Chapter 137: The man murmured, "You ignore me."

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After sending this sentence, she wanted to go back to the film emperor, but found something wrong.
She froze for a moment.
There are only two words on it, "Chi Huan? 】
His head exploded gently and it was wrong.
Pei Yi saw that she hadn't responded for a long time, so she sent another one, which came about the same time as Youran's.
dying.
Chi Huan almost withdrew his finger and quickly withdrew the news.
The withdrawal was successful.
I did n’t see it, I did n’t see it, the film emperor would n’t stare at the mobile phone, she was so successful withdrawing, he must not see it.
The elder virgin of Ning Youran was about to kill her.
She gave Ning Youran two angry expressions.
The message reminded Pei Yi's voice.
A low-smiling voice envelops a play, "Is this a hint ... or an explicit one?"
Chi Huan's face smashed into the pillow.
Nothing can be saved back.
It's one thing for girlfriends not to be jealous. It's the same with a strange man, especially a senior ... Chi Huan was annoyed.
Mo Shiqian pushed the door in and saw Chi Huan frowning with his hair. He frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
The man's voice was somber and deep, which seemed abrupt in the quiet bedroom.
Chi Huan raised his head and looked at the man who appeared at the door. The expression on his face disappeared, leaving only a dull look on his face. He looked down at the phone again and said faintly, "Nothing."
Mo Shiqian looked at the woman on the bed, his eyes narrowed.
It's still early.
But when he was in the study, he always remembered that she had a smile on her face from the beginning of her meal. She couldn't see her temper or her temper, but she didn't look cold or hot. .
Isn't the matter of the monsoon clear?
Chi Huan looked down at the mobile phone, and Yu Guang in the corner of his eye still saw that he took his clothes and went into the bathroom.
On WeChat, she returned to Ning Youran's grievances in a row of grieving faces, "You bring my dog. 】
Back to Pei Yi, [Ying Ying, I said that my input method is wrong, you will believe it. 】
After a long time, Pei Yi returned, still speaking, with only a smiley word, "OK."
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When Mo Shiqian came out, the woman in bed was lying on her side, breathing quietly and evenly, looking like she was asleep.
The man's sword eyebrows wrinkled again.
He stretched his long legs and walked to the bed.
Under the soft light of the bedside lamp, according to the woman's clean and delicate face, the eyelashes are long, the light shadows fall, the long hair is laid on the pillow, and the slim and petite body bows slightly.
Chi Huan's acting skills in the new generation of actresses are almost crushed, and performing asleep can really be fake.
But obviously, whether you really sleep or pretend to sleep.
She was just hiding from him.
Turn off the lights, the bedroom is dark, there is no moonlight outside the window, only the sound of wind blowing.
Chi Huan's slightly stretched nerves finally relaxed a bit. She opened her eyes, looked at the darkness in the room, and closed again, ready to really fall asleep.
The clear breath belonging to the man surrounded him from behind, and the smell of moisturizing bath milk, followed by a scorching kiss fell on her face and rolled behind her ears.
He licked her ears gently, and she caught the sheets with sensitivity.
She moved her head to dodge.
Kissing and kissing, the man's slightly rough and thin cocoon fingers had covered her skin from her nightdress, and continued to go deeper.
Chi Huan, who was a little bit distracted by deep kisses, was aroused, still awake, and busy catching the man's hand, he finally made a noise, "Mo Shiqian."
"Huh?" His voice seemed extraordinarily depressed and dull in the night. "From last night to tonight, when are you going to be angry?"
She put aside her face to avoid his breath. "Am I angry?"
The man murmured, "You ignore me."
She said lightly, "I didn't."
He mumbled, "It's still early."
What time does this sentence mean? Chi Huan is naturally clear.
After a long silence, she didn't speak.
The man's kiss fell on her cheek and neck again.
She lay under him without moving, and asked quietly, "I just want to have with you."
Mo Shiqian paused. "You don't want to?"
"I'm sleepy and want to sleep."
He squeezed her chin, his voice tightened. "But I think now."
She pursed her lips. "Then you hurry up, I'm going to bed."
Mo Shiqian's heart finally set off waves, and the lowered voice was a little milder and more indifferent. "Chi Huan, what are you dissatisfied with me?"
She didn't like monsoon rain, and he had promised to drive her away.
What else does she want?
"Then what's your dissatisfaction with me? Don't you just want to do it, I'll give it to you, will you have to ask me to ask you to make me?"
Mo Shiqian couldn't see her face in the dark, but the emotions in her chest had been picked up.
He actually didn't have to do it, but he just didn't like her attitude so much, and he was so cold and alienated, and since last night, he didn't want to care about him.
He put up with it last night.
He was willing to spoil her, and occasionally a little temper did not matter, but it did not include tolerating her repeated cold face.
The foreplay was simple, and Chi Huan's body was almost directly entered by him with almost no preparation. She didn't hold back, and the shrieking cry broke out in her throat, and she became tense.
It didn't seem to be abusive, but she still tasted punishment.
This lasted for nearly ten minutes. Mo Shiqian hugged her and changed her posture. Chi Huan, who was only able to withstand the moment, grabbed the bathrobe still worn by the man and held it tightly.
His head still leaned forward.
Mo Shiqian kissed her again with her sideways bow, the deeper and deeper the kiss, the more lingering the kiss. It seems that such a physical distance can also pull the distance between them closer, allowing her to return to the past. Looks like.
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Chi Huan got up lazily the next morning.
After a brief wash, Li Li gave her a bowl of glutinous rice porridge.
She lowered her head with a spoon and tasted it slowly.
Li Li asked with a smile, "Miss Chi, is this porridge delicious?"
"OK, what's wrong?"
"This porridge was boiled by the gentleman when he got up ... you quarreled last night, and he didn't look very good in the morning."