Chapter 593

With such a posture, Wenyi couldn't see the expression on his face and didn't know what he was going to do. Some of his senses were magnified unconsciously. This time, she had no room to struggle.

Mo Shichen asked for her twice on the sofa. At half-time, she had a fierce struggle and suppression. Finally, Wen Yi's physical strength was far less than that of men, so she gave up.

After she was "good", Mo Shichen finally thought that the sofa space was not convenient to play, untied the belt that trapped her hands, and then took her back to the double bed in the bedroom, directly bullied the body and pressed up, without a destination kiss.

He likes her skin very much. She is white, soft and greasy. She has a good sense of touch. When she is strong, she is easy to leave traces. When she looks at the uneven shallow siltation, he has a kind of morbid desire of being possessed by demons. She has the patience to burn the trace all over her body.

Deep in the night, confused.

In the latter half of the night, Wenyi's brain seemed to be only left with the chaos of the beginning of the world, no longer any content, completely reduced to the captivity of desire, not only unable to struggle and resist, but also could only listen to the bewitching whisper in his ears, and do what he said.

Like a long time ago, countless nights.

In addition to her skin, he also liked her legs, slender and straight, around his waist, like vines around the tree, interdependent and intimate.

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The next morning, Wenyi first heard the familiar sound of waves in recent days, and then consciousness slowly returned to her mind.

The whole body is aching and soft, as if the bones of the whole body have been disassembled and reconstructed.

She looked at the ceiling above her head and blinked with her eyes open and closed. Before she could recover, she had already smelled the smell of men in the air, and for most of the night of fierce fighting, there was still a lingering smell of passion in the air.

She was confused, suddenly turned her head, the man's handsome face clearly jumped into her vision.

Even the things that happened last night also poured into her mind, Wenyi was in a flash of anger and anxiety, did not hesitate for half a second, sat up and directly pushed the man lying beside him to the bed.

She had no strength. The back of her hand was scalded. Her wrist was strapped by a man for a long time, and she was squeezed all night.

Mo Shichen could not be pushed out of bed, but was pushed awake by her.

He opened his eyes a little bleary. When he saw her face clearly, he was stunned for two seconds. However, there was not much color on his face. He wanted to accept it very much, and he didn't have as much emotion as a woman.

Wenyi looked at his lazy and slow appearance and got angry. Her chest heaved violently, adjusted her breath several times, and then vomited out a complete line, extremely indifferent, "you get out of here."

The man still sat up, opened the quilt and got out of bed in her cold line of sight.

Night crazy, at this time two people are not inch thread, Wen job watched him naked out of bed, more angry, but over and over in addition to a rolling word, she did not want to say a redundant word.

He looked at her bare shoulders, her short, untidy hair, her red face, a long smile on her lips, and her hoarse voice, "are you angry?"

Wenyi looks at him without expression.

She was so tired that her body was tossed and turned by the man all night. She was tired, angry and had another kind of turbulent and indescribable emotion, which made her whole body and mind tired. She just wanted to let the man disappear in her sight. Then she could fall down and close her eyes and sleep without thinking about anything.

He lowered his eyes, on her eyes, with a deeper smile in the corner of his lips, "are you just too concerned about the feeling of high tide under me, so you only stimulate me several times?"

Mo Shichen found that he really loved to see the red face of women, pulling thin lips to continue to low deep smile, "your performance in bed is much better than I imagined, not so boring and stereotyped, don't know whether it's natural hypocrisy, or be trained and developed well?"

Wenyi didn't have the strength to settle accounts with him, but this man always has the ability to give her the strength of anger. She couldn't hold back, regardless of her naked body. After going out from the quilt, she would be exposed to his sight. She climbed up and raised her hand and slapped him hard on his face. "In a minute, you won't get out of my sight again. I promise today Ask someone to break your leg

His face was fanned by her a little bit. Mo Shichen raised his hand and touched it. He laughed as if he didn't care. His sight didn't converge from her. "You can tell me directly next time you want to. There's no need to beat around the Bush, eh?"

When the words fell, his sight in her hand that piece of red on the stagnation of a few seconds, eye color dark several degrees.

Wenyi also wanted to hit him, but the man has turned around and walked out of the door without looking back.

After a long time on the sofa last night, his clothes were scattered in the living room.

When Mo Shichen went out, he was dressed up and dressed. He could no longer see the posture of birds and beasts when he was showing his ferocity. When he was about to get to the elevator, he met aleb who was coming.The two stopped at the same time.

Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes, lifted his lips, and said in a calm voice, "Miss Wen of your family was accidentally scalded by the tea last night, slightly scalded. When she calls for breakfast, you should remember to send it to her with scald cream."

"Last night?"

He explained equivocally, "she's just woken up. She'll probably have to sleep later."

Aleb did not speak, Mo Shichen from his side, straight into the elevator.

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Wenyi is really like the man said, after he left the suite, her nervous tension suddenly relaxed down, the whole body powerless back to the double bed.

The air is still ambiguous and humid after the event, and the waves outside the window make the room so big and silent.

She lay on the white mattress, looking at the same white ceiling, the thin red face gradually faded into a quiet white.

She heard her own breath, as if there was only one breath in the world.

She can't find the feeling of love, hate and resentment. The memories or the reality are all vague and clear. She can see from her own mind, but she seems to be reading other people's stories.

Wen Yi originally wanted to go back to Paris directly, but his body was too sour, soft and painful, and the long journey at this time was simply to find fault.

She slept in the daytime, and didn't get up until the evening. She went to the bathroom to wash the flowers and drenched it with hot water for half an hour. Then she found clothes to change and prepare to eat. When she got enough energy, she would find ink to settle accounts.

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