The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chu Yao was so happy that she put her clothes on the sofa, poured a glass of water, and planned to remove her makeup after drinking it.

Suddenly, a pair of hands hugged her waist from behind and pushed her into the man's arms. Just as she was about to resist, she was turned around and pressed against the wall in two or three steps. Her raised fist was caught by the man's palm. , while pulling back and forth, he directly hit her hand against the wall.

Chu Yao hissed.

She screamed first, but didn't feel any pain.

The man's fingers were pressed against the back of her hand, and it was his hand that hurt.

She turned her head to look, and her chin was tapped. The hand hooked her, and before she could turn her face back, he had already lowered his head and kissed her.

"Well……"

"you put……"

"I'm counting three, two..."

Mo Ting deepened the kiss, swallowing the last bit of breath in her mouth. The tip of his nose was touching her face, and her jawline became sharper as the kiss deepened.

When he was finally willing to let her go, he still went to great lengths to kiss her on the corner of the mouth, and looked into hers with a pair of dark eyes full of aggression.

He said provocatively: "One."

"you!"

Mo Ting was furious at her: "What are you doing? You just slept with me and ran away. Do you still have any reason?"

"I didn't run away, I came back to work!"

"You make up another nonsense and I'll listen."

Chu Yao winced and said, "Don't be angry. It doesn't look good if you are angry. At worst, I will let you sleep back tonight. I promise not to resist."

Mo Tingshen, a grown man, had to gasp when he heard such words.

There was no pause in her tone.

Two words instantly came to his mind: scumbag.

"Come here, I'm chasing you to ask for an explanation. Why don't you give me an explanation?"

"What are you telling me?" Chu Yao leaned sideways. As soon as she moved, Mo Tingshen thought she was going to run away. He let go of her hand and put his hand on her shoulder. Chu Yao leaned on his arm. , touched down quietly, "Don't women always suffer in this kind of thing?" Mo Ting grasped her hand accurately without even looking down.

He laughed angrily: "Which one is at the disadvantage, me or you, you don't have any idea?"

Chu Yao smiled at him. Just when Mo Tingshen felt something was wrong, she grabbed his hand and pressed it on her left atrium.

"I don't know. Brother, please touch it yourself."

"Chu Yao!" Mo Ting was furious for a second.

"here I am."

Mo Ting was convinced by her. Even though he had done all the intimate things last night and he couldn't let go of her, he still couldn't suddenly take such a huge step forward.

The hesitation was not because of lust, but because he was confused by her teasing.

After reacting, he immediately took his hand away.

As a result, she sneered: "You are so reserved when you put on clothes. Who was on me last night..."

Mo Tingshen blocked her mouth with a kiss.

He kissed her very hard this time.

It almost hurts.

Hearing her suppressed hiss, he relented again, and separated little by little. From deep kisses to pecks, she responded every time, but it became more and more wrong. At first, she kept her eyes closed, and then slowly opened them, The tenderness and playfulness in those eyes were undisguised.

No matter how many times he kissed her, she would always respond with a pout.

How could Mo Tingshen be stared at by her at such a close range.

It always felt like a cat teasing a mouse, and he was the mouse.

He pressed his fingers against her lips, caressing her lips gently and slowly. When he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse.

"I couldn't do anything to you before. If you make me angry again in the future, just block you like this, otherwise I will be angry to death sooner or later with your mouth."