Chapter 612: "The tongue is easy to hurt. Would you like to bite a bite?"

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Mo Shichen gave her a funny look and said lightly, "Apart from such bridges, what else can make you fall in love overnight and quickly empathize with new love?"
Wen Yan stopped talking.
She thought the man's tone was particularly annoying, and she was stuffed in her chest.
After half a minute, Mo Shichen got up, walked around the long table, pulled a chair and sat down beside her, stretched her arms to go upstairs to her waist, put her face on her face with a smile His voice whispered, "Come, don't play with the temper of the little girl, let's continue."
His tone was intimate, and he even had a mild sense of petting.
Wen Huan pushed him, annoyed, "Can you move your feet like this?"
After a few words, he posted it, like a fly to drive away.
"No," the man whispered, "physical contact is the beginning of communication."
With that said, he kissed her on the cheeky cheeks, and felt that the touch was better than he imagined, so he kissed again without any fear.
Wen Yan, "..."
Why hadn't she noticed before that the man's face was about to break through the walls?
Really like a little girl, Mo Shichen looked at the woman who was so angry that she wanted to hit him, but finally could only wipe the face of the woman who was kissed several times in anger and forcefully.
It seems that from the beginning of Jiangcheng, he vaguely felt this elegant and cold Vice President Wen, and there was an unknown side in his bones.
After she rubbed it for a while, Mo Shichen finally went up again and kissed her in the same place.
Wen Zheng looked at him blankly.
He smiled slightly. "You keep rubbing."
She wipes it!
Wen Zheng raised his hand again and wiped it hard.
Mo Shichen, "..."
His dark eyes stared at her for a moment, and he lowered his head again, but this time the place where his lips fell was no longer her face, but her neck.
That pose was like a handsome vampire biting her neck.
But Mo Shichen just sucked kisses with his lips and tongue, and then a dark red kiss mark was burned like this.
Although Wen Yan couldn't see it, he knew the man's purpose.
She rubbed her teeth.
"Want to bite me?" The man put a smile on his face and his voice was dumb and ambiguous. "Whichever bite you want, but according to my understanding of the human body, the tongue is easy to hurt. Would you like to bite a bite?"
Wen Yan, "..."
She smiled angrily. "You really think I don't dare to bite, right?"
He smiled lowly, "No, I just invited you."
Wen Ying felt sorry for his badly itchy teeth without biting him. He climbed his shoulders and ran up, biting the man's thin lips, biting it fiercely, and opened his eyes, so he wanted to see the man. With a painful expression, he almost didn't move his eyes, but instead looked at her with a provocative lower eye.
Can't bite him.
At first she was worried that she didn't bite with all her strength. As a result, she was stimulated by this provocative look, and then she bit her bite.
Soon, a faint rust smell lingered between his tongue and teeth, realizing what it was, Wen Yanran loosened his mouth, and then retreated to his original position.
The corners of the man's lips were stained with bright red dots. This blood color made him look and dangerous. He didn't reach for a tissue to wipe, but licked his tongue slowly, and his eyes remained the same throughout. Leaving her face off.
Wen Xun felt for a moment that he was shrouded in some kind of ready-made momentum, and made her want to keep a distance from him, but still insisted, "It is you who let me bite ... 唔."
The enlarged handsome face was right in front of her eyes, and Mo Shichen had quickly leaned down and kissed her.
After the kiss was over, the man's fingers rubbed her red lips and murmured, "Let you take a bite, you bite me, it's bleeding, really poisonous," he still slumped an arm around her waist. "When you like me, come to me to confess and have I been rejected?"
Wen Yan, "..."
The anger just now was distracted by this sentence, she looked at him very displeased, "what do you mean?"
After a moment of silence, the man's mute voice said leisurely, "Honestly, although I don't remember, I think ordinary women can't catch up with me, and if I start, I accept your confession and I like you, mostly It does n’t happen too often after a wedding. "
After their marriage, he investigated it, and found the servant and the secretary around him. However, other people will not know everything about the relationship, so he only knows that they often have friction.
Wen Zheng poked his face and said lightly, "I didn't confess."
"Oh?"
"I met you that night and Muse knew you too, and she started chasing you the next day."
"I accepted?"
Wen Yan shook his head. "She chased you for more than half a year before you were together."
He looked on his face and asked, "What about you?"
"Me?" Wen Zheng answered for a moment, blankly, "I'm studying."
Mo Shichen smiled, "You hide in the corner and secretly love me?"
Wen Ye looked at his contented expression and wanted to bite him, but still held back.
He reached out and pulled her face tightly and squeezed, "I don't think you look at my dish, but chasing after it may figure out something, you won't hide in the corner all the time, Watch me fall in love with someone? "
He thought that Wen Yi was actually very interesting, but some labels on her before were too strong.
Mo Shichen judged that if she had chased him during this time, or she accepted her then, she would marry her later, If she chases after more than half a year, he is not interested, even if he chooses a marriage partner, he will choose a woman who is pleasing to the eye, rather than a woman he has rejected.
Wen Yan's gaze looked elsewhere. "You knew me when we were getting married."
Mo Shichen froze slightly and narrowed his eyes.
She liked him at the age of seventeen and married him at the age of twenty-one. After four full years, she didn't even recognize him.
He pulled her face over and made her eyes look at her, her voice dimming, "What are you thinking, huh?"
Wen Zheng adjusted her breathing so that her voice sounded very calm. After more than ten years, she felt that she could say these things very blandly, just as she said about other people's things.
"Muse was a famous beauty. At that time, she was more beautiful than me, and her family was better than me. She studied at the most famous conservatory, she was a successful pianist, she had a beautiful personality, she was talkative and interesting, she was also popular, her character Free and easy, the pursuer is like Jiang Zhihuan, I can't compare with her in any way. "