The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

After discharge.

The day before going to country s.

in the manor.

Su Mucheng put on a tight-fitting black leather jacket, with a black pistol strapped to her waist and a small Swiss Army knife hidden in her sleeves.

In front of her, Mo Yanchen was also wearing a black trench coat. The man had blazing eyes, sharp eyebrows, and cold and handsome features.

"Baby, wait a minute, don't force yourself to come forward and hide behind me, you know?"

The little girl refused to listen and insisted on following him to find Fan Tian.

He could only compromise and take her with him.

Su Mucheng tied her hair up like a lamb's tail behind her head, rolled up her sleeves, her delicate eyebrows were as cold as ice, and she raised her lips: "Okay."

Mo Yanchen: "..."

He felt that she was perfunctory with him.

In this case, there is no point in hiding behind him.

There is even a tendency to rush to the front with a knife in hand.

"Baby." Mo Yanchen waved to her.

"Huh? What for?" Su Mucheng was surprised, then walked over.

Suddenly, there was a heavy blow on the back of her head. The man grabbed her head, lowered his head and kissed her.

"Well..." She opened her eyes, a little confused, what's going on?Don't you want to go fight monsters together?

"Close your eyes." He held her waist with one hand and clasped her head with the other, bringing her close to him and saying slurred words: "Let me kiss you."

The girl smiled with crooked eyes, put her arms around his neck, closed her eyes obediently, and let him take what he wanted.

In the room, the sound of breathing became more and more rapid.

The temperature was rising higher and higher, and his hands uncontrollably unbuttoned her newly buttoned clothes.

The person was pressed against the wall.

The dark eyes were filled with deep desire: "Baby."

Su Mucheng felt like her whole body was on fire, hot and dry.

His voice was hoarse: "Yan Chen, we...have not gone to business yet."

"Okay." The man lowered his head and pecked her lips again, trying to control himself, his voice was very suppressed: "Baby, I want to do our business."

However, she had just recovered a little bit, and he was afraid of losing control and hurting her.

He buried his head in her neck, his heavy breath spraying on her skin, which was very hot.

Su Mucheng: "...?"

Another roundabout with color?

Fine.

She laughed, touched his ear with her hand, and pinched it gently.

In a hoarse voice: "Husband, I miss you so much."

In a word.

It made Mo Yanchen's back freeze hard, and even his breathing became heavier. Qi and blood surged instantly, and he felt that the blood in his whole body was rolling crazily.

The string of oppression in his head was suddenly pulled hard.

The big hand that grabbed her waist was hard.

Finally, those dark eyes were filled with scarlet red, filled with lust.

Finally, he sucked hard on her neck and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Next time, I'm afraid of hurting you."

From the time she left until now.

Every day, he wanted to press her down hard, and even wanted to sit down until she couldn't get up.

Ask her to be obedient and not to think of leaving him again.

However, he still couldn't bear it.

His little girl, passionate, tenacious, brave, loves him.

She loved him, so she pushed him away.

"husband."

Su Mucheng shouted, and the next second, she raised his face, lowered her eyes, and kissed him without hesitation.

She lifted his chin and smiled evilly and ruthlessly: "Husband, if you don't agree, then I will have to fuck you."

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The string that had been holding on to him was violently broken.

The man couldn't hold it back anymore, lowered his head and kissed her hard.

He lifted her hips, picked her up, turned her around, and pressed her on the big bed.

The movements were intense and rough.

The button fell apart and fell to the ground, hiding in a corner.

Girls are also very emotional.

She seemed desperate to feel his presence.

The clothes were torn off, and Mo Yanchen's kisses moved from her eyebrows to her lips and neck.

Finally, when he reached his shoulders, he stopped suddenly.

His eyes stained with raging desire stared at her right shoulder in shock.

There, flowers bloomed on the other side, and his name was entangled in the middle.

"Baby..." His voice trembled slightly.

His fingers slowly stroked up, tracing the contours of her shoulders.

Here, the surrounding skin is still red. It has just been pricked and has not yet fully recovered.

Su Mucheng opened her eyes and saw the man lying on her shoulder, his hand on her right shoulder without moving.

She touched his hair with her hand and smiled softly: "I got the tattoo when they said the search and rescue team confirmed it."

"I will carve your name here, and then wait for you to come back." She smiled, her eyes a little moist: "I really waited until you came back."

The man's back stiffened severely, and even his fingers were shaking.

Although this flower of the other side is beautiful, it is obviously not tattooed with professional tattoo tools.

Not a needle either.

He raised his head, looked at her, his throat rolled hard, and asked: "What kind of tattoo did you get?"