The white moonlight gl

Mo Rantong's hands were cold and thin.

The joints protrude and the palms have thin calluses.

Feng Qing always likes to hold Mo Rantong's hand, warm her up, and apply hand cream on her, but the effect is almost ineffective.

That night, when Mo Rantong put the icy cold claws on her neck, the hairs all over her body stood on end, and her screams were blocked in her throat.

If it wasn't for this person's conscience and lack of restraint, Feng Qingshui really didn't know how it would end up.

Sharing the same bed, a lover who doesn't talk much but is very well-behaved and soft.

Feng Qingshui shuddered when she thought that under Mo Rantong's weak and quiet face was a heart that was ready to hurt and kill her.

She stayed up groggy that night until dawn, and immediately got up from the bed as soon as she heard the sound of her mobile phone alarm, packed herself quickly, and went out with her bag, without even putting on makeup or combing her hair.

At that time, she was very thankful that this person turned upside down day and night and rarely got up in the morning. If not, it was hard to say whether she would reveal her ecstasy that day.

She went straight to her friend's house, washed her face with cold water, and then explained the matter intermittently under her friend's surprised and worried expression.

The friend opened his mouth wide and was stunned, and then he said bitterly: "I told you to be careful that she broke up with her, but you didn't listen. It's useless for her to call the police like that, and the police can't take care of it. You are not injured. There is no evidence, maybe the police will kill you if she cries and curls her lips."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Yes, it's true, although Mo Rantong usually looks gloomy and unpleasant, but when she lifts her bangs and looks at you quietly with a pair of black eyes, you will find that she is very obedient It's so soft, I can't help but feel sorry for it.

Feng Qingshui is an orphan and grew up in an orphanage. She has a strong personality and became independent from the orphanage early.

She bought a garage after graduating from university, and Mo Rantong lived opposite her, her neighbor.

At first she had no impression of this neighbor, because she had never seen her before, until one day when they met in the elevator, she fell in love with Mo Rantong at first sight.

That's right, it was love at first sight. Although Mo Ran's pupils were worn very casually at the time, bangs covered her brows and eyes, revealing only the lower half of her face, which was very inconspicuous, but her gaze still fell on her involuntarily.

Well, the girl is very thin and small, her head is bowed, and her temperament is very gloomy.

Xu Shi noticed that she was looking at her, the girl tilted her head slightly, a pair of black eyes looming under her bangs, she looked very murderous.

But, she was damned attracted by it, and couldn't take her eyes away.

I don't know what happened after that.

She hooked her up, she was hooked up by her, Mo Rantong didn't show any resentment towards her intentional closeness, she opened her heart and let her in.

So soon, Mo Rantong was chased by her.

Thinking about it now, with this person's lonely personality, how could he become lovers with her so easily? Maybe as early as that time, in Mo Rantong's eyes, she was a funny and stupid little prey who threw himself into the net. ?

After recovering from a shiver, Feng Qingshui coughed lightly, and said quietly: "Why must there be? Isn't it normal for couples to separate and reunite?"

She came out of her friend's house and applied for a long-term investigation with the company. She just came back from out of town yesterday. During this period, she deliberately kept the ink stained in her eyes. This person should have noticed something.

Mo Rantong: "..."

The midday sun was very dazzling, and she was mentally prepared to come out of the house to this coffee shop. She was like a dirty mouse living in a dark sewer, afraid of light, and didn't like crowded people.

But Feng Qingshui is completely opposite to her.

Feng Qingshui likes to laugh, is bright and sunny, has a gorgeous appearance, and dresses exquisitely and fashionably. She is not from the same world as her at all.

"It was you who chased me first."

Word by word, Mo Rantong spoke with a peculiar tone.

"Yes."

Nodding her head, Feng Qingshui didn't say anything else, too many mistakes, her friend said, people like Mo Rantong can't be stimulated, she is an anti-social personality, once she becomes emotionally excited, the consequences will be disastrous.

Silence, silence.

Feng Qingshui looked at her watch and said: "I go to work at two o'clock, and it takes 5 minutes to get upstairs to the company. I can stay here for five or six minutes."

"I don't agree to break up."

His voice was a little hoarse, as if he had exhausted all his strength, Mo Rantong stood up, and under Feng Qingshui's surprised gaze, sat beside her, stretching out two claws.

"pain."

Seeing Mo Rantong's palms, with four bloodshot crescents on one side, Feng Qingshui understood what was going on at a glance, and couldn't help being very angry.

"Are you sick? You don't cut your nails so long?"

The fabric sofa was very soft, but Feng Qingshui's body was even softer, Mo Rantong licked her lips hungrily, and lowered her head even lower.

Without the obstruction of the table, Feng Qingshui's good figure is completely exposed to her eyes. Unlike her shriveled, Feng Qingshui's protruding front and back are full, breasts, fat, and buttocks. Mo Rantong's favorite thing is to worship on the bed Kissing this person's body, she is very fragrant, sweet, and soft, she can't wait to die on her body.

Feng Qingshui is a middle-level and high-level executive in the company, and she is very formally dressed.

At this time, she was wearing a white shirt jacket with a small black suit, and a black tight-fitting skirt with no stockings underneath. Her legs were white, thin and straight, and her shoes were high-heeled.

