The man's hand was on her waist, and even the person pressed half of her body, and the handsome face was on her neck.

The moment Mo Bei woke up, his entire back was stiff.

It's so close, it's not even a crevice.

Mo Bei was wearing a shirt, but he couldn't resist the heat of the man.

The man's breath hit her behind her ears almost entirely.

It was so hot that Mo Bei subconsciously wanted to push people away.

Such a scenario.

Even if Mo Bei has not experienced it, it is not completely ignorant.

He thought he was thinking of her as someone in his dreams.

Before she could do it, he held her wrist down.

The body temperature is a little high.

The thin lips attached to her neck were more like a burning fire, a little open, and when he was burned, it was like an electric shock, which made Mo Bei tremble.

At this time, the shirt on Mo Bei's body had already been torn open by his other hand, and it was pulled to the side, revealing most of his delicate collarbone.

Mo Bei's eyes shrank suddenly, and he wanted to stop his movements. 、

But because of the dream, he was surprisingly strong.

Half propped up on her body, with long legs bent at the knees, forcibly imprisoning her.

He even got between her legs.

His free hand had changed direction, and his bony fingers reached out from her waist into her white shirt.

Mobei had never experienced any of this.

It was dark, like the last time he pressed her against the door.

But he was still dreaming about something, sexy and confused, and there was a red tide on his cheeks: "Give me..."

Some things seem to be self-taught.

The thin quilt that the two people were originally covering slid to one side at this time.

Mo Bei was more and more irresistible when Feng Nai's movements became more and more irresistible.

But I saw that he seemed to open his eyes, and her face was reflected in them.

Suddenly, I saw him smiling, hooking the soul's arc, and when he was closer, there was a faint low magnetism: "Why is it so different today." ”

Even the breath and temperature are different.

He couldn't help but not want to wake up at all.

The contact under his fingers gave him unprecedented stimulation.

Just lowered his head like that, and once again imprinted his thin lips on Mo Bei's neck.

Only this time, it's no longer a simple slide.

It was a stormy kiss, and even a slight sense of pain.

But it was the negligible pain that made Mo Bei's brain stop for half a beat at that moment, and his whole body was numb, and most of his strength disappeared.

She looked at the ceiling, her pupils shrunk, and her whole person seemed to be floating in mid-air, the only thing she could feel was that the fatal numbness he brought was as if it was bitten by a vampire noble.

It's not painful, it's a physically addictive feeling.

If it weren't for the hand that had reached into her shirt, it would have been touching the white cloth of her corset.

Those cold and pale eyes are estimated to continue to sink with Feng Nai's movements.

But just as he was about to rip off the buttons on her chest.

Mo Beitu sat up, and even his wrist was suppressed, his breath was still a little unstable, but his tone was very cold: "Captain, you'd better be sober and see who I am." ”

Feng Nai's half-asleep state changed at this time.

When the body temperature is too high, it will also make the mind do whatever it wants.

Thorough sobriety is due to the coldness in someone's voice...