Chapter 194

Shen Chengjing stares at him, purses his lips and looks at his indifferent smile. He is so angry that his teeth itch.

Peeking at the time, he worked hard for four hours before, and now it's almost dawn.

"If you want to be dissatisfied, you are a beast." Her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, and then she found that she was naked. Her bare arms were exposed outside, and she rushed back to the quilt.

This is a wolf, or head color is not good! She has to learn to protect herself.

"And shy, eh? I haven't seen you all over? " He watched her blush and said in a low voice.

His magnetic voice penetrated into every nerve through his ears. The burning breath, in her ear light ha, itchy.

"Mo Yanchen! You say it again, and I'll let you say it again. " She sat up in shame, pulled the quilt against her body, picked up the pillow and threw it on him.

Mo Yanchen took the pillow and put it aside. Suddenly he bent over and gave her a kiss on the lips. The masculine smell came to him. He put a light touch on her kiss and then moved away.

"Good, sleep for a while."

She immediately raised her hand and gently touched her lips. This man always had a way to treat her. Obviously, she was not happy and even kissed her! It's like it's thicker than a wall.

"I feel sore all over. How can I sleep?" She held the pillow and leaned to one side with a complaining face.

He got up, buttoned his black shirt and headed for the bathroom.

She smelled the cool fragrance of him in the air. Mo Yan Chen does not love perfume, and his usual shower gel is the same as she uses. Can be used in his body, but can naturally and send out a kind of elegant cold fragrance.

"The water's ready. Take a bath before you go to bed, eh?" He stretched out his hand and looked at her in a daze. He simply reached out and hugged her in his arms.

When his sour fragrance came, she lingered in his arms. Mo Yanchen bowed his head and kissed her red lips. She didn't let go of her until she couldn't breathe.

"Later, remember to breathe."

Hearing this, she reached out and poked him in the chest: "Mo Yanchen."

"Well?" When he heard her call his full name, he frowned and held her little hand.

This woman knows how to play with fire. Don't you know that in the man's body, don't you do it casually?

"How many women have you... Slept with before?" After she asked, she buried her face down and finally retracted into the quilt. She always thought he was a master of love, OK?

Hearing her question, he pulled her out of the quilt with a wave of his long arm and gathered her hair: "one."

"Well, I'm the second one?" She said stiffly, she didn't mind if the man was the first time, anyway, before that, he didn't know her, just casually asked, and felt a little stuffy.

"I said there was only one." He said in a low voice. He raised his wrist and looked at the time. I'm afraid they are waiting outside.

"What?" She almost jumped out of bed.

Mo Yanchen took his coat and walked out, saying: "the water is ready. Get up and take a bath."

"Mo Yanchen, you just said there was only one?" She thought she had heard wrong. She ran up with a red face and a quilt and continued to ask.

"The only one." He dropped the two words and strode away.

Outside, before dawn, she listened, ran to the window, opened the window, let the cold wind wake up, raised her hand and bit her finger: "one? Mo Yanchen, you are 28 years old. Department. Male