Chi Huan looked at him, "..."
She accepted this explanation. After all, she had some understanding of his way of thinking.
She was in a better mood, and there was still some subtle sweetness, but she still couldn't help but mutter, "For things like gifts, you should first look at the person who gives the gift, and then look at the gift itself."
Mo Shiqian raised his eyebrows, "Can you women's aesthetics and preferences be transferred subjectively?"
"That's right."
He just wanted to pick someone she liked, so he specifically asked Song Shu, because Song Shu was also the daughter of a big family and a woman, so it was easier for her to choose the one she liked.
But she thinks who chooses is more important.
wonderful.
There was a faint smile in his eyes. He looked at her bulging cheeks and looked very soft. He lowered his head and kissed her. He said hoarsely, "Okay, I'll choose it myself next time."
As he kissed her, his hands became irregular.
Chi Huan didn't stop him from stretching his hands into his nightgown. He circled his neck and said softly, "Next time, don't ask other women how to please me. Just ask me directly."
She will teach her man herself.
She felt...well, maybe he could still be saved.
Mo Shiqian stared at her crimson face and hummed.
His eyes were so dark and so dark that Chi Huan felt a little panicked, as if he was playing a drum. She pouted and complained, "I burned my hands trying to cook for you, but you didn't eat a bite. "
As she spoke, she showed off her fingers.
I put a band-aid on the cut and some ointment I bought earlier on the burn.
Mo Shiqian looked at her, then at her fingers, frowned, took her fingers, put them to his lips, kissed them, and asked in a low voice, "Then how do you want to compensate?"
Chi Huan felt that his fingers were softened by his kiss, and she pursed her lips and said, "Then you come back early tomorrow and make me a table of dishes by yourself."
Since moving here, he has never cooked again.
"good."
"have time?"
"have."
She glanced at him and said, "Who knows if something will happen to you temporarily. Anyway, you promised me. If you miss the promise again, you will pay double the amount."
He smiled and said, "Okay."
Chi Huan thought for a while, squinted his eyes and said, "Also, don't tell that Manager Song that you are coming back to cook for me... Well, don't tell her what happened between us. If she wants to ask, just ask Said that I was busy, still angry with you, and didn’t want to talk to you... other women did the same."
Mo Shiqian raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice with a smile, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
He rarely mentioned his personal affairs to others, and this time he only mentioned it to Song Shu because of the gift.
Chi Huan was satisfied, hugged his neck and yawned, "Okay, go back to sleep."
"It's pretty good here too."
She was a little sleepy and couldn't react for a moment, "What's good?"
The man's arms were wrapped around her waist, and he lowered his head to her ears. After kissing for a while, he took her into his mouth and said, "Change the place."
Chi Huan, "..."
She put her hand on his chest, "It's very late now, I'm so sleepy."
"I want," he said simply and straightforwardly, like a request and an order, with a bewitching flavor, his voice became lower and hoarse, "Give me, you have been resting for a long time. ,Um?"
There is no such thing as a long time, just a few nights.
But it's true that there has never been such a long break... ahem.
She pursed her lips and said, "Who told you not to go back to bed early? You didn't read a book, and now you are done and going to bed."
Just because he said his food was tasteless, he got angry.
Mo Shiqian, “…”
She was full of dislike for him at that time, could she let him do it
Even if he did, I might still hate him even more.
Thinking of this, another layer of gloom fell in his heart, and he was a little uncontrollably irritable. Although she took the initiative to come to him and seemed to still love him, this still could not completely relieve the gloom.
With this secret emotion, the man's kisses and movements were inevitably a little eager and rough, all vented on his invasion of her.
Although his usual style was not gentle, Chi Huan still couldn't resist, "Mo Shiqian... be gentle."
He lowered his head to kiss her, humming vaguely, but showed no signs of slowing down.
She added, "Go back to the bedroom..."
He entangled her in a kiss and laughed hoarsely, "You were in the study last time, wasn't it great, huh?"
Chi Huan, "..."
She bit her lip, looked at him with clear eyes, and said with a half-coquettish tone, "But the desk is cold and hard... It's very cold now, and I don't like it."
Maybe it was because she hadn't acted coquettishly to him like this for a long time. Mo Shiqian felt extremely soft in his heart, but the desire that was just jumping up at first immediately grew to the extreme and was so hard that it hurt.
Chi Huan saw his extremely dark and intense eyes, looking like a wild beast when he stared at her.
And it's a beast ready to go.
He pinched her chin and kissed her deeper. After all the oxygen was taken away by him, he vaguely heard him whispering hoarsely in her ear, "Then you sit on me, don't you?" It’s not cold anymore.”
It was true that there had been no intimacy for a short period of time, so that Chi Huan felt strange and exciting, not to mention it was still in such a place and such a posture...
Mo Shiqian has been hungry for a long time, and it is obvious that he cannot be fed at once.
Chi Huan was carried back to the bedroom by him. From the look on his face, she knew that he wanted to come again. She hurriedly rolled back and met his extremely dark eyes. She even stuttered for a moment, " Hugh... take a rest for a while... "
Before she could finish her words, he clasped her slender ankles and dragged her back again. Before she could react, he stepped forward, taking advantage of the previous wetness, and sank in again.
He held her face as big as a palm, her hair was messy, her face was so red, she was so charming that it seemed like water could drip from her face, and her soft moans overflowed her red lips intermittently, as if she was enjoying it, but also as if she was being tortured in pain, and he clenched it hard with his fingers. Wearing the sheets underneath.
The man bent down and kissed her sweaty little face, kissing her harder every time. His voice was tight, calm, hoarse, and blurred because his thin lips were close to her skin, "Are you comfortable?"
"Uh-huh."
She actually couldn't quite tell what he was talking about.
"Am I smelly or tasteless, huh?"
He hit him so hard that Chi Huan's mind went blank. He didn't know what he was talking about and couldn't answer his questions.
Mo Shiqian patiently asked hoarsely again, "Let me ask you, does it taste delicious or tasteless to me?"
Maybe because he asked it twice, she roughly pieced together his question.
He opened his eyes slightly and looked at the handsome face above with a blurry vision. His eyes were still like the deep sea, but they were not as calm as before, but rather choppy.
When he stared at her, he even seemed to be straight, without even blinking.