He didn't give her much time to think.

It can also be said that some things have exceeded Mobei's expectations.

So when her mind was clear.

He had already come out of the bathroom.

He also has the purity unique to his age.

Mo Bei's eyelashes moved.

The hand on his forehead was clenched slightly.

What he likes is "her" now.

"She" in men's clothes?

She hadn't cared about it before.

But now, when Mo Beibian looked over, he could see Feng Nai's appearance after taking a shower, with a smooth upper body, wearing only a pair of black trousers, and when the broken hair was beaten down, the ends of the hair were still dripping.

That handsome face, as it approached, was foggy.

He wiped his hair with one hand, and stretched out the other hand, just one knee and half down, lifting her chin, lowering his eyes and kissing again, and his voice was very magnetic: "The wine is completely up?" ”

At this point, Mo Bei had no choice but to continue to pretend to be drunk and did not speak.

Feng Nai seemed to smile, put the towel on one side, stood up straight, and reached out to extinguish the wall lamp on one side.

What Mo Bei could perceive was that his person went to bed, and the smell of fresh shower gel and the moisture at the ends of his hair seemed to be able to drown out his entire senses.

Feng Nai looked at the side face of the man, his eyes fell on her pale neck again, and when he hugged her from behind, he couldn't help but bite down again.

Mo Bei's body trembled, and his arm blocked his eyes.

Feng Nai seemed to like her natural reaction after getting drunk, and smiled in her ear: "It seems that tomorrow I will have to explain why you have these marks on your neck." ”

So the red on her collarbone last time was not her illusion, it was him, Mo Bei hadn't raised his eyes yet.

He had already tugged so hard that her entire back was pressed against his chest.

The two of them were too close, and Mo Bei, who was close, could clearly feel the heat on her waist.

Mo Bei's cold eyes moved.

Didn't he just solve it.

Why so fast, again... Mo Bei twisted his eyebrows lightly, like a cold jade, but he couldn't ignore the heat from him like before.

It's not just because I simply think he's good-looking.

Rather, even with a heart, he can't be as calm as before.

He even knew her body better than he did, and knew how to make her lose the strength of her fingertips.

Under a quilt, two people were covered.

The green body can't be resisted by anyone.

Almost the entire first half of the night, what Mo Bei could feel was the sound of his accented breathing, as well as the heat brought by his fingertips and the slight friction on his lower back.

I don't know how long it took to do this.

The numbness has never stopped.

Until through her clothes, Mo Bei felt that something was wet, sticking to her lower back, burning very hot.

He buried his face in her neck, calming the pounding heartbeat.

Mo Bei never knew that boys could be solved in this way.

In the night, she looked at him.

That noble and handsome face, with a sex appeal that has never been withdrawn, has always been pale eyes that seem to be very deep, obviously she is the one who has been done badly, but he looks more like the royal prince who was despised by a girl in ancient times, high up and because of that deep, it is inexplicable for those who watch.

In this case, I am afraid that he is the only one who can make people feel the beauty of evil.

Suddenly.

He smiled, raised his hand and bit his forearm: "I have the same traces as you, and I will have a statement tomorrow." ”