Chapter 139 He Couldn't Help but Mind

She squirmed and struggled in his arms.

Mo Yesi took a deep breath and tightened his hold on her waist, so hard that he almost broke her waist: "Baby, don't move. You want me to have it in the bathroom." You?"

The girl's soft and fragrant body twisted around in his arms, and during the friction, he was very emotionally moved.

I almost couldn't control myself and wanted to kill her.

His voice was low and hoarse.

As he spoke, he was panting heavily.

Qiao Mianmian raised her head with tears in her eyes and saw the extremely forbearing expression on the man's extremely handsome face.

He pursed his lips, and drops of water rolled down his forehead.

Follow his forehead and slowly slide down to his tall and three-dimensional nose.

During his breathing, his Adam's apple rolled several times.

This picture of extreme abstinence and torture of sexual intercourse is so sexy and sultry

Especially when she saw his slightly painful expression because of his forbearance, Qiao Mianmian's mouth became a little dry as she watched.

The man in front of him was full of temptation.

His face is as handsome as a god, his body is so sexy, and his Adam's apple rolls up and down when he swallows.

Everywhere, people feel full of hormones.

Qiao Mianmian looked at him blankly, thinking that such an ascetic and self-sufficient man would lose control for her, she felt a little secretly happy and proud in her heart.

It feels like a certain aspect of women's vanity has been greatly satisfied.

"Baby, be good, don't move." Mo Yesi buried his head in her hair, took a few deep breaths, and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, be good, just let me hold you like this for a while, and then hold her for a while."

Qiao Mianmian was held tightly in his arms, their bodies pressed tightly against each other.

As the man spoke, she felt the emotion in his body, and she was immediately so scared that she froze in his arms, not daring to move.

The low and sexy breathing sound continued to ring in her ears for about a minute, and Mo Yesi hugged her tightly and remained motionless.

After a while, his breathing gradually calmed down.

The arm that was restrained around her waist slowly relaxed its strength.

"Baby," his voice was still hoarse, he slowly raised his head, reached out to hold her bright red face, put his forehead against hers, and rubbed it gently, "Are you not ready yet? Remember what I said What? I will give you a week. There are only two days left. I hope you can adjust your mentality as soon as possible. I don’t want you to resist me like this after a week.”

"I want to be a real couple with you, not just in name only."

After saying that, he gently rubbed her forehead again, and his big hand fell on her delicate cheek, caressing her twice: "My patience is also limited, and I don't want to force you. Do you understand what I mean?" "

He had always wanted her.

This idea of ​​wanting her became even stronger after seeing Su Ze today.

Even though he knew that there would be no possibility between her and Su Ze, when he thought that she and Su Ze had reached the point of discussing marriage, and that they still had a special relationship that they had known each other for ten years, he would inevitably have feelings in his heart. envy.

Su Ze is her childhood sweetheart.

Also her first love.

It was the man she almost married.

If it weren't for Su Ze's cheating, she would happily wait to be Mrs. Su, and her husband would be a man named Su Ze, not Mo Yesi.

As long as he thinks about these things, he can't help but mind.