "darling, hold on again."“ I hate it. You capitalists are all vampires. They work without food. They are very hungry and have no strength. " Mo Wan said in a voice under him. Su Yiheng suddenly sped up his movements and said in a dull voice, "I have no conscience. I'm feeding you!" Mo wanwan has no love in her life. She really can't afford to mix with the capitalist world. She has to break up with her small body!