Chapter 949: The Rock Has No Transfer, Pu Wei Is as Tough as Silk
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Mo Heng rubbed for a long time, then he opened the distance slightly, looked at the person who was pressed under him, and said casually:
"Because, I just woke up!"
Yan Nuo silently and long in his heart, exhaled a long breath, and then said:
"You just break into my room casually, and sleep on my bed with a stinky and shameless face, do you want to be so casual?"
When Mo Heng heard this, his brows frowned slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised a shallow smile as if he were nothing:
"Here, it's your room, it's your bed, and even I'm yours."
Yan Nuo was speechless for a moment.
After a moment of relaxation, he continued:
"Hurry up and get me up, I don't feel my hands and feet."
"Then I'll give you a rub."
Almost as soon as Yan Nuo's words fell, Mo Heng turned sideways, and carefully kneaded her hands and legs for Yan Nuo, and by the way, rubbed the oil!!
"You ......"
Yan Nuo felt sad again, and before he could start complaining, Mo Heng's tone with a little emotion drifted into Yan Nuo's ears:
"Last night, you clamped someone's waist very hard, very hard, and my back still hurts......
Yan Nuo: "......"
Mo Heng is a Buddha with a thousand faces, anytime, anywhere, all the time, all according to his mood, sometimes violent, sometimes cute, sometimes helpless, but the only thing that remains unchanged is his face that confuses all beings!
Yan Nuo frowned, and when he said that he caught him last night, it seemed that there was indeed such a thing......
Mo Heng inexplicably arrived at his room, his face was gloomy, as if he had been hit hard, and then ...... He wanted to hug him himself, and he hugged himself......
Later, it seems, he fell asleep for no reason.
Wake up again, and it's now.
Yan Nuo, who was finishing thinking about it, suddenly felt a pain in his forehead, and when he came back to his senses, he met Mo Heng, who was close to him, his eyes were like water waves, glowing with blue light, extremely bewildering.
Mo Heng's slender and good-looking fingers were still on Yan Nuo's forehead, rubbing them gently.
Under my eyes, I am full of love!
He seems to have forgotten his hesitant appearance last night, and now he has become evil and enchanting, strong and domineering.
"Little thing, look at me fascinated?"
Mo Heng smiled lightly, seducing his soul.
Yan Nuo raised his eyebrows, yes, this guy said such narcissistic words, but it didn't sound too much, but it was very correct.
"Well, you're beautiful."
Yan Nuo pursed his lips and moved his already conscious legs, saying yes.
It is also a fact.
Mo Heng's red lips hooked, "It's good if you like it, then, do you like it?" โ
When the words fell, his eyes locked on Yan Nuo under him without blinking, and his fingers were idle and bored, so he played with her long hair, "Be honest." โ
Yan Nuo swallowed his saliva, in such a posture, and still in bed, it was really embarrassing to be pressed by a man to ask questions about whether he liked it or not.
After a pause, Yan Nuo also stared at the man in front of her who had softened her heart, perhaps, she could choose to try it......
"The rock has no transfer, and the pu weft is as tough as silk."
Yan Nuo whispered.
Mo Heng was obviously stunned after Yan Nuo's words, and his body froze obviously.
After a while, Mo Heng's thin lips opened slightly, and his voice trembled a little:
"No, No, what did you just say......?"
Yan Nuo pursed his lips and squinted at him, "Good things are only said once." โ
"Hehe......"
Mo Heng straightened his arms, propped himself on the sides of Yan Nuo's head, and looked at her deeply, "Okay, okay, Nuo'er, don't worry, the rock will definitely not shift." โ
Lowering his head, Mo Heng aimed at Yan Nuo's lips and was about to kiss him, when there was a knock on the door with a knock of "knock knock knock"!