The woman lay on the bed, half of her crimson face was deeply buried in the pillow, her greasy white back was full of kiss marks, and a wool blanket was covered with a soft and concave waist, and she suddenly looked like she had been raped.

Gu Mohan's powerful arms were still wrapped around her thin waist, her head buried in her pink neck, there was a gasp for a moment, sniffing the fragrance on her body and waiting for the deadly charm in her body to dissipate.

"Do you still have a condom at home?" he asked, putting his thin, flexible lips against the woman's snow-white earlobe.

Tang Mo'er softly lifted the comb like Yu Jie and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedtable, it was almost ten o'clock now, and she would go home at six o'clock.

An empty box was left on the carpet, and the contents were all gone.

At that time, when she was just an adult, she and Shiyu secretly watched the movie, and the macho man on it was over for almost forty minutes, she didn't know how this man had so much physical energy to spend on her, he didn't feel tired at all, sometimes he just took a posture, and the dark hot and exposed eyes seemed to violate her inside and out.

"No—" Her voice was soft and hoarse, unusually beautiful.

Gu Mohan hugged her and kissed her half of her flushed and hot little face affectionately, "There are a few in the box you bought, I don't have enough." ”

Six, or four, Tang Mo'er didn't know, but she stretched out her soft white hand and pushed the sturdy chest he had pasted, "Mr. Gu, how did you come here without me?"

"When I didn't have you, I took a free-range mode for this thing, and I only fed it once when I remembered it, and now when I meet you, this thing seems to have met its owner, and when I see you, the dragon looks up. ”

“…”

Mr. Gu's meat jokes came over in a set, and she was not his opponent at all, "Mr. Gu, I'm hungry." ”

"What do you want to eat, noodles, I'll make them for you?"

Tang Mo'er pouted, "Is it noodles again?"

Her throat was dry and hoarse, and she didn't want to eat noodles.

Looking at the woman's delicate appearance, Gu Mohan's noble and handsome eyebrows overflowed with a starry smile, her slender fingers clasped her small chin and forced her to raise her head, and her rough thumb rubbed against her red and swollen little mouth, "This little mouth is very difficult to feed, tell me, what do you want to eat, I'll drive to buy it for you." ”

Tang Mo'er then remembered that he seemed to only be able to make noodles, and the next time, she wanted to get up and go to the kitchen to make porridge or something, but this thought was only fleeting, because she was weak.

"I want to eat porridge, sweet red bean porridge. ”

"Anything else?"

Tang Mo'er shook her head.

Gu Mohan loosened her willow waist, covered her with a blanket, and then got up and got out of bed, his tall and long-legged standing beside the bed, his slender fingers picked up the black shirt falling on the carpet, put on trousers, and suddenly turned back into the elegant and noble, cold and ascetic man.

Tang Mo'er glanced at him, she really felt the difference between men and women in physical strength, and at this time, her vision was dark, and the man took the car key and leaned over to kiss her forehead, "Sleep for a while, I'll be back soon." ”

"Mr. Gu, thank you. ”

"No thanks, I like your little mouth tightly, and it can kill people, so I have to give birth to it. ”

Tang Mo'er quickly stretched out her soft white hand to cover his flexible thin lips, "Mr. Gu, don't show off!"

Gu Mohan glanced at her with a good-looking sword eyebrow, and his evil anger penetrated into his bones.

Tang Mo'er buried her little face in the pillow, a little shy not to show him.