Cold CEO With Warm Love - Chapter 325

That’s how he grew up. He’s used to it.

When I didn’t know this when I was a child, I occasionally heard the dialogue between Mo Tingdong and song Qiaoyuan.

He also went to ask the housekeeper in private, or when his mother woke up the next day, he went to ask his mother, but every time he was perfunctory by their words.

Later, with the growth of age, those things almost do not need to ask people, he naturally understood and understood.

Wen Yiyi

How can she get used to it!

One of them is the president and his wife of the last term. There is no taboo in speaking in front of her!?

“We will do the same in the future.”

Wen Yiyi kicked him: “get rough!”

She won’t be like this!

Mo Xiuchen smiles, holding her kick over feet, hands with some strength to his arms a pull, Wen Yiyi will fall into his arms.

“Let go!” The girl’s voice came from her arms with a slight anger, and her little hands kept beating him.

Mo Xiuchen seems to feel no pain in general, let her slap herself, hold her to the second floor.

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It’s past eleven in the evening.

The panting in the suite gradually subsided.

Mo Qingling is lying feebly in the arms of song Zhicheng, with a pair of slender hands around his waist, his face buried in his chest, and his breathing is still a little unsteady.

Ear is from his chest out of the uneven heartbeat and his heavy breathing.

I don’t know how long it took for Mo Qingling to recover.

She poked the man and asked in a bad tone: “Song Zhicheng, am I in good shape? Compared with your former girlfriends, am I in good shape or are they? ”

The city of song hums, grabs her restless hand on her body, and the voice of speaking also takes a slight gasp: “Qingling, don’t make trouble.”

“Who’s making trouble with you? I’m serious Mo Qingling eyes a stare, see he don’t say, directly turn over to press on him, two hands support in his body bilateral, “in the end say?”

“Qingling!” His voice accentuated slightly, calling her.

Her eyes fell on her body, and the two little ups and downs on her chest The desire of the city of song, which was not easy to calm down, was gradually warming up.

His eyes were staring at her without blinking.

Mo Qingling lowered his head to his face, opened his mouth and bit his lips. He said indignantly: “Song Zhicheng, you answer me honestly, you will die?”

He answered her, she would not eat him, why not answer?

“You.” Song Zhicheng tone very helpless way, “now can come down from me?”

She moves around on him again. He really can’t guarantee that he will do anything to him again!

Mo Qingling turned her lips, lifted the quilts on their bodies, and took the initiative to send her to them. She said leisurely: “city of song, are you a man in the end? Just tell me if you want. Why do you have to wait for me every time… ”

Before that word came out of Mo Qingling’s mouth, song Zhicheng stepped forward, clasped her waist, quickly turned over and pressed her under her body.

Jun face close to Mo Qingling’s eyes, eyes slightly narrowed, voice with three dangerous breath, “I in the end is not a man, you don’t know?”