Chapter 2434
Shen Chengjing kneels in front of him, reaches for his face and kisses him heavily.
"Reward."
Mo Yanchen saw her pull away, he reached out to hold her waist, pulled her hard to sit on the thigh, bowed his head and deepened the kiss.
The man's kiss, hot as if to completely occupy her, his big palm from her skirt into the bottom, skillfully groping for her body, by the way to the chest.
"Uncle, on the side of the road." She panted, her little hand on his restless palm.
Mo Yanchen eyes blurred staring at her small face, voice became hoarse: "orange, do you want to sing?"
"Ah?" Shen Chengjing listens and doesn't know which one he wants to sing.
Shen Chengjing is pressed by a man before she can understand it.
Well, it's not gentle to eat dry and clean on the street! As rough as you want to be, Shen Chengjing shrinks to one side in fright. He holds his clothes in his small hand and looks at him in fear: "king, please forgive me."
Mo Yanchen put out his hand to wipe his lips, evil look at her: "Ms. Shen's taste, really good."
"I'm not a lady!" Listen, ma'am, she has a bitter face.
He reached for her in his arms and put on her clothes.
"What would you like to eat?" He asked in a low voice.
Shen Cheng quietly shrank in his arms, listening to his powerful heartbeat, said: "I want to eat your meal."
"Well, go home." He listened and gave her a kiss on the tip of the nose.
Shen Chengjing pursed her mouth, looking at the man's eyes doting, she laughed down in his arms: "good meat."
Men listen, deep voice laugh but not language.
At dusk, Mo Wen left H & T group and drove his Mercedes Benz down the street. He turned a handsome corner and headed for the club.
"Mr. Mo, the old place?" At this time, the lobby manager stepped forward.
Mo Wen stopped, thought about it and said, "don't treat me."
"Yes." The manager retreated respectfully.
At this time, the receptionist said, "how handsome! He is the only man who is single, golden, handsome and cool, and doesn't play with women
"If I stay with him for one night, I'll be ten years short."
"Go, work hard and influence your image." The manager listened and went forward to drink. The two receptionists bowed their heads and did not dare to say anything again.
Mo Wen walked into the elevator, went up the eighth floor, went into the bar and sat on the sofa. When the waiter saw him coming, he took his precious wine and added ice for him.
"Mr. Mo, please take your time." He said.
"Well." Don't answer the question. Add red wine into a glass with ice. Shake it gently. The sound of ice hitting the edge of the glass can stimulate the hormones in men.
"That woman is really open." At this time, someone said.
Don't ask to hear, boring raised his head, sipping a mouthful of red wine, along their line of sight to see.
I saw a woman in black. She turned around in all kinds of manners. Her long black hair was scattered. The breeze was blowing, and her long hair blocked half of her face.
"How did she come out?" Don't ask, speak to yourself.
Isn't she recovering in Moqiu's research institute? How did you get to the club bar?
The point is that the fat man in front of her, she actually sat on the man's lap, reached out to pick his face, bowed her head to kiss him.
"Pop." Don't ask. Drink all the red wine in the glass. Put the glass on the table and stride forward.
"Ah." The woman was yanked up by him, threw her on the sofa, raised her leg and swept towards the man. The fat man was kicked off by him and fell two meters away.
"Reward."
Mo Yanchen saw her pull away, he reached out to hold her waist, pulled her hard to sit on the thigh, bowed his head and deepened the kiss.
The man's kiss, hot as if to completely occupy her, his big palm from her skirt into the bottom, skillfully groping for her body, by the way to the chest.
"Uncle, on the side of the road." She panted, her little hand on his restless palm.
Mo Yanchen eyes blurred staring at her small face, voice became hoarse: "orange, do you want to sing?"
"Ah?" Shen Chengjing listens and doesn't know which one he wants to sing.
Shen Chengjing is pressed by a man before she can understand it.
Well, it's not gentle to eat dry and clean on the street! As rough as you want to be, Shen Chengjing shrinks to one side in fright. He holds his clothes in his small hand and looks at him in fear: "king, please forgive me."
Mo Yanchen put out his hand to wipe his lips, evil look at her: "Ms. Shen's taste, really good."
"I'm not a lady!" Listen, ma'am, she has a bitter face.
He reached for her in his arms and put on her clothes.
"What would you like to eat?" He asked in a low voice.
Shen Cheng quietly shrank in his arms, listening to his powerful heartbeat, said: "I want to eat your meal."
"Well, go home." He listened and gave her a kiss on the tip of the nose.
Shen Chengjing pursed her mouth, looking at the man's eyes doting, she laughed down in his arms: "good meat."
Men listen, deep voice laugh but not language.
At dusk, Mo Wen left H & T group and drove his Mercedes Benz down the street. He turned a handsome corner and headed for the club.
"Mr. Mo, the old place?" At this time, the lobby manager stepped forward.
Mo Wen stopped, thought about it and said, "don't treat me."
"Yes." The manager retreated respectfully.
At this time, the receptionist said, "how handsome! He is the only man who is single, golden, handsome and cool, and doesn't play with women
"If I stay with him for one night, I'll be ten years short."
"Go, work hard and influence your image." The manager listened and went forward to drink. The two receptionists bowed their heads and did not dare to say anything again.
Mo Wen walked into the elevator, went up the eighth floor, went into the bar and sat on the sofa. When the waiter saw him coming, he took his precious wine and added ice for him.
"Mr. Mo, please take your time." He said.
"Well." Don't answer the question. Add red wine into a glass with ice. Shake it gently. The sound of ice hitting the edge of the glass can stimulate the hormones in men.
"That woman is really open." At this time, someone said.
Don't ask to hear, boring raised his head, sipping a mouthful of red wine, along their line of sight to see.
I saw a woman in black. She turned around in all kinds of manners. Her long black hair was scattered. The breeze was blowing, and her long hair blocked half of her face.
"How did she come out?" Don't ask, speak to yourself.
Isn't she recovering in Moqiu's research institute? How did you get to the club bar?
The point is that the fat man in front of her, she actually sat on the man's lap, reached out to pick his face, bowed her head to kiss him.
"Pop." Don't ask. Drink all the red wine in the glass. Put the glass on the table and stride forward.
"Ah." The woman was yanked up by him, threw her on the sofa, raised her leg and swept towards the man. The fat man was kicked off by him and fell two meters away.