Just one, two times. Breathing is hot.

The little woman blushed and shrank slightly, reminding him: "I haven't brushed my teeth yet..."

The big palm on the back of his neck tightened her tightly and continued to kiss her continuously. He didn't care, he wanted her to look the most authentic and unconcealed.

The two people on the sofa gradually kissed each other and lost their rhythm and lost control.

Mo Huaiyuan gently stroked her neck with his long fingers with a thin calluse, and said in a deep voice in the continuous wet kiss: "It's me wrong... there will be no next time..."

The little woman was kissed very comfortably and wanted to snuggle over, but her legs were blocking in the middle. Mo Huaiyuan bowed his head and sucked her tongue, picked her up and walked towards the bedroom. This scene seemed to have been experienced many times, and it was more difficult to control every time.

Mo Huaiyuan's thin home clothes were only a thin layer of velvet, and the safe and fluffy version of the sweater was skin-friendly and close to the body. When pressed down, it seemed to be unhindered. The masculine aura of men wrapped her around the sky, and the kiss became more intense and hard to part with.

Mo Huaiyuan's hand reached into it out of control at some point.

When An Ran reacted, he felt that the constraints on his chest were loosened. His big palm rages on her tender and petite back, and he approaches the front and covers her softness.

For a moment, the situation was almost uncontrollable—

Because, she actually didn't want to ask him to stop.

, with a little bit of uncontrollable ferocity, the snow squeezed between his fingers turned red, and fingerprints were everywhere... and even a little hurt. The next moment, the force that pinched her chest suddenly relaxed, and a muffled groan came from his mouth. His big hand reached down and tightened her buttocks pressed towards him, and he went around in front of him out of control to untie her jeans...

An Ran was vaguely afraid, so even though he was so comfortable and drowsy that he was kissing, he couldn't help but hold his big hand quickly, stole a breath, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't..."

The tongue, which was sore from the kiss, had a little big tongue when she spoke. She gasped in a hurry, trying to control his big palm that was about to continue moving!

The moment she was stopped by her weak force, Mo Huaiyuan could not control her.

A man's desire, when he becomes strong, always makes people's self-control collapse completely. She grabbed him, but he still penetrated into her territory.

Until the person below suddenly let out a grievance cry, and suddenly woke up.

Even though he was already sore and was about to go crazy, the string deep in his heart was remembered and he couldn't let her down.

Not to mention that she was reluctant at all.

...She was scared.

In the haze, I suppressed my desire to open my eyes and saw that the person beneath me was like a frightened deer who had just woken up, breaking free from the tangled wok that had just been out of control. Perhaps because of his terrible hardness, I remembered the tearing pain when I first started, and suddenly, a little tears came out.

Under the light, her lips were slightly opened by kissing, and her little face was red and hot because she had loved her. The loose sweater collar took off one side, revealing a little whiteness on her shoulders and waist, and her whole body exuded a crazy tempting smell.

Mo Huaiyuan sank his cold and scarlet eyes, and took a big breath several times before he suppressed the almost boiling desire in his blood.

"Ranran...Ranran..." He called her in a hoarse voice, his heart beating violently and loudly.

"What's wrong?" His face had returned to normal. Seeing her crying look, he slowly raised a discomfortable smile, and coaxed her softly, "Didn't you stop? If you say you don't want to, I won't do anything again, just next time..." His handsome face flashed with a bit of pain, but he still smiled, his voice became more and more low and hoarse, "A little earlier..."

If it were a little earlier, maybe he would be able to control it.

When you press her under you, you can start to endure.

Ranran, do you understand?

An Ran sobbed, feeling his hand slowly withdrawing, covering her clothes, holding her in her arms, kissing her eyebrows and eyes gently, and coaxing her with a mute voice.

It was like a gentle net covering the sky, gently covering her, as warm as a stove and as gentle as feathers.

She also felt a little pretentious, but more of the two of them were so embarrassed that they were so arrogant and relatively opposed. They wrapped their hands around him, hugged his neck and buried their heads in his arms.

