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Lian Mosheng went too far, the tip of his tongue lingered between Qiao Sheng's lips, trying to push his teeth away.

Qiao Sheng frowned more and more.

Obviously, Lian Mosheng is stronger than him, and he is definitely not Lian Mosheng's opponent in close combat.

Seems a bit dangerous...

Qiao Sheng calmly analyzed the current situation, Lian Mosheng clasped his shoulders, and pressed him between himself and the lamp post, Qiao Sheng's back felt a dull pain from the hard lamp post.

As for Lian Mosheng, his lower body has clearly reacted...

After being kissed for a long time, Qiao Sheng didn't respond. Although Lian Mosheng was a little surprised, he became more courageous. He slid his hands down his arms, opened the hem of his suit and shirt, and slid in.

The skin touched by the palm was smooth and delicate, Lian Mosheng slightly increased his strength, and his fingers sank into Qiao Sheng's elastic skin.

He gently held Qiao Sheng's waist, and the just right sunken curvature showed how perfect Qiao Sheng's waist line was: there was no fat, but only flexible and delicate muscles. Any more would be too fat, and any less would be too thin .

Lian Mosheng's breathing speeded up obviously. He recalled that the last time he saw Qiao Sheng, Qiao Sheng was only wearing a thin pajamas.

No one will doubt how attractive this slightly thin body will be after the extra cover is removed...

Lian Mosheng's eyes dimmed, he lowered his head, and his hot lips slowly slid down Qiao Sheng's slender neck.

Qiao Sheng didn't wear a tie, and didn't button up all the buttons on his shirt, leaving the top two, so that the collar was slightly open, revealing a little bit of slightly protruding collarbone.

Lian Mosheng buried his face in Qiao Sheng's neck, and the faint smell of men's perfume permeating his nose made the fire in his lower abdomen burn more intensely.

Actually use perfume...

As a man who considers himself a pure man, even Mo Sheng has always disliked things like perfume, even the very common men's perfume. But now, for the first time, he discovered that some men use this kind of thing more than women. More suitable, Qiao Sheng, who was pressed in his arms, was undoubtedly one of them.

Lian Mosheng sniffed the alluring smell fascinatedly, and the tip of his tongue slid across Qiao Sheng's collarbone, leaving a bright water stain...

Qiao Sheng's patience also reached its limit at this moment...

He has not resisted, because he feels that this is something only the weak will do, so he disdains it, but this does not mean that he will be slaughtered by others, he is waiting for the opportunity.

And now, it seems to have waited...

Lian Mosheng frantically kissed Qiao Sheng's collarbone and chest, and his heavier and heavier breaths sprayed between Qiao Sheng's chest, and then spread out close to the skin there.

Some spilled on his neck, while others poured down his shirt.

As a result, his skin became slightly moist...

Qiao Sheng's body became a little sensitive to Lian Mosheng's fiery teasing, but he didn't indulge in it, his mind was very clear, and he didn't intend to let Lian Mosheng continue to be presumptuous.

This ignorant killer is too much, he wants to teach him a little "little" lesson...

Qiao Sheng looked down at Lian Mosheng, who had his head buried in front of his chest, with the corners of his lips raised, showing a cold smile.

Have you let your guard down?

Go to hell then...

Qiao Sheng gently hugged Lian Mosheng back, and slid his right hand down Lian Mosheng's back, very slowly and gently, as if he was caressing.

Lian Mosheng didn't respond, as if he didn't notice it.

Qiao Sheng's fingers rested on Lian Mosheng's spine, and he counted down the spine one by one in his heart. When he reached a certain section, he pressed it down hard...

Just when Qiao Sheng thought he had succeeded, his wrist was grabbed.

Josh was a little surprised.

Lian Mosheng raised his head from his chest, and smiled a little mischievously: "Think you can plot against me so easily? My dear, you despise me too much. Don't forget that I am a killer. To me, this method is just Just a trick."

The assassination failed, Qiao Sheng frowned slightly.

Lian Mosheng looked at him with a smile.

Although her face was expressionless, the beauty's mood was obviously not that good, and her eyes were frighteningly cold.

The smile on Lian Mosheng's face deepened instead.

It seems to be getting more and more fun...