Chapter 1820

"Uncle! We are equal. " She was a little thirsty, but she still tried to find reason to persuade him.

"Orange! We can't be equal. I'll give you the family! " Mo Yanchen sad said, fingertips pick her neck, bow gently kiss.

"Well." She was kissing her neck by him, and her nerves were aroused!

"Oranges, death has its last supper! I don't even have a position. Do you think I should... " He said, pressing himself against her.

The scalding of the man's body lingers on her and moves gently on her.

Shen Chengjing takes a deep breath! I have seen Mo Yanchen's overbearing side, but she has never seen him act like this.

"Don't do that, uncle."

She pushed him, not knowing how to face him.

"So? Well Mo Yanchen said, put her body close to her own! Keep breathing on her neck.

Shen Chengjing's body was shaking, and his small hand was on his shoulder: "uncle, did you mean it?"

"Ah." She kept leaning back, her hair falling like a waterfall behind her, and her little hand holding on to his shoulder.

The man's body is hot, dawdling on her body, her button Nightgown is pulled by him, the Nightgown falls, her round chest appears in front of him.

How could Mo Yanchen miss such a good opportunity? He immediately grasped it and bowed his head to kiss it.

"Uncle, uncle." She whispered his name, blank in her mind.

Mo Yanchen holds her body and advances bravely! Human beings have been unable to stop his needs, like a lion just waking up, staring at his prey.

"Orange! You are so beautiful. " Mo Yanchen is distracted by her beauty and kisses her crazily.

Shen Chengjing's body is hugged by him, and they are tightly together. They are brought into the cloud by Mo Yanchen, as if they had never touched Gao again for N years. The tide is back.

"Oranges." Mo Yanchen's magnetic voice kept calling in her ears.

Shen Chengjing holds his neck, and they turn around. Her little hand is against the glass mirror. Mo Yanchen holds her from behind and looks at her infatuated appearance in the mirror. She is so pink that he wants to take a bite.

"Don't be here, uncle."

"It's too late, orange! I'll go back later. " He said that the water mist on the glass mirror was constantly diffused, and her little hand kept making several marks on the glass mirror.

Half an hour later, Mo Yanchen held her and gasped: "orange, let's change places!"

He said, reaching out and holding her back to the bedroom, watching two naughty children on the bed occupy his bed from left to right, but it doesn't matter! He held her from the secret door into the study, which if large leather sofa, two figures continue to linger.

At this moment, Mo Yanchen had an indescribable pleasure. The man who had lived in the battlefield for a long time was hungry. Thirsty to occupy her, until after the dawn!

"No, uncle! How about that? " She whispered, too tired to move in his arms.

Mo Yanchen is energetic, looking at her tired body painfully, holding her in his arms: "good! No, I'll do it tomorrow. "

Listening to "do it tomorrow", Shen Chengjing raised her head from his arms and lay down on him, holding his handsome face in her small hand: "uncle, why aren't you tired? How strange