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Shui Miaomiao was covered with water mist in his eyes, locking Shen Mochen, and his chest was undulating with anger.

She felt that she had been struck by thunder.

Before they were hacked, they also flashed several lightning warnings. She was a second-hand, hitting the muzzle of a neuropathy.

Shui Miaomiao lifted his chin, "I like to play uniform temptation and it has nothing to do with you, who are you, can you control it?"

"So what do you mean by tangling me and holding me in the lobby?" Shen Mochen asked with a red eyes.

"You have a low IQ, it doesn't make sense to you." Shui Miaomiao dexterously drilled out from under his arm.

She has not stood still. The next second, Shen Mochen held his arm and bumped into his arms.

His big palm stretched rudely along her trousers, face forward, in her ear, pinching her chin, and said fiercely, "You refuse me, don't you want me to treat you like this? ?How about, am I comfortable?"

Shui Miaomiao felt the rotation of his palm, a soft feeling, like lightning, pierced into her body.

Shui Miaomiao's legs softened, pushing Shen Mochen, panickingly resisting, "Uncomfortable, you come out to me."

The more she resisted, the more he wanted to conquer, faster and faster.

Shui Miaomiao couldn't resist and shouted, "Shen Mochen, you are crazy, let me go, you jerk."

A sharp light flashed in Shen Mochen's eyes, with a sneer, "I'm not crazy to show you, didn't I let you down?"

With a click, he untied the belt.

Shui Miaomiao saw his ready to go somewhere and realized what he wanted to do, his mind burst into a burst.

It happened that she saw two people coming from the elevator.

Shui Miaomiao ignited hope and shouted: "Hey, well..."

Before she could speak, she was kissed by Shen Mochen.

All his voice was blocked in his mouth.

"Well, well." Shui Miaomiao watched as the two people coming out of the elevator passed them.

One of the men looked at them and wanted to come over.

Another man held him and glanced down at Shen Mochen's hand.

The man understood and smiled at the other man.

The two left.

Shui Miaomiao's anxious tears were coming out.

Shen Mochen is well positioned at every point.

The more Shui Miaomiao rebelled, the more he made her unable to resist.

She was clearly resistant and unwilling.

But there was a feeling, like a flame, under his thrust, rubbing rubbing spread into the body.

Shui Miaomiao's legs were shaking.

She couldn't restrain it, squeezed his arm tightly, pinched in her nails, and pushed her with the last point of reason.

Shen Mochen was irritated by her, released her hand, and asked, "Is it too thin?"

Shui Miaomiao had a blush on his face, and Shui Ze, who was kissed by his lips, felt that the person who asked this sentence was not good, and quickly shook his head.

"I'll give you a rough one later." Shen Mochen said as she opened the door, pushed her in, and went in by herself, closing the door.

Shui Miaomiao realized what he said was rough, and a bright light flashed in his mind.

Shui Miaomiao was afraid that he would really force her. He quickly asked for mercy from Shen Mochen's overcast eyes: "I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong."

Shen Mochen looked at Shui Miaomiao's pitiful appearance, red eyes, like a cute little white rabbit.

His heart softened inexplicably, condensing his face, and asked, "What's wrong?"

It was wrong to be split by thunder.

Heroes don't eat the loss.