Peach folded her fingers, counting the troubles left by Shen Mochen on her in the same way, and at the end, she leaned down, staring at Shen Mochen's dark and deep eyes with her big moist eyes, and said word by word, "This revenge is not a gentleman!" ”

"Really?" Shen Mochen's back was pillowed on the soft quilt, one hand was playing with her fingertips around the green silk that fell on her chest, her jade-like eyes looked directly at the peach's moist eyes, and asked softly, "Then how do you want to take revenge for this?" ”

"Nature is to treat others the way they do!" Momoko pouted with a ruddy little mouth and looked at him with a puffed look.

The temperature in the room was refreshing, Shen Mochen was pressed down on the bed by her, revealing a fair and slender neck, the fragrance that had just been bathed faintly emanated from his fair skin, and the raised Adam's apple slid slightly on his smooth neck.

"Huh? When did you get an Adam's apple? Momoko's curious little hand gently stroked his slightly trembling Adam's apple, which was a little hard to the touch, and the tentacles were the warmth of his skin.

"I haven't paid attention to ......" Shen Mochen's voice was slightly hoarse, his eyes deepened, and he was about to continue to say something, when suddenly a warm touch came from his neck.

For a moment, it seemed as if a strong electric current struck his whole body, and the faint girlish fragrance of Momoko's body lingered in his nose, her long silky hair half scattered on his chest, half slid down his neck, and her warm little tongue was gently sucking on his bulging Adam's apple.

"What are you doing...... Shen Mochen's voice trembled a little, and with an indescribable bewitchment, he asked with difficulty.

"Revenge." These words came out vaguely from between Momoko's lips and teeth, and a ruddy little mouth slowly moved down his slender and elegant neck, and the lip flap fell, and you could feel the thin veins under the skin beating with life.

Avenge?

Is this revenge or temptation?

Shen Mochen was about to reach out and push away the peach that was pressing on him, but as soon as he moved, he was seen by the peach, and a pair of slender little arms pressed his shoulders tightly, making him unable to move, and then finally his red lips opened and gnawed on Shen Mochen's white neck intently.

There was a warm, soft touch on his neck, mixed with a slight pain, which made him shudder slightly, and at this moment, he finally understood what it meant for Momoko to treat others the way they did.

Just kidding, he doesn't have Peach's long hair to hide the marks on his neck.

When Shen Mochen's mind was about to disarm and surrender, it instantly sobered up, and the slightly smoked lust in those inky jade-like eyes also faded in an instant.

"Peaches ......," he called out in a hoarse voice, struggling to push Peaches away from him, and although his mind was clear, he still couldn't resist his body's natural reaction.

Sensing his intentions, Peach simply sat directly on Shen Mochen's lower abdomen, two slender little arms desperately pressed his shoulders to prevent him from getting up, but a small mouth continued to suck and bite on his smooth skin unceremoniously.

Shen Mochen has always boasted that his self-control is very good, but in the face of Peach's disorderly attack, his just sober mind gradually became confused, and all his self-control turned into the gentle drizzle outside the window, and he was abandoned outside the clouds in a blink of an eye.