Chapter 627: Wen Yan smiled softly, "You really can coax a woman."

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Wen Zheng watched his eyes stained with thin blood, his heart tightened, and she had a feeling that if this man had not been tied up, he would definitely have returned without hesitation in the fastest speed.
But Rao is so, she still got a little bit frightened by the dark red blood under his eyes.
But this fear only passed by, and she was forced to suppress it quickly.
What was she afraid of him? He had been tied up, even if he would settle accounts after the fall ... Except for "treating" her in bed, he couldn't do anything to her. Thinking of it this way, Wen Li was even more fearless.
She deliberately got in front of him, as close as possible to kiss him at any time, even if it was touching, but no longer kissed, only the breath blowing through his nose, and the smirk that rang, crisp. It seemed like a lot of beads fell on his heart, "Are you there, I just feel like you're out of breath."
She brushed it intentionally or unintentionally, and he wanted to kiss her again intentionally or unintentionally, but the woman's soft lips were always like feathers, scratched, but she refused to stay, forcing his breathing to become heavier and heavier "Kissing you so many times, why don't I know you won't breathe?"
"Suddenly not."
"I teach you."
The woman's face was clearly smiling, but she pretended to sigh. "I don't want to be taught by you. You just taught me to tie a knot and I think I'm stupid."
Mo Shichen, "..."
He closed his eyes and tried to suppress the floating heat with reason, and said dumbly, "Baby, you are not kind, I didn't torture you that night ..."
Wen Yan's smile was mixed with coolness, "You haven't tortured me?"
"I just remember whether you focused or hurry up, I did."
She sneered, "I told you to stop, did you do the same?"
He stared at her for a moment, and said in a husky voice, "You can toss me, but don't forget what you promised me."
Wen Zheng leaned over, his lips fell on his cheeks, and his skin blurted, "Don't forget it."
Talking, her lips went down, along the line of his jaw, past the corner of her lip, to her chin, and continued down, and played a little while passing his throat, wishing to hear the man's weight was scary When he breathed, he left again.
When she kissed her chest, she raised her hand and touched his collarbone again, her face was next to his heavy beating heart, and said with emotion, "A man, what is this beautiful collarbone?"
Mo Shichen has entered a new round of calmness, still a touch of husky, "Do you still like to touch the abdominal muscles, touch enough?"
She looked up. "How do you know?"
He glanced down at her, "Guess, every time."
Wen Yan, "..."
She chuckled. "I see that other men were blessed when you were your age," she said as she touched the evenly distributed muscles in her abdomen, and was quite satisfied. "In strict management of her body At this point, most men are now unaware of women. "
Mo Shichen said lightly, "You are so colorful, I don't think it will work without consciousness."
She looked up, "I am?"
The man looked at her face for a while silently, and she said, "It's me."
After hearing his reply, she nodded her head and looked down at what she had just touched. The number should be more than six. The muscles are a little too absent, and the abs are not enough. The soft lips are still Slowly, tentatively posted it.
Mo Shichen only felt that his nerves were tightened.
There is no sensitive part of him in the abdomen. Just now the woman went all the way to his sensitive points. He was just able to bear it again and again, but the physical impulse was far less than the short hair she held her clearly Like kissing an innocent girl, leaving for a while, then kissing for a few more times, and then leaving the cycle, the expression that makes him difficult to suppress the impulse from the mental and psychological stimulation.
She still goes down ...
When it came to a more obscure place, Mo Shichen's eyes almost stared at her movements, her expression, all her every move.
Wen Yan looked down at it, as if studying, suddenly, she stretched out her fingers.
He had already regretted that she shouldn't let her be by her character, knowing that she wanted to torment him, but he also wanted to know what she could do and what he could see. Less than Wen Yan.
She looked up at him, opened her eyes, and asked softly, "Do you really want me to kiss it?"
The man asked huskyly, "Have you ever kissed?"
She whispered, "I don't want to tell you."
Mo Shichen, "..."
"Yes, I want you to kiss it."
Wen Yan smiled with cheeks. At this time, usually the short and savvy short hair had only an indescribable playful taste, and some hidden slyness, "Is it good?"
"Have."
"Oh?"
"In these three months, I will give you a holiday."
She smiled. "Why?"
He looked at her face deeply, and his voice was hoarse. "Although there are servants at home to clean carefully, there is nothing lacking, but the trees in the garden are dead grass except for the trees that have grown for dozens or hundreds of years. , I do n’t have time to take care of it, and I do n’t need to change the decoration, but some things are still out of date ... This home, deserted, needs the hostess to clean up well. "
She played with the corners of his underwear with her fingers. "Speaking of it, am I not going from working for your company to working for your company? I will pay my salary well as Vice President Wen."
"I thought you wanted to stay at home and taste the feeling of being a full-time wife."
Wen Ling stopped, and the smile on his face disappeared. "Where did you know this thing eight hundred years ago?"
Her mother? Her brother? Mo Shiqian?
Such things, she herself has forgotten.
He continued faintly, "No salary for you, but my money is yours."
Wen Ye smiled, and that smile was not just a smile, light laziness, and a sigh of distant sigh, "But I have been learning how to be Vice President Wen in the past ten years, and I am used to being Vice President Wen, I do n’t know full time What should my wife do? "
The man's voice was gentle and bewildered, "then do nothing, as long as Mrs. Mo is happy, you can also be a noble wife."
Wen Zheng looked at him and smiled softly, "You really can coax a woman."
He clasped his lips. "To chase you, I have to know you."
"But how do you know I still think?"
"I also think your bones will feel itchy if you don't work for a while, but ..." His eyes were as deep as the sea, as if he was drowning, and his voice was indifferent to it, "You walked because of me. Along this way, if your childhood dreams and love are destined to be lost, then I will always let you taste what you want, so that you never love me once. "