62 days twelve hours and three minutes.

She has not kissed this body.

The throat rolled violently, Mo Rantong was trembling all over, and the mouth was drooling rapidly, which was extremely unbearable.

"Does it hurt you?"

Pointing to Mo Rantong's right palm, Feng Qingshui pressed one of the bloodshot crescents again, and said, "You deserve it."

It's fine if you don't cut your hair, and you don't even cut your nails when they grow. It's really...

Nothing to say.

She really has a brain to fall in love with this little sloppy, no, it should be said that she is a big sloppy, she is obviously a year older than her.

"Qingqing, don't break up."

Pushing away the obtrusive bangs with one hand, revealing the person's favorite eyebrows, Mo Rantong rolled his black eyes, his baby face was expressionless, but his words were particularly erotic and affectionate.

"Go home and I'll make you comfortable, more comfortable than ever, in bed."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

The jade-like white face quickly turned red, Feng Qingshui looked around, and quickly covered Mo Rantong's mouth, fearing that this person was saying something shocking.

However, thinking that this person used to be bold and lustful in bed, full of passion and energy, Feng Qingshui's body became hot, and for a while, his mind was full of images and memories of orgasm, desire, immortality, desire, and death.

I have to say that Mo Rantong fits her taste very well.

They are very compatible, whether it is on the bed or off the bed, this person can always make her want to stop being addicted to her, but why is Mao sick?

Or that scary disease?

She glared at Mo Rantong angrily, Feng Qingshui let go of her, and said, "Let's break up, Mo Rantong, you are limited to move back from my house within two days, I'm going to sell the house, I won't live there anymore .”

Feng Qingshui, who was a little out of her mind when she was agitated, regretted as soon as she finished speaking. She suddenly looked at Mo Rantong's face carefully, and as expected, Mo Rantong's delicate baby face was distorted beyond recognition.

"Break up? Move back? Sell the house? Don't live there?"

Repeating the words Feng Qingshui said word by word, Mo Rantong tugged at the corners of his mouth, and his dark eyes were full of treachery.

She opened her mouth and said softly, "Can Qingqing repeat it again?"

Feng Qingshui: "..."

"Tsk, Qingqing is scared, wasn't she quite bold just now, huh?" The malice and anger in his eyes became more and more undisguised, Mo Rantong stretched out his fingertips to pick Fengqing's water chin, and put his head on it.

"If you provoke me, you want to leave, Qingqing, how can there be such a good thing in this world?"

"You are mine, and you can only be mine. If you dare to break up and leave, I will crush your leg bones, lock you on the bed, and play with you day and night."

"Qingqing probably doesn't know, I really want to draw you."

Use your body as paint.

Mo Rantong was laughing, the kind of joyful and excited smile, she licked her lips under Feng Qingshui's shocked and unspeakable expression, her baby face was flushed with excitement.

She squinted at Feng Qingshui, a little eager to try, her expression seemed to say: "Leave, leave quickly, as long as you dare to break up and leave, I don't have to restrain myself and pretend so hard."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Holding Mo Rantong into her arms, Feng Qingshui held the back of Mo Rantong's head to prevent her from looking up.

"Are you stupid, dare to do this in public, you are not afraid of being seen by others, and the police will arrest you and send you to a mental hospital?"

Mo Rantong, who was confused by Feng Qingshui's actions, was taken aback when she heard the words, and then smiled. She bit Feng Qingshui's chest through the shirt, noticing Feng Qingshui's stiffness, she stopped moving , Chi Chi said with a smile.

"Qingqing was awake that night, right?"

After going on a business trip for two months abruptly, he was about to break up when he came back. In addition, he was not surprised by her appearance, and the smile on Mo Rantong's face grew bigger and bigger.

It's funny, it's so funny.

How can this man be so funny.

It was so interesting that she was reluctant to paint.

"what."

It's useless to hide the matter now, Feng Qingshui nodded, Mu Mu said: "I'm awake."

"Did Qingqing want to break up because she thought I looked terrible like that?" Rubbing Feng Qingshui's waist ambiguously with one hand, causing her to tremble, Mo Rantong bit her lower lip impatiently, deepening herself with pain. sanity.

"But, I'm already very restrained."

Countless times, countless times she wanted her to stop breathing and become a sleeping beauty, but every time she held back.

"Qingqing, there is a fierce beast living in my heart. You are the only one who can lock her up. Once you leave, heh."

Looking up at Feng Qingshui with a sweet and weird smile, Mo Rantong withdrew from Feng Qingshui's embrace, stood up and pulled his bangs, and returned to his gloomy but extraordinarily weak appearance.

She turned and left, with a sweet tone and a sense of dreaminess and unreality.

"Remember to go home after get off work, Qingqing, I'm leaving."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

...

"How's it going, are you done talking?"

To say that when Nuo Lan saw Mo Rantong for the first time, she felt that her friend was making a fuss, because at that time Feng Qingshui specially used a clip to lock Mo Rantong's bangs up, and even wore a red suit for her. She is very cute, but Mo Rantong's thoughts on Feng Qingshui are too naked and naked.

When he noticed her gaze, instead of restraining himself, Mo Rantong gave her a malicious and warning smile.

She doesn't care about other people's eyes, and she is clearly possessive.