The man in front of him suddenly made a move, pulled her into his arms with one hand, pressed her soft body against his chest, and clasped the back of her head with the other hand. He bent down and kissed her, completely blocking her vagina. lip.
Mo Shichen fixed her head in his hands, leaving her no room to struggle or escape. He flexibly pried open her lips and teeth with his tongue, and eroded away all the sweetness of the strawberry flavor in her mouth. The kiss was extremely hard, as if every lick was eager to stir up her nerves.
But this kiss was strangely delicate, as if this man whose strength was out of control was actually very calm, so calm that he would not let go of any inch of territory and would occupy it one by one.
Kissing someone passionately on such an occasion in Paris is not unusual and does not deserve any attention. But even so, perhaps because of their Asian faces, passers-by would still glance at them more or less.
The passionate kiss lasted a minute.
Both short and long.
When Wen Yi was let go by him, she almost gasped with her eyes wide open.
Perhaps her rapid breathing made her emotionally unstable. She couldn't restrain herself. Following the urge to vent, she raised her hand and slapped the man's handsome face.
Mo Shichen's face was tilted a bit by her slap.
The man raised his hand and touched his beaten face, hooked his lips, and then without hesitation, he lowered his head and kissed her again.
This time it was even worse. Besides the badness, it also had an indescribable... erotic flavor.
Wen Yi struggled to free himself, got angry and wanted to bite him.
When Mo Shichen noticed her intention, he withdrew and left her lips. ?But they were only a few centimeters apart, and the warmth of each other's breath was still very clear. He licked his thin lips and sneered, "If you bite me again next time, I will bite you back."
"And there are men like you."
"A man like me?"
"Is your demeanor just an act from the beginning, or are you feeding the dog now?"
Mo Shichen pinched her chin and chuckled, "Look at you, a woman. When you don't have anything to do with men, you talk about equality between men and women. When you bite someone, you show off your manners to men."
She said without thinking, "When I am a man, I am only allowed to bite him and he is not allowed to bite me!"
Mo Shichen looked down at her and smiled sincerely. The gentle smile overflowed from his throat and he softly spat out one word, "Okay," he held her face with his hand, "I accept this reason. ”
Before Wen Yi could react, she was kissed by the man again.
She subconsciously wanted to bite him hard, but her mind suddenly remembered the conversation just now.
[When I am a man, he can only be bitten by me and I am not allowed to bite me!]
[good.]
Her pupils were wide open, but she still couldn't bite her. Although she could actually cheat, she hadn't gotten used to it over the years, so she was kissed in vain.
After a long and deep kiss, Mo Shichen bent his head close to her ear. Every word in his deep voice was clear and crisp, with a strong sense of warning, "Wen Yi, don't let me see or know again, Which man are you eating alone with?"
Hearing his warning, she laughed softly, "But I often talk about cooperation with clients, and then eat together, or talk while eating, there will inevitably be men in there... Just like Muse asked you today."
"I'm too lazy to argue with you," the man was not afraid of being in public. He took advantage of the person who was speaking in her ear to stick out the tip of his tongue and lick her cochlea, which made the woman tremble. He said hoarsely. The cold smile was no longer the gentle tone, "I will deal with you once I find out, specifically for you."
Wen Yi pushed his chest hard before he finished speaking, pushing the unsuspecting man back a few steps.
She shook him off and turned around in a random direction.
Mo Shichen had long legs and long hands. He grabbed her hand from behind in a few steps and scolded her funny, "Which way are you going? Your home is not in that direction."
Wen Yi turned back to glance at him and said calmly, "I don't want to talk to you and I don't want to go home."
Mo Shichen looked at her.
He had always felt that if a woman really had no temper at all and was not willful at all, that would be quite boring, but if a woman really had a childish temper, it would not be as easy to coax as her serious anger.
He reminded her with a half-smile, "Mrs. Mo, don't forget, you said on the phone that you will go back and sleep with me tonight when I find you."
She raised her eyelids and said, "That's already the last thing. You've offended me again. Don't you know it?"
Mo Shichen, “…”
He raised his eyebrows and smiled without warmth or smile, "I thought it was two pieces. I kissed you and you were not allowed to eat alone with other men."
Wen Yi was lukewarm, "You said I'm neither fish nor fowl, don't forget about it?"
She finally changed her style with great effort, leisure and boredom. Before going out, she was very satisfied and in a good mood. She "ran into" Shen Yu, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and was praised -
Shen Yu is different from Mo Shichen. He usually doesn't praise others, but when he does, he doesn't make people feel wet.
This man poured cold water on her head.
Mo Shichen, “…”
Under the streetlight at night, he looked at her again.
In fact, he didn't need to look at her again. His eyes lit up when he first saw her. He was used to seeing the cold and meticulous Wen Yi. Occasionally he saw her putting effort into dressing up, casual yet fashionable, and with a little girly look. Delicate, fresh and unique.
More importantly, she looks three years younger than she does in the company.
Wen Yi said he was thick-skinned, and he was indeed conceited, but no matter how pretentious he was, he couldn't possibly understand that her dress was for him.
But think about it, it might be for other men to see—
That would be very eyesore.
Although rationally he felt that it was impossible for Wen Yi to dress up before going out, and so did the man named Shen, but no matter how clear his mind was, he could not suppress all the emotions that emerged. .
No matter how he looked at it, he still found it annoying.
Men sometimes never understand that women dress up for their own pleasure and have nothing to do with them.
He stared at her condescendingly for a while. Half of the man's face was hidden in the shadows, making his whole face look less realistic but more mysterious and sexy. "When you were with me, If I don’t buy it for you, you’ll wear a pair of underwear that even an aunt would wear without any inconvenience, and you’ll know how to take care of yourself when you’re having dinner with a man who comes out of nowhere, and you still expect me to say you’re good-looking?”
"You can shut up and not judge."