Chapter 338: Lost revenge

Feng Xi's graceful silhouette is exquisite, especially the arc of the position of the heart mouth makes Mo Zi's throat stagnate.
In my mind, I thought about the difference between Tuoba Xiao and Tumi. At this moment, all of a sudden, it was brewing into a tumbling heat wave, and my face was swept across my body.
Feng Xi's movements are elegant and gentle, and the three thousand green silks slowly fall under the combing, like a waterfall and a light gauze. Every soft pour from the comb teeth can gently touch the heart of Mozi Qian.
Mo Ziqian suddenly felt dry.
His heart jumped violently, his blurred eyes glowing scarlet. He was particularly anxious.
On weekdays, countless times watching Fengxi here, and countless times thinking about what happened with her, but countless times he desperately suppressed himself, those nights, Tumi is the only axis that can pull him back.
But now? His heart has been flying higher and higher, like a kite eager to break free, desperately drifting towards the blue sky.
Mo Zichen's breathing was rapid, and his drunken, drowsy head suddenly rushed up. He immediately left Huo Ran, opened the door in desperation, and ran to the opposite side.
The door of the room was locked, and Mo Ziqian knocked on the door with "Tuk Tuk Tuk", startling Feng Xi.
The sky is gray and the sounds are all silent. This knock on the door is a bit awkward.
She suggested that Mo Zichen came back and wanted to get up early to make some exquisite dim sum for Mo Zichen to eat. By the way, she asked about Su Biluo and Dou Lianjun.
Although she did not intend to recognize Dou Lianjun, she did not want to make waves again because of their special relationship. However, Dou Lianjun is also her mother, and her madness is also due to her. Caring about her health is also a filial piety for her children.
However, before the dressing was finished, someone knocked on her door. Who would it be?
Could it be Jin'er?
Fengxi wanted to come. The eight achievements were Jin'er, so she put down the comb in her hand and her long hair was scattered. She didn't care anyway. Anyway, Jin'er came, and she had her own Jiner's waiter to wash.
She hurried to open the door, the door gently "Yi Ya", the word "Jin'er" just evoked her lips, and the outside fell down a savory tall man, the whole person pressed against her like Taishan.
Feng Xi was instinctively supporting him, but because of the heavy weight of the visitor, she suddenly hugged her as a whole.
"Two sons--" Fengxi, a familiar face, and the handsome face that haunted me, could not recognize it. Just a glance, I recognized Mo Ziqian.
She hugged him tightly, turned around, and closed the door.
"Second son, why are you drunk again? What happened? What happened?" Feng Xi stared nervously at Mo Ziqian, staring at his moxibustion eyes with surprise, staring like he was eating a human. she was.
She naively waited for him to respond, but he hated the sakura red in front of him
the irritability of his mouth, what's going on? Tumi's so cold temperament, where come so many mouths?
Don't say, don't ask, Mo Zi swiftly lowered his head, and his lips found her very accurately.
His male breath fluttered on her face, successfully provoking her thumping heartbeat.
Lips were plundered tightly, disturbing her heart lake wildly. In the corner of the eyes, a teardrop like a pearl shone.
It's too bitter. No emotion is more bitter than someone you love.
Between love and not love, how much sleepless night tossing and turning. The whip marks on the heart and the pillow with tears portrayed her endless pain.
"Second son--" Feng Xi suddenly pushed him away hard, "slap--" He slapped him hard.
"Second son," she cried again, "You see who I am, I am Fengxi, not your tumult, so you don't want to do this to me anymore."
She cried and turned around, crying on the quilt.
She felt so painful in this relationship. Whenever she wants to go further, he takes a big step back. He will always sway in front of her, but will never let her touch.
Do not! Don't be so cruel to her.
If you are not interested in her, don't come to tease her again.
She treats him so well and pays so much for him, it doesn't matter, she doesn't ask for rewards, but don't let her carry expectations of rewards. That is more benevolent than knowing that there is no reward from beginning to end.
However, Feng Xi couldn't shout out the words in his heart. Because she cared too much, she was afraid and Mo Ziqian had listened. For her goodness, she simply withdrew even this ambiguous state.
In that way, she will really feel hopeless.
It was precisely because I found myself too pitiful, and my lover loves others, but I had to covet this ambiguous tenderness and lack the courage to pull out the Huijian decisively and decisively.
Such a weak self doesn't even know himself.
Mo Ziqian heard her crying, and he was already drunk with sevens and eights. He was awakened by a three-pointer. He staggered past, rushed on Feng Xi's back, and hugged her cut shoulder tightly. Her head cuddled in her ears, and the scent of alcohol fell on her side.
However, this breath is not unpleasant. Instead, the scent of wine amplifies the strength of the man, causing her to close her eyes and indulge in it.
"Do n’t cry, I know, I know, you are Fengxi, I did n’t take you as a fan, no, you are Fengxi, Fengxi--" Mo Ziqian said it accurately and the five fingerprints on his cheeks were so clear , Xu Shifang was really awakened by Feng Xi.
He murmured to confirm Feng Xi's identity, and at the same time spilled the kiss like a raindrop.
Fengxi's breath leaked for several beats, and then he was careful that his liver slammed, and that small face was as blushing as Xia, letting it spread to his ears.
Where his kiss fell, where there was a fire, uncontrollable ironing, let Feng Xi tremble involuntarily.
This is the Mozi Chen holding Fengxi from behind, and the shape is fabricated.
Feng Xi's breath was anxious and urgent, and his face was ashamed as a cloud of fire. His unprecedented feelings spread throughout his body.
Fengxi is not a fool. Realizing that it might happen, he can't help but protest: "No, second son, no!"
Although her eyes were confused and her body felt, she still managed to control herself.
"Well--"
The mouth was closed again.
Don't do anything. Mo Ziqian's heart was filled with waves of mania, and his brain was impatient.
This woman is really irritable, not like Tumi. But what does that matter? Tumiao this good cabbage has made the pigs arch, why should I suppress so hard?
Mo Ziqian was stimulated by Mo Zichen's words, and his heart was suddenly resentful of Tumi.
Although he still loves her deeply, Mo Ziqian is complaining about her, and blaming her. Why can't Tumi be able to think of a way like his sister-in-law, she must be eaten and wiped away by Tuoba Xiao?
How thoroughly disappointed he is, how exasperated he is.
Mo Ziqian pulled her face tightly and sucked deeply.
Until the nightmare, he was rude and squeezed into it without any pity ...