Chapter 1611 I tore off this layer of window paper
Mo Tingshen's heart was pounding, and he almost didn't dare to make a sound.
He saw Chu Yao laughing softly, as innocently as when he held up a lollipop to tease him when he was a child.
She said: "You will lose me completely."
Sweat broke out on Mo Tingshen's forehead.
The fingers were curled up so tightly that the joints on the backs of the fingers turned white.
He said no more, turned around and left.
“One.”
Chu Yao’s slow voice came from behind: “Two.”
He stopped.
She laughed softly: "2.1."
She was quite unrestrained, counting from 2.1 to 2.9, deliberately not counting down, her tone never changed, very relaxed, like a cat teasing a mouse.
"Last chance, if you don't want it, then I won't bother to seduce you."
Chu Yao's words were explicit and there was no room for it.
“Three…”
Mo Tingshen suddenly turned around. He was moved by an impulse and quickly came to her.
Putting his arms around her waist and hugging her, she raised her head for a second, staring straight at his lips. Her intentions were too clear, and she didn't bother to hide them.
Mo Tingshen's energy stopped here. He didn't dare to take a step closer, but he couldn't bear to stay away. The tip of his nose touched hers, nuzzling her slightly, then leaving, and rubbing against her again while breathing. Together.
His low gasping sound was not heard, and he said hoarsely: "If you take this step, Chu Yao——"
"That layer of window paper between you and me It was completely torn down.”
"You've thought about it," he said.
Chu Yao was still smiling. She was not as tall as him. The light covered by the man’s forehead cast a shadow under her eyes. The expression on her face became increasingly unreal. Her laughter was as if it could steal people’s soul. Like a fairy, it beat on his heart like a drum.
She stood on tiptoe, and before approaching, her eyes looked into his eyes for a moment, and then she slowly pressed her lips against his. Didn't move.
She didn’t move.
Mo Tingshen picked her up and stepped on his feet.
This move seemed to give Chu Yao some clear indication. She bit his lip, pried open her teeth, and kissed him deeply.
Mo Tingshen responded cautiously at first, then became affectionate and eager. The hand on her waist was like a beard, and the veins on the back of his hand were clearly visible.
Out of control.
Just before Mo Ting hugged her deeply, confused and infatuated, Chu Yao stepped away.
She looked at him up close, smiled, and kissed him, "I tore off this layer of window paper, what about it?"
Mo Ting breathed deeply and asked, "Don't you regret it?"
"No."
"I have never had another man in my life." Her hands went from the first button of his shirt down to her waist, and the atmosphere in the room Fascinating, even her voice had a hint of warmth, "You too, you can't get used to other women."
Mo Ting groaned deeply, unable to bear the teasing, and held her hand.
Chu Yao raised his eyes, with obvious provocation in his eyes, "No matter how many women you find to make me angry, you can't do it."
Mo Ting's deep pupils tightened.
She didn't care at all about the consequences of exposing him, "If I still want you, I will come back to you. If I don't want you, I don't care if you marry Qiaoman, Zhangman, and Liman. I'm too lazy to take a look."
Mo Ting sighed deeply and said, "It's really not concealed at all."
Chu Yao laughed and loosened his hold on his neck. , raised in the air, "I won't, I won't touch you now, will you let me go?"
"No."
Mo Ting held her hand deeply and put it back around his neck. He lowered his head and kissed her.
(End of this chapter)