Chapter 197: We can take it slowly

The warm and humid breath seemed to be like feathers blowing across my heart, which made Qiao Mianmin's heart tremble.
When she met the hot, shiny eyes of the man, her heart was beating faster, her breathing stopped for a second, and there was obvious confusion in her eyes: "Mo Yesi, you, don't do this."
Mo Yesi has unbuttoned the second button of his shirt.
As soon as Qiao Mianmian looked up, he saw his throat and collarbone, as well as the attractive chest muscles wrapped in a black shirt.
The man's knuckle-fingered fingers continued to untie the third button of his shirt. His fair-white jade fingers fell on the pure black hand-buttons, and he was doing such things as undressing. It seemed extremely tempting.
The looming pectoral muscles, the throat knot rolling up and down...
And the enticing hormonal breath in men.
Qiao Mianmian's small heart jumped faster and faster, and the trembling became more and more violent.
His face seemed to burn, and it became hotter and hotter.
"you you you……"
Seeing Mo Yesi unbuttoned his shirts one by one, a large piece of seductive chest muscles were exposed unobstructed, and then down, he could even see his more attractive abdominal muscles, vest line...
Further down...
God, Qiao Mianmian quickly reached out and covered her nose, fearing that the next nose bleeding would come out.
Her face was hot, and she looked away in a panic, turned her head, and her ears were red: "Don't take it off!"
It turns out that not only the figure of a woman can be described by the word "sexy".
The same is true for men.
Seeing Mo Yesi's figure, Qiao Mianmian popped these two words in his mind for the first time.
Not only sexy, but also sexy!
He is definitely the most beautiful and figure of all the men she has ever seen!
In the face of such a tempting beauty, even if she had the power, she could not resist it.
Why did she think Mo Yesi was deliberately tempting her.
Tempt her with his beauty!
Take off your clothes, why do you take off so slowly...
"Shy?" Mo Yeji reached out and squeezed the girl's reddish ears, and there was a low laugh in her throat. "Baby, haven't you seen all my body? Is there anything else to be shy about."
Qiao Mianmian remembered that once in her dormitory, his face turned even redder.
She was ashamed and annoyed: "You are not allowed to talk anymore!"
The man's low laughter was more pleasing: "Baby, don't be shy, you turn your head to look at me."
Qiao Mianmian bit her lip: "No!"
"Then I walked over to make you look good?"
"No!"
"If you feel unfair, you can take it off and let me see."
"...Don't!" Rogue, Rogue!
Why is it that a person who looks so serious and so cold and abstinent outside becomes a big pervert in front of her?
"Hey." The man sighed low, "Show you if you don't want to see it, and you don't want to show me, baby, what do you want me to do with you?"
"It's impossible..."
The back was warm, and the man’s warm and sturdy body was posted up: "Do you like to wear clothes? Although I haven’t tried it, but if you like it, we can try it. Anyway, there is still a lot of time tonight, we can take it slowly ."
Mo Yesi hugged her later.
Put her petite and soft body into his arms in a restrained posture.
Qiao Mianmian felt like a stove was stuck on his back.
She was in the stove all over, and she was roasted all over with steam.