Chapter 89

Chi Huan, "..."

She didn't know what to do.

She snorted, pretending to be unhappy. "What do you mean, I'm a pet?"

The man chuckled, "isn't it? I'm waiting to be fed. My temper is not small."

Chi Huan raised his chin slightly It's just to let you cook a meal. If it wasn't for your delicious cooking, I wouldn't eat it if you wanted to. "

When Mo Qian did not make a sound again, thin lips always held a very light arc.

Beautiful, proud, lazy, with a small temper of the precious little woman.

In fact, he looked at her from a long time ago, and from time to time he felt that she was very much like the doll cat.

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After dinner outside, Mo Shiqian drove Chi Huan back to No. 10 Mingdi.

At night.

Chi Huan from the study back to the bedroom, ready to take clothes to take a bath, just walked to the door to see the man brought over the 28 inch suitcase spread out on the carpet.

Wow.

He really used the efficiency of space utilization to the extreme.

It's neat, categorical and clear. It's like writing from a severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

He washed his hair, although it was dried and no longer dripped, his wet hair fell in front of his forehead, which made the originally cold and clear man even more sexy and even more abstinent.

He was wearing a black nightgown and his chest was bare with skin.

"Chi Huan."

"Well Ah? "

Mo Shiqian looked up at her, naturally caught the eyes of the little woman, his eyes suddenly slightly narrowed, but still, low voice ordinary, "my clothes and things, where are you going to let me put?"

Chi Huan went over and sat down at the end of the bed. He picked up a pillow and hugged him. He looked down at his suitcase, cleared his throat and pursed his lips. "I think your suitcase is very big. It can be stuffed. You can always put it in the trunk."

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He looked up at her without saying a word.

Chi Huan coughed twice again. "If you don't have enough, I'll take my suitcase and lend it to you for the time being."

"Chi Huan."

"You also know that my apartment is very small. It was originally bought for me to live alone. You have to cram yourself into it. Now it is very crowded."

The man didn't get angry, "where's your cloakroom?"

"Full, I am a star, clothes, shoes, bags can not be less, originally a small place."

It is a fact that her apartment is not big, but no matter how small it is, there are more than 100 flats, which can not really be put down.

Mo Shi Qian put one hand on the knee, light way, "my home is big, you pack your things together with yourself and move them."

"Then..."

"If you don't think it's enough, you can change to a villa. I can always afford a villa that can hold you."

Chi Huan, "..."

"I like to live in my small apartment. It's very convenient for you to put your suitcase at the head of your bed. Anyway, you don't have many things. You can plug them in, right?"

She was about to laugh.

This woman is really not cleaning up the brain circuit is not awake.

He asked in a flat voice, "do you want to move a place to put things for me?"

Chi Huan was guilty, "the ground is your place."

With a bang, the man closed the suitcase, put it up with one hand and pushed it. Then it rolled to the wall accurately and stood against it.

Then Mo Shiqian stood up.

With a simple and normal action, Chi Huan felt puzzled when he looked at his figure. He got up and threw the pillow and was ready to run away. "I'll wash..."

However, before two steps, he was easily fished back by the man and thrown into the bed.

Reflexively thinking of the body, Mo Shiqian has been kneeling on her waist side, left hand on the other side, supporting the body, trapped her whole person under the body.

Dark deep eyes staring at her face, eyebrows because of the little smile and evil, voice also more and more low sexy, "Chi Huan, you are picking a thing?"

Her long hair was curly and thick, and spread like seaweed on the mattress.

Face because of such ambiguous posture and can not resist the blush.

Chi Huan felt a little anxious, "ink Mo Shiqian Well. "

The man bowed his head and kissed her. Chi Huan just wanted to reach out and push his chest, only to find that his two hands were pressed on his head with one hand.

There's no big problem with kissing.

These days he would kiss her from time to time, like the most ordinary lover.

The man still shamelessly said that her kissing skills had finally made some visible progress.

But kissing on the bed

"Ah Don't pick my clothes... ""Don't touch there..."

Chi Huan's face is so red that it can drip blood. She can endure kissing him every day and touching her chest. When she kisses him in bed, she reaches into her skirt

"I'm not going to take a bath. I always have to take off my clothes, eh?"

Chi Huan felt that Mo Shiqian's body was full of hard muscles, but her lips were very soft. When she spoke, she could not stand the breath. "Let me see if you feel so flustered when you are free."

She had a slight blow to her head.

There are only two words in my mind, obscene!

She said in a voice that was almost crying, "you let me go, I'm going to take a bath..."

Jiao soft without knowing it, let the man who was just going to teach her a lesson quickly tightened his lower abdomen, and lowered his head to block her lips again.

Every time Chi Huan was kissed by him, he would have a kind of instinctive shudder and fear.

What's more, it's still a wolf like occupation.

Chi Huan was pressed by him, his lips and tongue were ravaged by him, and his body was teased by his fingers covered with thin cocoons. No matter how he resisted, he could not suppress the body's reaction.

Even though she had done it several times, her mind was still blank for a few seconds when the man was sinking in.

"Mo Shiqian, you bad guy who doesn't count his words!"

He fiercely against a moment, breath breath of low smile, "you call me, Chi Huan."

About knowing that she didn't need to adapt as before, moshiqian almost started his own rhythm. Every time, it was deep and heavy, which made the women under her sob intermittently.

For a little longer, Chi Huan couldn't stand it.

He stripped almost all her clothes, but the tattered bathrobe on his body was still there. She clenched her fingers tightly, and her voice was as soft as a cat's eye Mo Shiqian, please be gentle... "

Mo Shiqian bowed his head and kissed the thin sweat on her forehead, and then he laughed hoarsely, "Chi Huan, you're really useless." he gave a slow smile, and even his breath was not disordered. Today, in that shabby Hotel, do you hear what people call

Chi Huan, "..."

She didn't want to recall, but she did.

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