Chapter 194: Are these techniques practiced?

Both of them were talking along the way. Xiaomi warned himself over and over again not to take his words to heart, be happy and happy!

Soon the car arrived at the Cheng family villa. Cheng Mohan parked the car in the garage and said coldly to Xiaomi: "Go upstairs!"

"Which room should I go to?"

"What do you think?" he turned around and asked evilly.

Xiaomi glared at him angrily and said, "I don't know, this is your home. In short, I don't sleep with the bed Mo Jinghan has slept with!"

Cheng Mohan didn't expect that she would mind this and said indifferently: "Then go to sleep in my room!"

Xiaomi ignored him. She knew that the room he was talking about was the room he had not married before, not their wedding room. Xiaomi walked around the process, Mohan walked straight to the room he had lived in before.

Cheng Mohan looked at her expressionless face and felt really unhappy. Why did she feel like she kept him?

Xiaomi returned to Cheng Mohan's room and looked at it. The big bed was covered with high-end gray-white sheets of paper. Next to the bed was a simple and luxurious table with European-style desk lamps on it and a table next to the wall.

The cabinets with chairs are all in the end, this room looks low-key, luxurious and ostentatious.

Xiaomi consciously opened Cheng Mohan's wardrobe, took a set of wide shirt, and went straight into the bathroom. When Cheng Mohan came in, he looked at the empty room with an ambiguous sound of running water.

After a while, the sound of water stopped and a buzzing hurricane sounded. Cheng Mohan knew that she had finished washing and was blowing her hair.

Cheng Mohan took off his coat, and casually placed the clothes on the sofa, leaning comfortably on the bedside table, and tapping rhythmically on the head of the bed, as if waiting for a while to enjoy it.

When Xiaomi came out of the bathroom, she saw a man posing in a comfortable and chic position. Her narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a smirk was on the corner of her mouth, as if she was waiting for the prey to come to her door.

After leaving the bath, Xiaomi was not as beautiful as a mortal. Her half-dry hair was casually draped behind her, and her wide shirt was put on her body. She deliberately unbuttoned two of the buttons. The ravines of the snow peak walked with her.

The twisting movement is more attractive, with fair and slender legs

Under the shirt that had just passed the buttocks, it made people unable to take their eyes off. This casual beauty with depravity made Cheng Mohan unable to stop just one glance, and he wanted to tear her apart immediately and rub her into his body!

Xiaomi knew that he was waiting for her to take the initiative, and she didn't plan to show her shyness tonight. Since she wanted to get pregnant as soon as possible, what's the difficulty of seducing her actively!

The reason why she dressed like this is to recall what Sister Sha taught her on the island at that time. Men like women to be looming, women to be full of **, and most...

Sometimes she thought bitterly. It turned out that the things she didn't want to learn in Island Mountain now seemed to be useless. She looked at the thick ** in Cheng Mohan's eyes and knew that at least it worked for him...

..

I saw Xiaomi walking to Cheng Mohan with charming eyes, gently straddling his legs, hooking his hands on his neck, and gently drawing circles behind his strong neck, making her angry

He said, "Are you satisfied with my outfit tonight?"

Cheng Mohan still maintained that cool move without changing and said sarcastically: "I'm still impressed!"

Xiaomi smiled slightly and asked charmingly: "How do I want me to serve you tonight?"

"Do you usually ask customers to teach you how to do it?" He frivolously raised Xiaomi's chin and asked evilly.

"No need!" She endured the pain in her heart and replied with a smile. Did he insist on saying it was so ugly? She only had him the only man in her life, so there were no customers!

But it doesn't matter. He doesn't believe her explanation, and there is no need to explain it if she doesn't want to explain it.

"Then let's start!" Cheng Mohan said disdainfully.

"Okay!" She nodded obediently.

She slowly lowered her head, kissed his thin lips, then her throat, and then her collarbone. Then Xiaomi unbuttoned its shirt one by one with her teeth, peeled off her clothes, and kissed him all over.

Upper body.

Xiaomi's lips returned to the two red beans, and continued to tease with the tip of her tongue, one or two circles, and gently scratched and bit her teeth. She could feel Cheng Mohan's body occasionally tremble slightly.

Cheng Mohan looked down at her skillful movements, her breathing gradually became rapid, her eyes were covered with **, but she was more angry. She was so skilled at serving men. Not only could she clearly know where the man's sensitivity was, but she also

Can be very

It is easy to tease a man's **, but if she says she hasn't trained before, he won't believe it at all.

But when he thought of this, the anger in his heart became even stronger. She had practiced it? Who had she practiced it with? Mo Jingran? A novice? Or a man who has won many high-priced ones?

Cheng Mohan suppressed the anger and anger in his body and said contemptuously: "Is this the only skill? It's just that. It's so expensive. I won't serve you well. Be careful not to give me money!"

Xiaomi looked up with charming eyes, and met his cold eyes. She didn't care at all. She said coquettishly: "Master? This title is good!"

"Haha! What's the matter in a hurry? I haven't officially started yet!" Xiaomi gave him a name that men like the most, and after saying that, she blinked at him.

She looked at Cheng Mohan and said something else, stretched out a green onion finger, gently placed it in front of his thin lips, and said charmingly: "Don't talk first, just let me come!"

As she said that, her slender and cold index fingers were slightly downward, slashing through her sexy throat, reaching her solid chest muscles, and then to her hard belly, continuing downward...

Slowly untied the belt, held the faucet that had been raised high through the underwear, slowly stroked it, picked out the underwear, looked at the teardrops oozing out of the faucet, and smiled charmingly at the man who was breathing rapidly, and then

Put your head down and hold it in...

"Um... um..." Cheng Mohan hummed comfortably, feeling that he was surrounded by this warmth, and he felt an unprecedented pleasure. Gradually, he could no longer bear it.

, pressed Xiaomi's head with both hands, and her waist began to shake.

"Well...oh...ah...han..." Xiaomi struggled, but his head was pressed tightly and could not move. She felt disgusting.

I'm about to vomit.

"Let...open...uh..."

"Haha... fuck you bitch to death... these techniques are all practiced, right?" Cheng Mohan moved wildly, not knowing whether it was because of the pleasure of his body or the anger in his heart that occupied and dominated.

Like a demon, she ignored the purple face.

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Chapter completed!