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Chapter 77 How can white roses be compared with red roses?

"Can you disgust you like this in one sentence? Then what I will do next?"

At that moment, the woman's clothes were suddenly torn apart. The man picked up both sides of her collar with both hands, raised them, pulled them hard, and the buttons splashed. The snow-white collarbone was soft and soft, and the tight curve was extremely innocent.

Charming and dangerous areas are coming one after another.

"Why do you think of me like this? What about you!"

Huo Han raised his foot and kicked him hard, barely kicking him out of bed.

I tightly covered the last layer of barrier on my body, and my shirt was torn to pieces and could not be worn back. I could only barely protect myself with both hands.

She hated him so much now that she defined her shameless crime indiscriminately. If he dares to continue

Then Mo Tingqian was not affected by Huo Han's words at all, twisted his neck, and warmed up like a moving muscles and bones. He had a gloomy and handsome face, and he grabbed one of her hands with one hand, controlling her so that she could not block herself.

Such an obvious humiliation!

Huo Han could no longer help but lift his foot and kicked it again, but he had the same ability to predict it. One arm pressed between her legs, and immediately made her unable to move. The woman Siyou, who was on the verge of collapse, gradually dissipated and was about to go wild, "You are just blaming me for spending the night with Gu Nanchen last night, right? Mo Tingqian, what qualifications do you have to blame me? To be fair, at the beginning of the marriage, what did I say again? Even the wedding night, people

I called you away with just one phone call!"

"So you are blaming me for leaving you behind on the wedding night and letting you stay alone in the empty room?"

Mo Tingqian answered her words.

Huo Han was so dizzy that she didn't mean that, she just felt

Suddenly, Mo Tingqian moved his face closer, his lips intentionally or unintentionally swept the delicateness of her cheeks, and a half of his lips curled up.

The fingertips slowly rose towards the slender waist like a water snake. The skin was smooth and tender, and the numbness trembled. They groped on her back, and a gentle buckle opened, and the chest was scattered.

The last layer of clothing was ruthlessly thrown away by him: "Mrs. Mo, let you have a good time tonight to make up for your debts to the wedding night."

Huo Han's pores were tightening, anxious and frightened, and he was running around, trying to escape the lips he was pressed over, trying to avoid this "kill".

"You want to move by yourself, do you?"

Looking at her restless look, her throat was so dry that she couldn't speak, and her whole body was tense, he said violently.

Huo Han forgot that he could speak, his eyes were afraid, and he kept shaking his head, unable to control his shaking self.

With his handsome eyes gloomy, the man opened and closed, "Then don't move around, just be at peace."

Mo Tingqian pushed her closed knee hard and held the position of the artery vessels on her neck. The fire in her heart had burned to the Jue Valley area, and her lips and teeth were tearing, which made her feel ripples incessantly.

"ah"

"ah"

"ah"

I don’t know how long the time has passed, and my groggy eyes have been tossing and turning countless times, Huo Han only felt that a century may not be so long.

It hurts, bone-thorough pain, so tired that I can't get up, and even raising my hands slightly, it was trembling.

She had no strength and even blinked her eyelids required great courage.

Being broken into thousands of strange postures, shame, and having no desire to live.

"woke up?"

In my ears, someone's voice was deeply charming. Unlike her, he was filled with pleasure and infinite pleasure.

Mo Tingqian is like having unlimited energy, and he will always have ammunition.

"roll."

Huo Han uttered the word "Story of Light" and didn't want to speak anymore.

Especially, with him.

All the shame scenes were so clear that she could not be honest with each other. Just like now, she didn't want to turn around and felt very disgusting!

"Get out? Come again?"

Behind him, one hand hugged her waist and said in a teasing tone.

Huo Han closed her eyes. She was obviously very tired, but when she suddenly opened her eyes, she was angry!

"Are you enough? I said I don't want it anymore, don't you understand human words?"

"The woman said no, she just wanted it."

The man in the bed said with confidence.

"But I just don't want it anymore. You clearly understood what I mean, right?"

She has been unwilling to stop and fainted several times during the process. Is this bastard dissatisfied with desire or strong? Is this all over her mind?

"As far as I just learned, you are a veritable woman, and it makes me feel very satisfied because during the communication process, we cooperated extremely well. The more you said you didn't want it, the more I wanted to give it to you."

Mo Tingqian still looked righteous and said.

Suddenly, Huo Han turned around, covered the part below the quilt, bit his lower lip and glared at him, "Do you think women just want it if they say they don't want it? They just want it if they don't want it? They just want it if they say they don't want it? They just can't?"

It's the driving

How many people have come up with this shit theory?

Mo Tingqian looked straight in her eyes, looking very arrogant, raised his eyebrows lightly, "Isn't it? You didn't want it when I gave it to you?"

"That was what you forced me, I said I don't want it! Mo Tingqian, how many women have you been to get this truth?"

Huo Han thought for a while and felt that what he said just now was wrong, "Hehe, this is probably what Goddess Jiang Wanyan means? Don't put the set against her on me. How can white roses be compared with red roses?"

She is not raising herself and belittling others, but no woman in this world will like men to treat herself as another one, or she would rather not!

Mo Tingqian frowned little by little, and his words to Huo Han led to many obscure complexity under his eyes. He stretched out a hand and explained lightly: "It was an accident a year ago. After all, I was sorry for Wanyan. She had a child for me. Even now, she was weak and sick. It was because of that miscarriage. Huo Han, I don't want to hear you talk about me and her again. It's only between me and her.

If you are destined to be without love, all I can give her is the debt I should make up for."

For the first time, Huo Han learned about Jiang Wanyan from his mouth. Although the incident was very unexpected, why did it all happen a year ago?

"I have created all the pain she has now. Now that things have come to this, I can't ignore it."

Huo Han saw his stubbornness, but what about accidents?

"So, you are not interested in Jiang Wanyan, but when you see her, you remember the mistakes you made to her. Now, you have always wanted to make up for them, even if you can give her the last comfort?"

Mo Tingqian didn't say anything, held her face and kissed her gently. Huo Han avoided, "What if it's your whole life? Do you have to make up for it like this for the rest of your life?"
Chapter completed!
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