"Thirsty, I'm thirsty..." She unconsciously licked her red lips and said to him.
Mo Ling had also drank a lot of tea in his room to quench his thirst, and wiped his body with a wet handkerchief. However, after wiping with water, it became hotter and smoked. No matter what, it could not stop the beauty in his mind. He wanted to rush over to the next door and press his Wei'er hard against his body and one.
He was about to be unable to help it, but at this moment, he saw Bai Weiwei licking his lips so temptingly that he couldn't help himself. Something seemed to be slowly hypnotizing his nerves in his mind. His eyes began to flash with strange redness. Desire and desire burned his reason to burn away. It seemed that there was something that was controlling him to melt the woman he loved in front of him into his bones and blood. His actions were already all man's instinct.
He squatted down, and his strong arms lifted her soft body up from the ground. His skin and skin touched each other, and both of them couldn't help but cause a series of trembling.
"I'm thirsty, Mo Ling." Bai Weiwei didn't know what she wanted to say, so she could only vaguely express her thirsty needs.
When he touched her, she felt that the place he encountered became extremely cool, and he felt the same.
Bai Weiwei felt that he was like a cooling sacred product. As long as he was close to him, he felt cool and couldn't help but want to get close. But he subconsciously felt that this was not Mo Qianxun, she was Mo Qianxun's wife, and she could not let anyone other than Mo Qianxun touch her!
"I'm thirsty, Wei'er..." He pressed her arms into his arms, muttering with satisfaction.
She was held in his arms by him, leaning against his thin, strong chest, and being held by his male, sexual, and body felt much more comfortable. "Woooo..." The body was eager for his touch, but her heart struggled to stay away from him. The struggle between the two sides made her at a loss.
He reached out his hand and leaned down along her slender neck, crossed her lock and bone, and kept going down, gently stroked the soft edges of the bulge through his clothes, attracting each other's happy moans.
He was shocked, and he stood upright and stood upright on her belly. He couldn't bear it and groaned, picked her up and walked towards the big bed, and put his lips on her ears and whispered like a dream: "Wei'er, I want you."
Bai Weiwei's body naturally longed for this, but she was struggling slightly, but while she was struggling, she was confused and felt that it was Mo Qianxun holding her, and Mo Qianxun whispering in her ear.
But when she looked closely, she realized that this was not Mo Qianxun, but Mo Ling!
But what does her struggle count in the eyes of a man with one affection? It only makes him even more excited!
Besides, who can be Liu Xiahui in front of his beloved woman?
He put her on the bed, and she woke up a little, hurriedly reached out and put her hand on his shoulder to push him away, but she just pushed him gently.
He knew her intention, but instead of letting go, he bent down and caressed her softness through her clothes.
"Well..." Her body softened again in an instant. He heard her moan and moan and was even more excited. He lowered his head and found her lips eagerly, and licked her with satisfaction. Bai Weiwei circled her fists and hit her back with a little reason, but it was useless. His eyes were already red, and there was only one thought in his mind, which was to press her under her body immediately, fiercely, hard, and ask her!
[Dear friends, the chapters of nearly twenty chapters will be omitted below. The general content of the plot is that Bai Weiwei escaped, but fell into a coma because the Chinese medicine was too deep and was rescued by a man in red. Sorry.]