Lucky to Have You Till the End

After lingering in the bathroom for nearly twenty minutes, Tang Xinyan opened the door and went out.

Mo Chi Wei had already taken off his suit jacket, untied his bow tie, and had a few buttons on the white shirt he was wearing. He was lazy and sexy.

He looked at the little woman in the large bathrobe, raised her jaw and kissed her lips, "Go to bed and wait for me."

Tang Xinyan was picked up by him and her heart accelerated again.

Bad man!

Obviously it looks so noble and elegant, but it can lift up a woman, and it is so elegant and full of male hormones.

After Mo Chiwei went to take a bath, Tang Xinyan called Gu Ranran.

Gu Ranran was sitting on the beach drinking at this time, when she received a call from Tang Xinyan, she was a little surprised, "You still have time to call me?"

"I... just want to tell you that I won't go back to sleep at night."

"Haha, I know, the spring night is worth a lot of money, so hurry up, but you have to take a moment, after all, you are two people now!"

Tang Xinyan blushed slightly.

As soon as he finished the phone call, the bathroom door was opened by the man.

Seeing the man less than two minutes before and after entering, she was dumbfounded, "Are you...washed?"

"I took a shower after surfing."

Tang Xinyan, "..."

He only wore a bath towel around his waist. He probably didn't even wear any underwear inside. A certain terrifying silhouette was faintly visible, and Tang Xinyan quickly looked away.

Mo Chiwei looked at the Hongxia on her face. He, who was not originally nervous, was a little nervous by her.

With a low cough, "Would you like to listen to music first?"

"Good, good!"

Although she gave him the first time, she really didn't have any impression at all. For her, tonight was her real first time.

It was also the two of them, the official wedding night.

Mo Chi Wei put on soothing music, he opened a bottle of red wine and drank a glass by himself.

Looking at the awkward little woman sitting on the edge of the bed, he pursed his thin lips, "Would you like to dance?"

"Good, good!"

He walked up to her, bent over, and the gentleman stretched out his big slender hand towards her.

Tang Xinyan slowly put her small hand in his generous palm.

She was wearing a bathrobe, he was wearing a bath towel, and dancing slowly to the music.

She didn't dare to look at his face, she kept her long eyelashes down, her eyes inevitably fell on his waist and abdomen, faintly seeing the outline that made her blush and heartbeat, her face was as red as drinking wine.

He lowered his head, his eyes darkened as he smelled the faint fragrance from her after bathing.

"Mrs. Mo."

She hummed, raised her head and looked at his handsome face like a god, "husband."

His heart melted instantly.

The thin lips approached her, she did not lean back, but slowly catered to.

The music stopped. In the air, there were only two people's breathing of different depths.

She wrapped her hands around his neck, her fingers intertwined on the back of his neck, and her fingertips touched his neatly trimmed hair, slightly stinging, she closed her eyes and let his kiss deepen slowly.

He reached into her lips, wrapped her tongue, and kissed deeply.

...

Tang Xinyan didn't know when she was carried to the bed by him. When she reacted, he tore off the bathrobe little by little.

Her skin was exposed to the air, and she curled up slightly.

She didn't wear anything inside, and when the bathrobe was torn apart, it was like Chi Guoguo's frank reveal before his eyes.

She was embarrassed and covered her body with her hands, but soon she was pulled away by him.

"Turn off, turn off the lights."