How ridiculous!

However, thinking of his father, Rong Qian bit his lip and did not give himself the slightest intention of retreating.

She took a quick shower, wrapped herself in just a white towel from the bathroom, and opened the door to go out.

The living room was silent, Mo Zun was half-leaning in front of the bar, his short hair dyed with neon sconces, and he looked like a British royal nobleman.

At the sound of the voice, he raised his eyes.

That cold look made Rong Qian stunned, and he couldn't stop being amazed in his heart.

It is amazing, and at the same time, accompanied by a poisonous obsession, it spreads all the way to the depths of the heart, and the pain is so clear.

Mo Zun saw that Rong Qian, and his dark pupils flashed with deep interest.

The bath towel is not long, it only wraps the key parts of the woman, the neck is fair and long, the sexy collarbone gives people a different kind of temptation, and the slender legs are white and transparent under the light.

Rong Qian was at a loss when he looked at her, and she was slightly nervous as she grabbed her chest with both hands.

The smile on the corner of Mo Zun's mouth deepened, and he suddenly spoke: "Come here, drink this cup!"

There was a glass of wine in front of him, and the red liquid was floating in the light, specially prepared for her.

Rong Qian secretly cheered herself up, she stepped forward and picked up her wine glass—Mo Zun's good-looking sword eyebrows were raised, and he raised his glass at her.

Rong Qian didn't hesitate, and took a sip of solitude!

Mo Zun looked at Rong Qian and swallowed, and his handsome face smiled deeply.

He put down his glass and walked over with his feet up.

The taste of red wine is sweet and sour with a slight spiciness, and I don't know if I am not used to this taste, and there is a faint flush on my cheeks.

Mo Zun's proximity made her breath shorter.

Mo Zun raised his hand, cold fingertips brushed over her better face, and then his thumb and forefinger pinched her chin, making her raise her head slightly.

In those dark pupils, there was a dull light, as if a storm was brewing.

In the next second, the cool touch pressed down, and the masculine breath invaded.

His lips were grabbed by him, and she retreated uncontrollably, her waist hitting the marble countertop, and she closed her eyes and clenched the bar behind her with both hands.

Mo Zun aggressively attacked and occupied the land inch by inch, without giving her the slightest respite.

This is a domineering kiss, probably because Rong Qian did not struggle, and there is a lingering taste.

Rong Qian tried hard to suppress the resistance in his heart, no support, no connections, no power...... She had to give it to herself.

No other way!

Finally, Mo Zun let go of her.

But she suddenly stopped her waist and hugged her, allowing her shallow body to take off, and she subconsciously hugged Mo Zun's neck.

My mind was dizzy, and there was a momentary blur.

Rong Qian didn't know what was wrong with her, when she was placed on a big bed more than two meters wide, she exhaled deeply, only to feel that it was unbearably hot.

Mo Zun covered up, Rong Qian pushed him away, and she whispered: "Mo Zun, you turn on the air conditioner, it's so hot......"

Mo Zun laughed in a dark voice, and looked at the beautiful woman under him with deep eyes: "Hehe, you don't need air conditioning, it's enough to have me." ”

Before he could savor the meaning of his words, the overwhelming kiss fell.

Mo Zun is a person who lives at the top of the pyramid, enjoying today's honor, what has he not met? Rong Qian, he fell in love with this woman, even if she didn't want to, he had a way to make her lie down obediently.

Mo Zun can use any ruthless means, only in his own enjoyment, he will not force a woman without taste. So he put medicine in Rong Qian's wine, and looked at her flushed face, her eyes were misty, and her small mouth was slightly open, like a red cherry waiting to be picked.