"Qiao Mohan, you are so insane!" Su Qing didn't bother to talk nonsense with this man at all.

But as soon as she touched Qiao Mohan, his little hand was held by him.

"Heh, Su Qing - since you brought me here, why pretend to be high. You woman really don't ...... clean up."

After speaking, Qiao Mohan sneered, and the corners of his evil lips hooked up a cold arc.

In the next second, he suddenly pulled Su Qing over, closed the door with one hand, and pressed her to the big sofa in the living room.

This high-end apartment is small in size, and there is a sofa on the right side of the door against the wall.

Su Qing didn't have time to react at all, so she was pushed down on the sofa by Qiao Mohan!

The tall and majestic body of the man pressed Su Qing firmly, Su Qing was only wearing a set of pajamas, the texture of silk,.

Qiao Mohan's right hand easily drilled into the hem of his pajamas, and went up along Su Qing's soft waist-

"Hiss......" At this moment, a muffled sound overflowed from Qiao Mohan's mouth.

The forearm of his left hand that was clasped on Su Qingxiang's shoulder was bitten hard by Su Qing without restraint.

The woman's red lips were slightly open, revealing white teeth.

Su Qing tilted her head, and she didn't let go of her mouth when she wanted to take a bite on Qiao Mohan's wheat-colored forearm.

And her watery apricot eyes stared at Qiao Mohan's handsome face that she had loved and resented deeply.

Those apricot eyes seemed to be indictment—with deep hatred.

I don't know why, just catching a glimpse of the hatred in Su Qing's eyes, Qiao Mohan's heart rubbed and ignited a bigger fire.

He didn't like this woman and looked at him like that.

.

Even for no reason, he could hardly care about this woman's seduction of his mind, and her deep scheming - Qiao Mohan only wanted her to surrender to him.

Just like those other women who want to get on the top and want to climb the bed - they just need to stay by his side obediently, like a golden cat that has been raised.

"Loosen your mouth." Qiao Mohan didn't cry out in pain, but just warned Su Qing with a calm face.

But the woman bit his arm but didn't move, just looked at him coldly.

The look in his eyes was like saying, 'If you don't let go, I won't let go.'"

Qiao Mohan's right hand was still covered with her soft cotton.

If he didn't take it away, Su Qing wouldn't let go of anything.

Seeing Su Qing's stubbornness, Qiao Mohan stopped saying any more nonsense.

His face was gloomy, a dark glint flashed in his phoenix eyes, and his right hand began to move again.

Qiao Mohan's big hand easily touched Su Qing's back, put it behind her underwear, and gestured to unbutton her underwear.

Su Qing trembled with fright, the strength on her mouth increased, and the teeth sank deep into the man's arm muscles, leaving not only gums, but even red blood spilling from the corners of her mouth.

But Qiao Mohan didn't stop moving.

The sword eyebrows that flew obliquely into the sideburns were deeply twisted, snap-

The underwear button is unfastened.

Qiao Mohan's big hand lifted the last layer of restraint, and then went down to tear off Su Qing's pajama pants.

Su Qing was already trembling with anger.

At this moment, she was already clearly aware that she no longer had the strength to stop Qiao Mohan's forced attack under the rage.

Even if her teeth were already deep in his muscles.

Nor could it shake his further moves at all.

But no, don't...... Don't want ......

She didn't want to be forced by Qiao Mohan in this way at all......

Su Qing finally let go of her mouth, and blood slid down the corners of her lips.

She rested her hands on Qiao Mohan's powerful chest, and she couldn't use any of the skills that she could usually compete with men.

Qiao Mohan's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty darkness, and he did not slow down his movements because of Su Qing's refusal.

He's going to come to the real thing, he's really going to be strong on himself!

At this moment, Su Qing clearly felt Qiao Mohan's madness.

She couldn't help but yell: "Qiao Mohan, you madman, you let me go-"

"Aunt Su Qing...... Aunt Su Qing...... Woowoo...... Aunt Su Qing...... Where are you? ”

Suddenly, the cry belonging to the little girl came from the bedroom, completely blocking Qiao Mohan's last movements.

[Update completed, see you tomorrow night at 6 o'clock~]