The man's cross hand rested on her waist, and even people pressed half of her body, and the handsome face was on her neck.

Mo Bei's whole back was stiff when he woke up.

It's too close. There's not even a crack.

Mo Bei was wearing a shirt, but he couldn't resist the man's heat.

Almost all the slow breathing of such a person hit her behind her ears.

The hot makes Mobei subconsciously want to push people away.

Such a scenario.

Mo Bei doesn't completely understand it even if he hasn't experienced it.

He wanted to think of her as someone in his dream.

Before she could make it, he pressed her wrist.

The temperature is a little high.

The thin lip stuck on her neck was more like a burning fire. It was slightly open. When he burned it, it was like electricity, which made Mobei tremble.

At this time, Mo Bei's shirt had already opened two buttons with his other hand, and then pulled to one side, revealing most of the exquisite clavicle.

Mo Bei's eyes suddenly shrunk, trying to stop his action

But he was surprisingly strong because of his dreams.

Half propped on her, long legs bent knees, strongly imprisoned her.

He even came in between her legs.

His free hand had changed its direction, and his bony fingers poked into her white shirt from the waist.

Mobei has never experienced this.

It was like the last time he pressed her on the door.

But he was still talking in his sleep. He was sexy and confused. There was a red tide on his cheek: "give it to me..."

Some things seem to be learned without a teacher.

The thin quilt originally covered by the two men slipped to one side at this time.

Mobei was more and more unable to resist fengnai's actions.

But he seemed to open his eyes, which reflected her face.

Suddenly, I saw him smile, the soul stirring arc, when pressed close, there was a faint low magnetism: "why is it so different today."

With breath and temperature, they are different.

He couldn't help but don't want to wake up.

The contact under his fingers gave him unprecedented stimulation.

Then he bowed his head and once again put the thin lip print on Mobei's neck.

Just this time, it's no longer a simple slip.

It was a stormy kiss, even with a slight pain.

But it was the pain that was negligible enough that Mo Bei's brain stopped for half a beat at that moment, followed by a numbness all over his body, and most of his strength disappeared.

She looked at the ceiling, her pupils narrowed, and the whole person seemed to float in the air. The only thing she could feel was the fatal numbness he brought, as if she had been bitten by a blood sucking nobleman.

It's not painful, but a physically addictive feeling.

If it hadn't been for the hand that poked into her clothes, it would have touched the white cloth of her breast.

Those cool and pale eyes are expected to continue to sink with Feng Nai's action.

But just as he was about to pull all the buttons off her chest.

One of Mo beitu sat up and pressed his wrist. His breath was still unstable, but his tone was very cold: "Captain, you'd better wake up and see who I am."

Feng Nai's half asleep and half awake state changed at this time.

When the body temperature is too high, it will also make the mind do whatever it wants.

Completely awake because of the cold in someone's voice