Lucky to Have You Till the End

Drying her hair, his tall and aggressive body pressed towards her.

She fell down on the large soft couch.

Her thin white fingers curled up under the bed sheet, and her trembling fingertips revealed her tension.

Mo Chiwei put his hands on both sides of her small face, and looked at her with dark and deep eyes, "Xin Yan."

She hummed softly, and glanced at his strong and **** chest and six-pack abdominal muscles evenly distributed, and there was a mist of emotion in her eyes.

She was not timid, her hands clung to his broad shoulders, and her fingertips touched the neatly trimmed short hair on the back of his head. He didn't dry it, it was wet and soft, like feathers blowing into her heart.

"I...I'm ready." Her voice was soft and soft.

In his dark eyes, it seemed as if a ball of flame was gushing out.

He lowered his head and grabbed her lips severely.

The clear, scorching, and charming breath on his body, all shed, swallowed all her senses.

He pried her teeth away and swept her lips from the outside to the inside.

Each other's breathing is getting hotter and hotter.

His big palm reached into her black shirt.

The rough fingertips, every inch of skin that they crossed, began to tremble.

A shameful Jiao Yin spilled from her lips and teeth.

She couldn't believe it for a while, she would make such a shameful voice.

Her voice stimulated the wildness in his bones.

The kiss is getting heavier and more turbulent.

It is hard for Tang Xinyan to imagine that a man who usually looks unfathomable, cold and arrogant, would have such a runaway side.

He is like a lion on the grassland that sees its prey, wild and domineering, as if to swallow her to his bones.

Tang Xinyan felt that she had become a stream of spring water, softly she could do nothing except panting.

Slender fingertips plunged into the man's soft black hair, and the empty heart in his chest seemed to desperately need his filling.

"Chi Wei, will you be nice to me in the future?"

Mo Chiwei raised his head from her pink neck, and under the orange wall lamp, his handsome face was covered with a layer of dark desire, very sexual and bewitching.

He looked at her eyes dark and deep, with complexity and depth that she could not understand, "I will treat you well."

Maybe, he married her for some reason, but how could he not understand that if he didn't feel for her, why should he block his marriage?

She is like a magnetic field, slowly attracting him, making him involuntary.

After getting his answer, she took the initiative to **** his thin lips.

But in the next moment, he changed from passive to active.

Dao grasped her little hand, and slowly moved towards the place where he was about to explode under his belly.

There was a buzz in her head when she encountered the hot thing.

"Chi Wei, I..."

When his lips reached her earlobe, a thick and heavy breath poured in little by little, and she couldn't even say a complete word.

The whole person was driven by him uncontrollably.

She almost cried.

The black shirt on his body was unbuttoned by him.

In the silent air, the breathing of the two became more rapid and deep.

When her body and mind were ready to accept him, he suddenly stopped moving.

She raised her eyes and looked at the sweat slipping off the man's sculpted handsome face and the handsome jaw that was tight in a line. She asked inexplicably, "Chi Wei, what's the matter?"

Hearing her voice, he moved, but instead of advancing, he came down from her.

About five seconds later, she heard his tight and hoarse voice ringing from her ear, "No cover, I'll buy it."

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