The Gossip Bride Return !

Yan Mo Chen suddenly remembered the night when Lu Qingyan drugged himself. Lu Qingyan was wearing very ordinary clothes, but in his eyes, he was as naked as before. When he was a child, he suffered a lot and drank many tonics and tonics. He was familiar with the taste of the medicine. However, he knew that the taste of the wine was wrong, but he also drank it. He didn't know who would like it.

Lu Qing's soft waist, white skin, the tear mole and the eye tail are different from warmth, even with the opposite flavor. However, they are looming in front of him.

Yan Mo Chen thinks that either he has drunk too much and the strength of the wine has not dissipated, or he is crazy. Otherwise, how could he regard his warm face as Lu Qingyan?

Warmth knows that Yan Mochen has come, because every night Yan Mochen will come here to accompany her, but she did not expect that there seems to be something wrong with him this evening. Yan Mochen's wine is very heavy and mixed with a smell of blood.

Warmth is so familiar with this taste that it even reacts to it at the first time. The doctor said that she would soon be discharged from hospital. The frequency of blood transfusion had been reduced in recent days, but the warmth was still reflected at once. Even when Yan Mochen nearly fell down, she rushed to catch him.

Yan Mo Chen didn't know whether it was intentional or not. His body was very heavy. Warmth had already used all his strength to support Yan Mo Chen's body. However, Yan Mo Chen moved forward two steps, directly pressing the warmth on the bed. He couldn't dodge his anger. He was just under the pressure of Yan Mochen. The smell of blood came to his face again. He frowned and felt helpless.

"Brother Chen..." Warm push Mo Chen, pushed a few times to give up, mouth with helpless smile. It's been a long time since I saw Yan Mo Chen's heart like a child. I just feel soft in my heart, and my voice is much softer. "What are you doing?"

The voice turned 18 turns in the ear before entering Yan Mo Chen's chaotic brain.

Yan Mo Chen is full of the words just said by the woman, the blood on her body, the look of being stabbed in the abdomen by the asshole named a tong, and the words of that woman just now.

"He doesn't love me, but he won't allow me to betray him."

How could it be?

Yan Mo Chen repeatedly asked himself, how could it be?

I don't know if I'm asking why I don't love, or why I'm not allowed to

"Brother Chen?" Yan Mo Chen didn't speak, but warmth felt something wrong. However, Yan Mo Chen suddenly stood up and looked at the warmth from a commanding position. Warmth could not help but blush. Yan Mo Chen from this angle looked less sharp in his eyes, but more a trace of harmless breath of human and animal. It was quite different from his usual appearance, which made warm a little infatuated and lingering 。

However, a warm turn of the head, but suddenly saw the dry blood on Yan Mo Chen's arm, expression a stagnation, then frowned, reached out and gently stroked up.

Yan Mo Chen was trained and would not feel pain, but his body's reaction could not be avoided. When his warm fingers touched the wound, his tense muscles still beat.

"Brother Chen..." Warm heartache looked up to Yan Mo Chen, "does it hurt? Is it very painful? How to make it Why didn't brother Chen go to bandage first? So... "

The different appearance seems to overlap at this time. Yan Mo Chen only felt the blood vessels on his head suddenly jump and hurt. As soon as his brain was hot, he directly blocked the warm words with his lips.

"Well --"

the warmth was startled. There was no lust in Yan Mo Chen's eyes. On the contrary, it was another kind of panic that made her unable to explain clearly and clearly.

She has never been unable to understand Yan Mo Chen. Every time, no matter what kind of small expressions and movements Yan Mo Chen has, she can quickly understand it. But this time, she did not know what happened, and she could not understand it.

Yan Mochen's kissing skill is very good, with her as if wandering in the deep sea, between the eyes full of darkness, but as if to see the luminous fish flash in his mind, soft lips on his body, dragonfly water on his body, overbearing tongue in the mouth invasion, warm breathing stagnation, as if in the most sincere prayer.

When she opened her eyes again, her cheeks turned red. Looking at Yan Mo Chen's wet eyes, she uttered a cry of exhortation and panting. Yan Mo Chen's voice was low. Looking at her warm eyes, she seemed to see something through her eyes. The lust was steaming, as if she was going to tear a person apart into her abdomen. Warmth knew that she should not doubt it, but looked at it Yan Mo Chen's eyes, or feel like, he clearly looked at himself, but he could not see his eyes, guess what he was thinking.

He's distracted.

But paradoxically, he wants to concentrate.

"Ah Chen..." Warm changed the mouth, ambiguous atmosphere in a low call, but as if opened a gate in the memory of Yan Mo Chen, eyes momentarily stagnated.

Warmth felt flustered for no reason.

Yan Mo Chen has never touched her. Although she is still young, she is also very clear that if a man really loves a woman, he cannot have no desire for her. But for so many years, Yan Mo Chen has never touched herIs it really because of reluctance?

Warm suddenly felt that if he did not seize this opportunity, maybe there would be no chance in the future.

So, she quietly raised her legs to hook Mo Chen's waist, "a Chen..."

Between the eyebrows and eyes, it is the flattery of hook people, which brings a little childish confusion and simplicity.

Yan Mo Chen's kiss fell down like this, as if the invasion of wild animals, as if the most devout sacrifice, warmth suddenly had a real feeling, that feeling makes her eyes sour, nose also uncomfortable, as if at this moment as long as this man will own real possession, can equally firmly grasp this man in the hand Heart is the same

"Ah Chen..."

Warm and excited to take Yan Mo Chen's neck, in his ear quietly breathing.

Yan Mochen always regards her as a child and always feels that she can't and can't. however, the more he hesitates, the less secure he feels in his warm heart. She has no parents. What else should she do if she can't be with Yan Mochen for the rest of her life?

Alone?

No

She doesn't want to go back to her loneliness

With a foot in front of the door, he looked up at Yan Mo Chen with a devout and firm look in his eyes, as if he were the most sincere believer. However, at this time, Yan Mo Chen did not know how to suddenly think of something, raised the corner of his mouth, gently smile, lowered his body, and his lips fell into the warm neck socket.

"Qing Yan..."