Chapter 408: This Overlord's Painting Style Is Wrong (40)

Slightly stunned, Mo Bai's expression was a little confused.

But soon he came to his senses.

This time, a very noticeable flush rose on his face.

The face was fair and delicate, and the crimson color that emerged made him look like a colored Jiayu, his lips were pursed lightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his pupils shrank as the smile on Mo Jiuhua's face deepened.

Seeing this, Mo Jiuhua's red lips raised, the color in his eyes deepened a little, and after a while, he chuckled, and then slowly bent over, his hands on the handle, his eyes were full of smiles, "My boyfriend, it's really easy to make people ...... This. ”

As she spoke, she stretched out a hand and placed it lightly on his waist, and then the two fingers slowly went up like two little people walking.

Eventually, her hand rested on his crimson-dyed beauty.

Wrapping around again, her hand reached the back of his neck and gently swung upward.

The beautiful white pupils dilated, and in the eyes, her face slowly approached her, and finally, it was close at hand.

His hands at his sides slammed into his hands, and his clothes were clenched tightly by him.

"Hmm......"

The warmth of each other is transmitted to each other through touch, and a gentle game unfolds.

Mo Jiuhua wrapped his arms around his neck and gradually deepened the kiss.

The frequency of the rise and fall of the white chest was a little faster.

"Hmm......"

The wind blew softer, and Mo Bai couldn't control his body even more.

When she came back to her senses, Mo Bai wanted to push her in a little panic, but she restrained her hand that was pushing at a loss.

Mo Bai only felt that the temperature on his lips was even hotter, and even his body was ......

“…… Don't ...... anymore."

finally had a little breathing space, and Mo Bai hurriedly took the opportunity to stop it, but the voice was dumb, and his tone was even more panicked.

He knew that if he continued, he would lose control.

Sensing his change, Mo Jiuhua laughed happily, but it made the man's body stiffer, and his face was full of shame.

Mo Jiuhua lowered his head again, and gave him one last blow in a hurry, and then got up to leave him.

Mo Bai, who was still lying on the chaise longue, was kissed until he was soft, and he was panting slightly.

Seeing this, Mo Jiuhua bent down slightly and stretched out a hand to him.

“……”

After calming himself for a moment, Mo Bai raised his hand to grab her hand, and then forced.

Mo Jiuhua grabbed the hand he handed to him, clenched it tightly, and let him stand up.

It's just that I'm probably really tired, Mo Bai was pulled by her and leaned directly on her.

Although he was taller than Mo Jiuhua, he was weaker than her.

Mo Jiuhua hugged him with one hand, and held his hand hanging on one side with the other hand and rubbed it gently.

The red lips hooked, and she said meaningfully: "It's just that you ...... like this Wait until we get married, wedding night, you ...... All right? ”

Mo Bai's whole person froze, and even the breath that was originally slightly panting seemed to be paused at this moment.

Suddenly, he pushed her away, his chest still visibly heaving, but his eyes were fixed on her.

Just when Mo Jiuhua thought that he was going to be angry or ashamed, he slowly lowered his eyes, and his trembling eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his eyelids.

For a moment, his thin lips opened lightly, and his tone was low, sounding extremely indifferent and inexplicably pitiful.

“…… My physical condition is really not suitable for too strenuous exercise, so we need to ......"