Chapter 2779: Please respect


His movements, naturally, in the face of so many people, did not mean to avoid.
The left side of the eyes of the West corner of the eye, quietly stared at his hand on his shoulder and glanced at the cat, wanting to withdraw from his arms, however, Qing Muchen seems to have expected her impulse.
Just after the action, the shoulder was suddenly pressed by him.
He was very strong, his palms were generous, and he was firmly shackled. Sisi’s shoulders were painful and did not struggle.
Muran let him take the eyes of everyone away and return to his villa. She thought that he would let go when he entered the house. Who knows, Qing Muchen didn’t know if he was addicted, and his hand stayed behind her shoulder. I didn’t take it down.
Xixi wore a shirt skirt, the style of the upper body shirt, and the hem of the lower body skirt.
Her skeleton is too small, her shirt is on her body, and her shoulders will look a little loose.
Qing Muchen’s hand was put on her shoulder, just pressing her collar.
He seemed to enjoy the touch under his palm, and his hand stayed on her shoulders, with a thin palm, and even gently stroked her shoulders.
The scar of the palm passed through the thin cloth to the skin of the West, inexplicable, and Xixi suddenly remembered the scene of the bathroom last night.
Sicily's face was a little uncomfortable, and the body struggled in his arms. He wanted to get out of his arms, but he was pressed again by him.
Try again and be restrained again.
So reciprocated two or three times, Xixi was slightly annoyed with him.
"Qing Muchen, you are a wife!" Raised her face, she reminded again.
"What about that?" The very frivolous words did not seem to take her seriously.
The body of Xixi in his arms was obviously stiff.
Yeah, what about that?
A wife who has never met before, can he still ban for the other party?
Sisi thought about this problem and accidentally lost God.
When Qing Muchen was glaring at her, she was more comfortable with her hands.
The fingertips opened the neckline of her shirt, and the palm moved slowly along her shoulders, his hand directly into her clothes—
The colder temperature of the palm is transmitted to the skin of the West through the thin capillaries. The West is stimulated by a spurt, the face is hot, and the body trembles in his arms.
Qing Muchen held her hand on her chin and stared at her.
A woman like her, will still blush?
His eyes, extremely contemptuous, seem to be watching the most ridiculous jokes in the whole world.
Sicily knows that he has always suspected that his motives are not pure. She is actually not a person who cares about other people's feelings. However, when he is so naked/naked, she can't do it with such ridiculous eyes.
The chest suddenly became a bit awkward. She lifted her arm and pushed him awkwardly. "Grand Master, please respect yourself!"
"Oh?" Qing Muchen's lips swelled a slap in the face, and the irony in his eyes was thicker.
An arm hooked over her waist, and the body suddenly turned sideways, against the wall behind her, the hand resting in her clothes reversed, the fingertips along her soft to make people unwilling to move away. The skin slowly goes up.
Swim through her collarbone and turn to her chest. He gently clicks on the heart of her chest. "How do I respect?"
His words are very ironic.
It seems that it is ridiculous to say that she respects this kind of thing by her mouth.
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