Chapter 757 Who Can Withstand It?

But he still left it.

And he left a lot.

He had his own selfish motives.

These marks were the marks he left on her.

He chose a place that was most easily visible to plant these exclusive marks.

He wanted all the men who coveted her to see them.

This woman already had someone else. If they had any ideas, they should give them up as soon as possible.

"Three days?" Qiao Mianmian was a little upset. "I've only been on the crew for a few days, and you asked me to take three days off. Mo Yesi, did you do this on purpose?"

She now seriously suspected that this man did it on purpose.

He knew that she still had to film, but he still left so many marks on her neck.

Moreover, they were all in very conspicuous places.

She wanted to cover it with her hair, but it didn't work.

"Baby, don't be angry."

Mo Yesi would not admit that he did it on purpose. He reached out and hugged the girl who was staring at him with round eyes and puffed face, and softened his voice to coax her: "Sorry, I couldn't help myself last night. I will pay attention in the future."

"You don't want to ask for leave, then tell me, what do you want to do?"

Qiao Mianmian didn't really want to lose his temper with him.

Who can be blamed for this.

He didn't pay attention.

But didn't she forget to remind him last night?

Speaking of which, it was also because she couldn't withstand his temptation and didn't refuse too thoroughly, otherwise, he wouldn't succeed.

"Mo Yesi, why are you so annoying?"

Although it's not all his fault, it's mostly his fault.

Qiao Mianmian still felt angry, so she reached out and punched him in the chest twice, her pink fist hitting his firm and hard muscles: "You are so annoying."

"Okay, okay, I hate you." Mo Yesi let her vent her anger, and still coaxed her in a gentle voice, "I was wrong, I didn't think it through, baby, you can vent your anger however you want. You can hit me or scold me as you like, just don't get yourself angry."

"Otherwise, I will feel bad."

The more he said in such a gentle voice, the more Qiao Mianmian wanted to do it. Her pink fist hit his chest several times again, like a kitten with its fur standing up, gritting her teeth and saying to him: "Why are your muscles so hard, are there stones stuffed in them? My hand hurts."

"Baby, your hand hurts?"

Mo Yesi hooked his lips and caught her little hand, raised it to his lips, and gently exhaled: "Then your husband will blow it for you."

The warm breath blew on the back of Qiao Mianmian's hand like a warm breeze.

The man blew air on the back of her hand while gently rubbing the red part of her hand.

After blowing and rubbing for a while, he looked up at her lovingly: "Does it still hurt?"

Qiao Mianmian: "..."

Who can resist such a tender attack?

No matter how angry she was, it all disappeared.

I have to say that Mo Yesi is really good at coaxing women.

Every time under his tender attack, Qiao Mianmian can only surrender automatically.

No matter what she is angry with him for, she will soon be coaxed by him and no longer be angry.

"Hmph, don't think that I will forgive you if you are so attentive." She was still pretending to be strong.

She didn't want him to think that she was too easy to coax.

"Baby, how can this be called attentiveness." Mo Yesi let out a low and pleasant laugh from his throat, lowered his head, and printed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand, "This is because I feel sorry for you."

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