Chapter 61: I do n’t want to give it, are you angry?

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After all, before waiting for Chi Huan to react, he had already covered the thin and white ears, and the soft tongue covered.
Suddenly, Chi Huan felt that her nerves had exploded and her brain was blank.
"Mo Shiqian ..."
She didn't know what else she could say or say, except to call his name.
The man deliberately blew a breath into her ear, and said in a low voice, "Chi Huan, let's try the thing that night again, shall we?"
Three words, with three-point confusion, three-point gentle strength, and four-point raw desire.
Chi Huan couldn't think calmly, couldn't say a complete sentence, and even subconsciously followed his words ...
Things that night.
"You were also comfortable later, weren't you? Let's try again ... Huh?"
She didn't have any strong willpower, but she refused instinctively, "No ... No, Mo Shiqian, refused to."
Such soft and even rejection with charming traces, how can there be any deterrent to the man, the hot kiss spread along her white neck to her collarbone.
Still down.
The softness of the snow was squeezed by the fingers deeper than her skin color. Chi Huan was a little panicked, but she didn't know how to stop him for a while, until her legs were smashed by hard things through a thin cloth. Suddenly awoke.
In just a few minutes, she was kissed a moment, and her territory was lost.
As soon as this idea came out, Chi Huan desperately wanted to hide, and as soon as he rolled aside, he rolled off the sofa directly.
Her shoulders and her head hit the coffee table in front of her. The dull pain came unexpectedly, and she drew in pain because of the pain. She could not take the advantage just now, and her tears fell away.
He was distracted, leaving only a disheveled woman sitting on the ground embarrassed, pressing his hands on his shoulders, curling his knees, and hugging himself crying.
This change happened too quickly. The man took a few seconds to react, and immediately reached out to lift her off the carpet.
At this time, Chi Huan was angry and aggrieved. Where would he let him hug, his eyes were still tearing, and he just stared at him like that.
Mo Shiqian still held her up forcibly, put it back on the sofa, her voice was low and tense, staring at her tears, "Where did you hit?"
He didn't have any pillows on his sofa. She couldn't find anything she could hit by trying to smash things. She sobbed and cursed, "Don't come here, you're a wicked villain."
She was angry, angry with him, and angry with herself.
Mo Shiqian frowned even tighter, and her voice was already a little deeper. "Ask where did you hit?"
Although he was handsome, his face was very cold. Anyone who didn't know him looked a little bit unconsciously at this moment. At this moment, his tone was a little heavy and even more frightening.
Chi Huan thought he was murdering her.
She was aggrieved, and after she was bullied, she bumped her into a coffee table. Instead of comforting her, she also had a stern face. This grievance quickly broke the embankment, and the tears grew more turbulent, but the cry was stopped.
In fact, it's hard to imagine that a woman like Chi Huan who doesn't have any tolerance, crying without sound.
It is the most pitiful to lose tears without speaking.
She lowered her head to tidy up her clothes, tears falling on it, and a circle of water stains.
"Sorry," Mo Shiqian watched as she naturally reacted to her. Now she was full of grievances. She leaned down in front of her and lowered her voice to slow down. "It's my fault, don't cry."
How could a woman really stop crying because you said don't cry, she would just cry even harder.
He asked again, "Where does it hurt, tell me."
When she saw her tears, she did not answer his words, and Mo Shiqian was not upset. He stretched his arms and pulled out two sheets of paper from the drawer. He would wipe her tears when he raised his hand.
"Don't you wipe it."
She wasn't allowed, and the man's movements didn't stop for a moment. About no tears were wiped for the woman, and she asked softly and stiffly, "I cry because it hurts, or because I kiss you?"
"You call that a kiss?"
All the clothes were stripped, and he had to take off his pants. He even dared to say that it was called a kiss.
Mo Shiqian looked up at her, and a few seconds later, "I was only going to kiss."
She glared at him, her chest still undulating.
"You can't help it, sorry."
"Sorry? Are you sincere? If I didn't fall, would you stop?"
The man bowed his head slightly and remained silent for a while.
If she didn't fall, would he stop--
This question, um ... difficult to say.
What silence means, Chi Huan certainly understands.
He didn't even refute it, even if it was against him!
Seeing that she was silent, Mo Shiqian sat back to her side, frowning, her voice was low, "Does it hurt?"
The sound seemed tender.
After hearing his question, she unconsciously touched her back, and then touched her head, and said, "It doesn't hurt."
The pain at the time of the hit was too painful, and there was no feeling of slowing down.
Leaning on the man's figure, "Let me see."
He was almost caught by him just now ... Chi Huan naturally wouldn't let him approach, "You stay away."
"I just watch, don't touch, eh?"
Chi Huan looked at his handsome face. "Mo Shiqian, the last time you took the medicine ... I also believe that you were affected by the medicine, and I will not let you go to jail," she paused, and continued, "If you come back regardless of my wishes, I will really send you to squatting and jail, anyway, I have completely blown with Mosi."
"Well," he said casually, as if he didn't care, said quietly, "Can you show me?"
She looked at him for a while before raising her hand to her hair, and showing him the place where her shoulder hit the coffee table. "Look if it's blue or swollen."
She had long hair and could clearly see the bruises around her neck.
Mo Shiqian's good-looking brows frowned heavily, then she got up.
Chi Huan didn't know what he wanted to do until he saw him fold back with a medicine box, picked up a stick of ointment, and skillfully wiped her medicine.
Refreshing and cool to the touch, very comfortable.
Chi Huanqu raised his knees and leaned his chin on it. He was already very angry, and now it seemed that all had disappeared.
It wasn't until she finished the medicine that she found him looking very unhappy.
Mo Shiqian is a man who rarely sees when he is happy, but Chi Huan rarely sees when he is unhappy. He is indifferent and restrained, as if nothing is worth his happiness or unhappiness.
But this is not pleasant--
Chi Huan always felt that he seemed alienated and terrible.
She glanced at him secretly for a while, then pursed her crimson lips, "Mo Shiqian, are you unhappy?"
"Ok?"
She hesitated for a moment and still asked, "I don't want to give you ... Are you upset?"