Pick up a husband and take it home

Chapter 821 She Must Be Our Daughter (13)

I really don't understand how people in ancient times could bear such cumbersome clothes. How inconvenient it is to wear these clothes when they have to do it!

It will take a long time to take off one piece.

Su Wange was so kissed that she couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north, she felt ups and downs, like a boat floating on the sea.

Suddenly, Mo Yihan stopped his movements, raised his head from Su Wange, and looked at Su Wange with eyes full of hopelessness.

"You...wet"

Su Wange woke up suddenly, like a basin of cold water was poured on her head, drenching her passion to nothing.

This man definitely did it on purpose!
Absolutely!
Just when Su Wange was in a daze, Mo Yihan had already stripped her naked, and he also took off the clothes that hindered his eyes...

Su Wange, who was not at all defensive, wrinkled her whole face in pain.

Mo Yi was cold and stuffy. He snorted, suppressed his voice, and said with a little pain: "Relax."

Su Wange shook her head, crying from the pain.

"Hey, relax, I'm not moving."

Su Wange was dubious, but still slowly relaxed, Mo Yihan breathed a sigh of relief, and felt much more comfortable.

When Mo Yihan felt that it was almost the same, he began to plunder the city...

In the room, the man's growl was intertwined with the woman's panting...

When Su Wange woke up the next day, not only was there a burning pain in her lower body, but there was also a burning pain between the two lumps of flesh on her chest. She slightly lifted the quilt and took a look at the position of her chest. He blushed.

In an instant, I recalled what happened last night. I was really... too shy...

"what are you doing?"

Just when Su Wange was recalling the embarrassing things last night, a man's deep and slightly hoarse voice came from her ear. Su Wange raised her head suddenly, but unexpectedly, her lips were directly printed on the dry lips of the man.

Taking this opportunity, Mo Yihan pressed Su Wange's head, and the two had a firm French kiss.

Two bare, naked young bodies were close together, and it was early in the morning, Mo Yihan reacted instantly.

Su Wange pushed Mo Yihan's shoulder, blushing, "I can't do it anymore."

Last night was too crazy, she still hadn't recovered yet, her body was really hurting, and she had to go to the set later, so she couldn't waste all her time on the bed.

Mo Yihan also knew that he just hugged Su Wange tightly and did not do anything else.

After a while, the mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated and made a noise. Su Wange pushed Mo Yihan's shoulder and said, "Call."

Last night, in order not to let others disturb them, Mo Yihan specially turned off his phone.

Mo Yihan has a good memory. Su Wange called him on Rong Qi's cell phone last night, and he memorized Rong Qi's phone number. Looking at this familiar string of numbers, he frowned slightly.

Su Wange asked, "Who is it?"

"Rong Qi." Mo Yihan said truthfully, not understanding why Rong Qi called him.

"You answer the phone first, let's see what he wants to do." Although the two men have always been at odds, but Rong Qi took the initiative to call Han Han, he must be looking for him for something.

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Because of the scale, I won’t write it here, and you can make up the rest by yourself~
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