Chapter 417
Her action is green and astringent, but she tries her best to match Mo Yanchen's action. Her small hand falls on his head, holds it lightly, and kisses him actively.
Her green kisses are like ants crawling on her body, and her blood is constantly surging. At this time, the blood in Mo Yanchen's body was boiling, like a small hand in his body, constantly grasping his place, and his heart beat faster. He gasped and hugged her, deepening the kiss.
The curtain is fluttering with the wind. The chill of the night comes into the room, but it can't disperse the hot air in the room.
"Well..." her eyes were blurred, and she twisted her body uneasily, but soon fell into his tenderness and hegemony.
Mo Yanchen is not a master in love. Every time, he is like a hairy boy in practice. But with his mature and steady momentum, every action is well handled. How can Shen Chengjing still have his own thoughts when he is coached by him? He took the whole person to the sky.
"Oranges." Mo Yanchen was her initiative, the body was ignited, his thin lips once again kiss her lips, crazy and eager to get her, want to merge with her.
Once the body's enthusiasm is ignited, it will be out of control, deep in the middle of the world. Even the mobile phone keeps shaking, and they are unconscious.
"Uncle, uncle, ah." She holds his body affectionately. Deep down, she calls his name in a low voice. Mo Yanchen holds her in one hand and merges with her.
The warm yellow light in the bedroom is flashing constantly, which seems to match with the two people on the bed. On the big bed, the two people's breath is intertwined, and their bodies seem to have melted together. As time goes by, from 12:00 to 3:00 in the morning, Shen Chengjing faints in excitement.
His man roared and released himself. Looking at her sleeping appearance, he curved his mouth. Sometimes, this woman is so surprised that she can't help herself!
"Go to sleep, my dear." He whispered a kiss on her forehead, and his fingertips fell between her frowns, as if he were hiding something.
Under his touch, the brow slowly released, he reached over the quilt, covered it for her, looked up at the side of the bed, on the glass table.
He got up and dressed, went to the sofa and sat down. He reached for the envelope and opened it. There was a picture inside.
Inside, she is half kneeling on the ground, taking photos with her mobile phone, while Liu Sijie has a strange man standing there, looking up at the sky, just the man's side face
"What's the matter?" He said in a low voice, reached for the express cover, and found that it was empty, not from the express company, but from people.
Thinking about her worry, he picked up his cell phone and made a call.
"Less ink." When Wu Hao received his call, he didn't rest and some things were still being dealt with.
"Help me check one person and Liu Sijie's files." He whispered and passed the photo on. Wu Hao answered and went to investigate.
After he made a phone call, a Ze flashed into the ink garden and strode toward the second floor.
Mo Yanchen opened the door and went out. He whispered a few words to a Ze. A Ze's face changed slightly: "brother Chen, I'll check it right away."
"Keep a low profile and don't get caught for a while." He said in a deep voice. After answering, he turned and disappeared in the hall.
Since it can also affect her mood, who is so unkind? He will never allow anything to disturb his woman
Her green kisses are like ants crawling on her body, and her blood is constantly surging. At this time, the blood in Mo Yanchen's body was boiling, like a small hand in his body, constantly grasping his place, and his heart beat faster. He gasped and hugged her, deepening the kiss.
The curtain is fluttering with the wind. The chill of the night comes into the room, but it can't disperse the hot air in the room.
"Well..." her eyes were blurred, and she twisted her body uneasily, but soon fell into his tenderness and hegemony.
Mo Yanchen is not a master in love. Every time, he is like a hairy boy in practice. But with his mature and steady momentum, every action is well handled. How can Shen Chengjing still have his own thoughts when he is coached by him? He took the whole person to the sky.
"Oranges." Mo Yanchen was her initiative, the body was ignited, his thin lips once again kiss her lips, crazy and eager to get her, want to merge with her.
Once the body's enthusiasm is ignited, it will be out of control, deep in the middle of the world. Even the mobile phone keeps shaking, and they are unconscious.
"Uncle, uncle, ah." She holds his body affectionately. Deep down, she calls his name in a low voice. Mo Yanchen holds her in one hand and merges with her.
The warm yellow light in the bedroom is flashing constantly, which seems to match with the two people on the bed. On the big bed, the two people's breath is intertwined, and their bodies seem to have melted together. As time goes by, from 12:00 to 3:00 in the morning, Shen Chengjing faints in excitement.
His man roared and released himself. Looking at her sleeping appearance, he curved his mouth. Sometimes, this woman is so surprised that she can't help herself!
"Go to sleep, my dear." He whispered a kiss on her forehead, and his fingertips fell between her frowns, as if he were hiding something.
Under his touch, the brow slowly released, he reached over the quilt, covered it for her, looked up at the side of the bed, on the glass table.
He got up and dressed, went to the sofa and sat down. He reached for the envelope and opened it. There was a picture inside.
Inside, she is half kneeling on the ground, taking photos with her mobile phone, while Liu Sijie has a strange man standing there, looking up at the sky, just the man's side face
"What's the matter?" He said in a low voice, reached for the express cover, and found that it was empty, not from the express company, but from people.
Thinking about her worry, he picked up his cell phone and made a call.
"Less ink." When Wu Hao received his call, he didn't rest and some things were still being dealt with.
"Help me check one person and Liu Sijie's files." He whispered and passed the photo on. Wu Hao answered and went to investigate.
After he made a phone call, a Ze flashed into the ink garden and strode toward the second floor.
Mo Yanchen opened the door and went out. He whispered a few words to a Ze. A Ze's face changed slightly: "brother Chen, I'll check it right away."
"Keep a low profile and don't get caught for a while." He said in a deep voice. After answering, he turned and disappeared in the hall.
Since it can also affect her mood, who is so unkind? He will never allow anything to disturb his woman