Chapter 1487: One thousand four hundred and sixty two (5)

Chapter 1487: One Thousand One Four Sixty Two (5)
Including a few minutes before she hugged him, Feng Nai also had the thought of ending the person.
But suddenly, more interesting thoughts made his eyes a few degrees deeper.
"Miss Mo, where are you and him?"
Suddenly.
Let Mo Bei look at him in the past: "stage?"
"Your senior Lin hasn't taught you. Love is divided into stages?" Feng Nai said it was painless.
Mo Bei looked at him: "No."
"That is really an unqualified senior." Feng Nai said, took out her mobile phone, searched a few words and showed her: "stage, understand?"
After Mo Bei looked, his eyes lightened: "I haven't slept yet."
Feng Na raised an eyebrow. Someone is really straightforward. Then he ...
"You don't want me to sleep." Mo Bei added: "Probably because of his weak constitution, he refused."
After that, she slightly twisted her brows.
Feng Nai narrowed his eyes slowly: "Weak constitution?"
Mo Bei put his face on his face: "Well, I always have a fever."
"Oh, this is really ..." Feng Nai supported his forehead with one hand, and his fingers were messy black hair.
Because of his actions, Mo Bei could not see his expression clearly.
By the time he could see his expression clearly, he had already pressed his wrists into the corner.
"It seems to be proven."
Feng Nai's eyes were lowering: "It has nothing to do with being weak."
Mo Bei did not avoid, feeling his breath, and fell on her neck.
The biting pain caused a layer of water vapor in the bottom of her eyes.
Feng Nai can see, because she can see, her eyes will sink deeper.
The beginning was nothing more than temptation.
But now, he wanted to see her only in him.
It would be more interesting to dominate the person's anger and grief than simply turning her into a cold body.
Feng Nai restrained himself, and after two kisses, he converged.
It's to keep yourself from being affected.
But when his hand touched her waist, everything was messed up.
It is impossible to move away.
He even felt that her sweater was superfluous.
The skin that fits on the palm was slippery and cold.
The body temperature did not drop, but rose higher.
Since you want it so, there is no reason to stop.
Feng Nai never treats himself badly, let alone in such a thing.
Another kiss fell on Mo Bei's neck and snatched, and this time he was so aggressive that it was hard to even stabilize his breath.
The force that wanted to burn everything away was absolutely inevitable for Mo Bei.
When he even did these things, his eyes were deep, he couldn't look to the end, but his breathing changed, and he asked lowly, "Do you like it?"
Mo Bei looked at him, his eyes were full of water vapor, and the end of his eyes was stained with a pale scarlet color. The face that had always been clear, at this time, it seemed like snowflakes were blooming in the night, because some people were there, there was more havoc Beauty.
Feng Nai's voice sank a bit more, raising the man's hand up and pressing it on his head, which seemed more convenient for him to do something.
For example, rubbing her sweater was messy, leaving his mark on his shoulders, white people just want to destroy it wantonly.
this moment.
Even he didn't know why.
He wants this person to remember him.
Remember forever and ever.
"Mo Bei."
His long legs curled up against her, his voice magnetically sealed.
"Mo Bei."
(End of this chapter)