"Mo Huaiyuan, why does it hurt for the first time?"

Mo Huaiyuan kissed her ear lightly, and did not think of what kind of description to explain: "Because no one has ever entered your body, he will repel...

Tang is because you are nervous and you are reluctant."

That time, it was indeed the case.

Her little face seemed to be burning, slightly hot: "Will that be fine in the future?"

Mo Huaiyuan's body was still on the verge of collapse. After his face changed slightly, he replied: "I don't know... But if you would rather, you should feel much more comfortable... Otherwise, why would a simple prelude make people want to go crazy..."

She was not satisfied with the answer, frowned slightly, turned her face and asked, "Why don't you know? Mo Huaiyuan, aren't you very experienced..."

Are he one of the few times...experienced more than ten years ago?

Mo Huaiyuan didn't know how to answer, and paused for a long time, his face tightened and kissed her eyebrows and eyes: "Even if you have experience in the future, you can only be with you... I can't have any experience with others anymore... As long as you are willing, as long as I am."

They are all adults, and it is not out of the ordinary to discuss this, but the person in his arms is obviously tight. After hearing him say this, his face turned slightly red.

Holding him, I didn't want to move again for a long time.

The fire in Mo Huaiyuan's body had not yet dropped, and it would be even more uncomfortable to hold her like this, but she was still enduring it. Anran was sleepy and hugged him and said in a daze. She wanted to sleep and was unwilling to organize her clothes. Mo Huaiyuan could see that.

He covered his thin lips with his ears and coaxed her to wash up. He helped her with the luggage. He booked the alarm clock and would wake her up tomorrow morning.

She will leave tomorrow.

An Ran agreed in a daze, but his little hands were not relaxed and he kept holding him.

Holding him, not wanting to be separated.

Mo Huaiyuan took the blanket beside the bed and was about to wrap her around, but his little hand pulled out and covered the two of them. The light in his eyes was clearly extinguished, and it became excited and darker. Finally, he hooked his lips helplessly and lie with her. But did she know?

,,There are many times, but it is true that I will endure the illness...

Who knew that the two of them would just talk softly and sleep all the way.

Mo Huaiyuan has been really busy and busy these days and is too tired. An Ran doesn't know what happened to him. He used to be a night owl, but now he slept until dawn after touching his arms.

I woke up the next day and it was already past six o'clock.

She wants to catch the shuttle bus at 8 o'clock in front of the municipal gate.

So this morning, the trouble was like firecrackers.

She scratched her head anxiously, remembering that she had not packed her luggage yet. She glanced at the time on her phone, hugged Mo Huaiyuan's strong waist with her little hands, and bit several bites in the collar of his shirt that had opened three buttons!

The man who was in high spirits couldn't help but wake up early in the morning with sleepiness. The man who was in high heat could not control his impulse.

She gently clasped her little head, hugged her and coaxed her for a long time, admitted her mistakes, and pulled down her sweater and praised her with a few bright red kiss marks. She was so scared that she stopped making trouble. She collapsed with a small face and was crying without tears, which made Mo Huaiyuan unable to let go. It was buried in her chest with a long kiss, and the bright red kiss marks bloomed like flowers under her collarbone.

"I'll drive you over," his face was slightly gloomy, but his tone was so gentle that it could melt her. "Go and wash up first... be good... don't be angry."

When An Ran washed up, he had indeed picked up his suitcase, opened the door, and waited for her at the door with the key.

Her little face was still shattering, not very happy, so she squeezed out next to him.

Mo Huaiyuan hugged her with a slight breath and bowed down to kiss her deeply. Well... very good, the smell of toothpaste in a brand.

At the door of the apartment, she protested several times, but he stopped. Regardless of her constant shouting, "Don't buy it soon, I won't eat it anymore." She bought breakfast from the car window. After a few minutes of delay, she handed it to her and drove forward.

The little woman curled her lips and took the breakfast. His warm big hand moved away from the paper bag, and intimately and docilely pinched her chin.

Early in the morning, the sun shone into the car window, and her face was red and round as an apple.
Chapter completed!