Mexiling was sitting in his chair, his two slender legs on the short table in front of him, hugging his hands and looking at the big screen in front of him.

On the screen, Joey sat by the bed dozing off, his head nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and a shallow smile floated from the corners of moxiling's mouth that he didn't even notice.

When Joey took out the sword under the mat, his pupils narrowed slightly and his eyes suddenly condensed. The slender fingers beat slowly on the armrest of the chair.

Are you trying to sneak on him when he's not ready? I'm not timid!

She has broken his rules, disobedience and crying, but he didn't let her go! Moxi Ling frowned slightly and looked at the woman bending over to hide the sword on the screen.

He doesn't like this woman, but he likes her taste. When he approached her, the sweet, fragrant and clean smell fascinated him.

He was very patient, so he sat and waited until Joey lay in bed and slowly fell asleep.

Joey always sleeps well, but here, she sleeps very shallow for fear that abnormal moxiling will break in in the middle of the night. I woke up several times, saw that she was alone in bed, and slept safely.

Until the hot smell came from her neck, she suddenly opened her eyes, but she didn't dare to move. A hand was put on her waist. The man was very close, and all her breath was sprayed into her neck. It was a feeling of burning and pricking.

Joy's heart jumped wildly and listened like a drum in the quiet room.

The hand on her waist suddenly and slowly went up, stopped on her chest and pressed her beating heart.

"Are you afraid?" The man's voice is low and sweet, not as cold as before.

Joey wants to curse his mother. Suddenly there is another person in bed in the middle of the night. Who is not afraid of this situation?

And the position where his hand stopped also made her very tangled. She knew that he was not insulting her, but felt her heartbeat, but her green body actually had a reaction, which was numb, crisp and itchy. Breathing a little panting.

Aware that she was shaking, the man turned her over, "since you are so afraid, why don't you obey?"

Joey looked at him quickly. The man's eyes were clear and calm, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

She can't answer. Most people are afraid of obedience, but she won't. She has a proud bone in her body and can't grovel.

Although she was not obedient, she would, shaking her hands and gently climbing on the man's shoulder, drooping her eyes and saying nothing.

The man kept silent about her kindness. After a while, he lowered his head and leaned into her neck.

Joey thought he would kiss her. As long as he acted rashly, her hand on the man's shoulder would pull out her sword and stab him in the back.

After waiting for a long time, the man's lips didn't cover up. He stopped there at a distance of a millimetre. His hot breath pierced her neck like a dense sharp needle.

What is he waiting for? Why don't you move?

Joey was worried secretly, but her mind flashed. She remembered that when she met for the first time, mexiling stuck to her neck like this - he was smelling her.

Joey suddenly got goose bumps. He's never seen such a pervert before.

After waiting for a while, mexiling was motionless, breathing steadily, as if he were asleep. Joey's hand slowly reached behind, bit by bit to the bedside, and stretched under the mattress

Left touch, right touch, eh? Why not?

She remembered putting it next to the bed. It should be within reach!

Did the sword slip in? As soon as Joey clenched his teeth and leaned into his arms, she passed by, and the man's lips naturally stuck to her skin. In the hot breath, his lips were as cold as ice. Joy shivered with excitement.

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