Chapter 169

Feng Sujin is still a little confused, but her eyes feel the warm temperature of Jun Mo's cold lips. Then she hears his voice. Her whole body shakes slightly. She comes back to her mind, blinks, and her eyelashes quiver.

Just now, Jun Mohan called her "a Jin" in a different tone than usual, as if with lingering meaning, but also in a low tone, her heart was slightly quivering.

Only a name, coupled with his surrounding breath, let the whole body of fengsujin crisp up.

"You I... "

Jun Mo's cold kiss gradually falls on Feng Su Jin's lips, and it is possessed by strong rolling.

After kissing for a while, he turned to drop the kiss in her ear, with her earlobes and hooks, as if by magic, bringing up a string of electric current, arousing the shiver of Feng Sujin's whole body.

"Darling, ah Jin, call me by name."

Feng Sujin's breath was so big that her whole body seemed to be ignited by Jun Mohan's heart, which made her body shiver and numb.

The voice of Jun Mo's cold is ringing in his ear

"Ah Jin, be obedient."

"Mo Ink cold... "

Jun Mohan seems to be satisfied with the address. Instead of flirting, he leans to attach himself to Feng Sujin's body and looks down at her. His eyes are full of obsession. They are the eyes of a man looking at his own woman.

Feng Sujin's eyes on Shangjun, Mo Han, are full of mystery and light. It seems that she will burn all the lights that devour everything.

It has to be said that it's charming to put the king ink cold wrapped in her strong breath. Feng Sujin licked the dry lips, couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and said softly: "ink Ink cold... "

Feng Sujin doesn't know how tempting it is for a man in bed to lick her lips.

Jun Mo's eyes flashed a hunting light, his throat moved, his hands went on, found Feng Sujin's Pajama belt, gently pulled, her pajamas opened.

Then, one of Jun Mo's cold fingers falls on Feng Sujin's waist and abdomen, rotating and rubbing.

Feng Sujin can't help making a sound. Her whole body shudders. Her head seems to explode. Jun Mohan's hand is so magical. She can't stand it

In this way, Jun Mohan grinds Feng Sujin and locks her eyes deeply. "Do you want to?" he asks? A Jin.

Still the same question, Feng Sujin is biting the lower lip at this time, and has been cooed out by Jun mo.

Leng buting was asked this way. She thought of the things in the daytime. She looked at Jun Mohan with eyes like silk and asked, "would you want me?"

Jun Mohan obviously didn't expect that Feng Sujin would come back.

This kind of her, with the usual kind of clever appearance is not the same, he bowed his head and kissed the lips of Feng Sujin, and his hands moved from the waist and abdomen to the bottom, at her legs.

"Well Ink... Ink cold... Don't... "

"The tonic soup made by a Jin really tastes good, but a Jin, are you really ready?"

When Jun Mohan said this, all the movements stopped, just looking at Feng Sujin seriously, as if waiting for her answer.

At this time, Jun Mo's cold eyes are very serious, and the peerless eyes bring some restrained light.

Feng Sujin's heart is full of fire. She has been in the heart for a day, and she will continue to release it. Moreover, she makes tonic soup with purpose.

Feng Sujin didn't know where the courage came from. He hugged Jun Mohan and kissed his lips. "Mohan, I want it!"