He really never knew that this woman could smoke.
She made a reminiscence, her tone still not caring, "It was probably... more than half a year after your plane crash."
"reason?"
"This also requires a reason, so why do you smoke?"
"Men don't need a reason to smoke. They learn it naturally when they are teenagers."
"Is it mandatory for women to smoke?"
"Don't go round and round with me, tell me."
She shrugged, "I can't remember clearly. I probably just became a widow at that time. The company was not very stable at that time. There was a dual pressure of love and work. I learned it naturally by chance."
His frown showed no sign of relief, "I've never seen you twitch."
"I quit smoking early. My mother is a traditional woman and doesn't like girls smoking. She always thinks about it, so I stopped smoking."
Moreover, she was not addicted at that time. She just felt lonely and anxious and needed a channel to relieve herself. Smoking was inherently harmless. Although it had no actual effect, it did not cause much harm.
"Then why are you smoking again now?"
Wen Yi looked at his handsome but too cold face, tilted her head and smiled, "I just smoked half a cigarette, you threw mine away and I didn't say anything, you still keep asking me questions?"
He looked at her silently for a long time, then pulled his lips and said in a low voice, "I thought you were annoying me, so I smoked."
She laughed even harder, "I keep saying I'm annoying you, but don't you just ignore me?"
The man pursed his thin lips tightly and said calmly, "Just get angry at me if you bother me. Don't be sulky with yourself."
In fact, he doesn't have a strong addiction to smoking. Although he smokes occasionally, he knows the feeling of smoking when he is irritable.
She could annoy him, annoy him, even hate him, but he still didn't want to bring this feeling to her.
Wen Yi looked at her, with a faint smile on her face that seemed real but also ethereal, and her eyes looked at him without evading him.
What else can you do if you don't kiss at this time
Mo Shichen lowered his head and was about to kiss her lips.
She remained motionless, not even moving her eyes.
A piece of paper away, he stopped, and only his breath seemed to be entwined with each other.
The next second, he picked her up and turned around to go to the bathroom. "It's very late. I have to go to work tomorrow morning. You should also go to bed early..."
This seemed to be the first time that he was interrupted by a woman's kiss while speaking. He had always done this in the past.
Mo Shichen instinctively stopped and looked down at the woman who was kissing him so close.
She was held in his arms, and she wrapped her hands around his neck, and then took the initiative to kiss him.
At first, it was just lips touching lips. She was not clumsy in love affairs. The tip of her tongue lightly traced the shape of his lips, slowly, as slowly as if she was teasing.
Unexpectedly, after the man came to his senses, he did not immediately return the favor and kiss her deeply. Instead, he allowed her to do what she wanted, and continued the pace where he had stopped, walking to the bedside.
Wen Yi was placed on her chest and pressed down by him. The kiss was broken, but their lips were still touching each other, and their breathing became deeper and more chaotic.
The man's voice was hoarse, "You're seducing me, that's right, right?"
"Probably."
"In my place, unless I don't want it anymore, there's nothing to break up with."
"Stop being so sentimental. Even if I disappear from your world tomorrow, there will be no breakup between you and me."
They weren't together at all.
Mo Shichen lowered his eyes and stared at the face beneath him for a moment. He didn't move for a while, and said in a low voice, "You suddenly became active. Why do I feel that such a good thing is not happening?"
“…”
Was he too perceptive, or was he really so rejected that he became so accustomed to her rejection that he was no longer used to her accepting him
Wen Yi looked at him, "...you are still complaining after this, Mo Shichen, are you still not a man anymore?"
“…”
fuck.
Mo Shichen only had these four letters and one word in his mind, and then without any hesitation, he pulled off his bath towel and pulled off the last layer of fabric from her shirt, then straightened up and broke into her softness -
He had already reacted when she kissed him.
Not to mention that she was lying under him and provoking him with words.
Wen Yiqing's reaction was not as fast as his, and she couldn't adapt to the sudden entrance. She opened her lips and a low cry rushed out of her throat. Her fingertips dug into his arm, and she cursed bitterly. Said, "Mo Shichen, you..."
He lowered his head and bit her sensitive ear. After moving it vigorously and maliciously for a few times, he asked hoarsely, "Is Momo enough to be a man now?"
“…”
"I've never seen a man as petty as you!"
She just said something to him, and he just walked right in without any foreplay, you bastard!
The comfort he had not experienced for so long made his scalp numb and his whole nerves became excited. He narrowed his eyes and asked in a threatening tone, "Who are you calling young?"
“…”
Crazy, she said he was small but she didn't say he was small.
This damn man, if you give him some sunshine, he will shine brightly in seconds.
Wen Yi didn't answer. Mo Shichen was not willing to give up easily. He didn't even pay attention to his skills. He just hit her hard and hit her hard. His hoarse voice could make her cry. "Baby, let me ask you, who do you think is younger? How many have you seen?" man?"
Her eyes were half-closed, and her fingers were grabbing the fabric underneath her. She didn't know whether it was the shirt she was wearing or the sheets underneath her. "You... don't use so much force... okay?"
The man lowered his head and kissed her jawline, attacking all the way to her ears. He first licked her auricles, and then inserted the tip of his tongue into her ears, "I'm afraid that if I'm too weak, you'll say I'm not a man enough." , and misunderstood that I was young."
“…”
The sensitive spots were being pounded intensively, and the sensitive ears were also teased. The man on her body quickly dragged her into lust in a short period of time, affecting her nerves and making her unable to control herself. All the nerves in the body seemed to be stretched straight, and even the toes were severely stretched.
Half of her consciousness was taken away, and she unconsciously wrapped her arms around him, accusing him intermittently, "Mo Shichen... you said you like me, love me, and be nice to me, but in fact you have been bullying me."
The man breathed and whispered while kissing her ear, "How do you want me to treat you well? You tell me."
"You... slow down."
"no."
“…”
This scumbag can be slapped in the face every minute without pain.
"fraud!"
"Baby," he smiled softly, his voice seemed to be wet, "I know better than you how to make you feel good."