Chapter 271: As long as you live a day, I have a way to vent on you
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Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss
- 十点听风
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- 2021-03-01 12:06:11
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A warm kiss fell on her skin.
Kissing and kissing, the picture in her mind was out of control.
By the time his reaction and consciousness came, the face of the man she was trying to stabilize and maintain had become a shadowy picture rooted in her memory that she wanted to abandon but could not get rid of.
Mo Shiqian had been paying attention to her every move, so when she reached out to push him away from him, he locked her two wrists earlier and buckled her head.
The man stared down at her face and said word by word, "Open your eyes and look at me."
She opened her eyes.
Qing Jun's handsome face reflected into the bottom of her eyes.
Maybe it was too close at this time, or maybe her eyes only had his features and contour lines at the moment.
Therefore, every streak of his expression and every wave of his eyes were clear.
The man's face was pressed down again, accompanied by his low, dull voice, "Look, don't close it."
Chi Huan looked at him blankly as if he had heard some instructions.
A lingering kiss again.
Yes, this kiss is patient and meticulous.
The winter day is short and it gets dark early.
The entire bedroom is shrouded in dark blue dusk, and gradually can only see the silhouette and the faint outline.
Until this dusk was completely dark.
The bedroom without lights was dark.
Finally, Chi Huan first reached out and pushed away the man on his body.
She sat up and patted the lamp on the bedside, covering her face, panting unevenly, and long hair hanging down.
The thin body is very stiff, and there is a slight imperceptible trembling in addition to the stiffness.
The next second, the man took her into his arms, his chin reached the top of his hair, and his hoarse voice comforted her, "It's okay, Huanhuan, it's okay, eh?"
She put her hand over her face.
Mo Shiqian originally thought she was crying, but her face was dry and there were no traces of tears, and her eyes were not red.
Chi Huan opened his mouth. "I'm hungry."
"I bring the food?"
She nodded silently.
Then the man got up, raised his hand and touched her hair, lowered his head and kissed her cheek again, and said dumbly, "Wait for a while."
Turn around and go out, and turn on the ceiling chandelier at the door.
The bedroom lit up in a flash.
After his footsteps disappeared, Chi Huan got out of bed and went into the bathroom.
Turn on the faucet in the sink, and take the cold water with your hand, all splashed onto his face.
The coolness stimulated the nerves, as if only in this way could he wake up.
After three minutes, she turned off the faucet and looked up at the person in the mirror.
That face was young and delicate, just when collagen was being enriched, it just looked pale and distracting.
why……
why……
She had figured it out for a long time, and she didn't care about those things anymore, why they still affect her life now.
…………
When Mo Shiqian brought dinner, the woman had done a simple grooming and was sitting quietly on the sofa.
It doesn't look strange, it's just too quiet--
Quiet sometimes isn't silent, but it's a pure feeling.
He served her soup and she drank it.
He handed her chopsticks and she started eating.
Mo Shiqian just watched her eat and didn't touch anything.
But she didn't say anything, she didn't seem to notice.
Until the man's low voice sounded peacefully, "I just called the doctor and asked the doctor ..."
He just said such a word, her hand holding the chopsticks stopped and the joints of her fingers were stiff.
He stared down at her with a light tone and a slow pace of speech. "He said that suddenly remembering something that has been long forgotten would cause a shock, and you do n’t need to judge yourself for it, Stress yourself, let it be. "
Her tension and stiffness were only slightly relieved.
Reached out and put a piece of greens into the bowl, but did not eat, but a poke, "What if I have been like?"
The man thought and didn't want to say, "No."
"When I was in the worst condition, you didn't know me, and I didn't know what I was like at that time ... I once played a female No. 3 and was filming on the set. I looked at it at the time and felt special. nausea……"
She paused, closed her eyes, and her voice softened. "Because I only see similar scenes, I will remember what I broke ... and then I can't help nausea, nausea, or even vomiting."
The green vegetable was smashed by her with chopsticks. "They later told me that they had no relationship for a long time and had existed in name for several years. It was because of me ... that they had not formally divorced, it was because of me."
One or two had a relationship under her nose, all because of her.
ridiculous.
The bedroom was so quiet that it could hear the rain coming from outside.
Mo Shiqian looked at her small slap face, he said quietly, "It's my fault."
She looked up at his face, "Mo Shiqian."
"I'm here."
"If I'm just a temporary shock, then it's best, if ... I just can't forget, I can't get over this barrier, and I can't make you happy in bed ..."?
The man frowned fiercely, interrupting her sharply, "Chi Huan."
Every time he got angry, he would call her by name.
"What are you so angry about?"
She smiled at him sparsely, and her expression was very light. "This is a very real problem. If you have such a strong demand, I'm embarrassed to tell you that you can Plato, right? In all fairness, don't say you can't stand a and apathy. The woman is me ... if you are Yang Yizhen, I really can't say I can follow you like this forever ... "
This time, the man's eyebrows were directly gloomy, biting a word like her name, "Chi, Huan."
"To be honest you are also angry?"
Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes and said gloomily, "Who are you when I am?"
"What kind of person are you? Could it be that if my is indifferent, you are not going to be a man and be a saint, and have for life?"
He smiled coldly. "You're right, I'm a man. It's impossible for me to live without venting."
Although she had said it first, she did think so.
But when he said it in such a tone, she still felt a stab in her heart, a little suffocated.
Just imagine him and other women ...
That picture made her more uncomfortable than the scene that stimulated her to disgusted her.
But before she said anything, the man continued expressionlessly, "Don't worry if you feel cold and you won't be able to satisfy me or worry that I will go out and find other women. As long as you are alive, I will There is a way to vent on you. "