Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Where did it hurt?"

It is really difficult for Mo Shangyun to withstand some kind of pressure, and he has to change the topic.

Continue to chat, she can kneel to Yan Tianxing.

The man suffered a wound, and his mouth was so convenient.

Unexpectedly, she asked in a mouthful, but Yan Tianxing frowned, quite dissatisfied and said: "Hey, now I know to ask about my injury."

"..."

Mo Shangyun bowed his head in a loss.

After a pause, Yan Tianxing said again: "I was run away by the little girl more important than my injury?"

"..."

Mo Shangyun's hand fell into a fist, persuading himself to be calm, and never use his mind to act.

However, Yan Tianxing continued with a sad, accused tone: "The first thing you are worried about is that I have amnesia."

"..."

Fuck, it’s unbearable!

Raising his hand to grab Yan Tianxing's already pleated collar again, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, and his attitude inevitably became tougher. "Yan Tianxing, let's be reasonable. Are you still unreasonable?"

Seeing her angry look, Yan Tianxing didn't get angry with her, but a "sure enough" expression.

Being stared by his clear eyes, Mo Shangyun's arrogance was suddenly weakened a bit.

The impulse is the devil, let me go!

He was scratching the braid again...

Grabbing Mo Shangyun's hand to grasp his collar, Yan Tianxing looked at her calmly, seemingly puzzled and asked, "Who just said it was good to me?"

"..."

Mo Shangjun's fingers suddenly became weak and loosened his collar.

However, her hand was caught in Yan Tianxing's hand, tightly. When he looked down, his eyes were filled with a faint smile, not thick or strong, but even the strong wind could not be dispersed.

Yan Tianxing's voice was soft, "I will forgive you if you kiss again."

The heart jumped, and the ink was a little cramped. Her eyes were black and black, as if washed by autumn rain, and she was spotless.

She gritted her teeth and asked, "Is there any end?"

"It's not over," Yan Tianxing lowered his head. "Laozi is not close enough."

He covered her lips, not as fierce, ruthless, and predatory as she was, but tender and tender. A soft and gentle kiss, like a gentle spring breeze, and like a drizzle of rain, but this feeling is no less than the plunder of previous storms, unconsciously surrendered to him without any resistance.

The feeling of crispness spreads from lips to limbs, as if all his stubbornness was drained by him, leaving nothing but softness.

Mo Shangyun was kissed by him without any resistance.

For a long time, Yan Tianxing reluctantly released her.

The current body and occasion are not suitable for in-depth, otherwise it will never be easy to let her go.

Mo Shangyun took a breath of fresh air to relieve the oxygen-poor lungs.

After a few seconds, she stared at Yan Tianxing incredulously, "Are you a victim, or am I a victim?"

Sensing that he was injured, Mo Shangyun never dared to touch him.

As a result, he took the initiative to control it.

Mo Shangyun touched his swollen lips and felt sincerely that he had lost.

"I."

Yan Tianxing jumped out a word with satisfaction.

Mo Shangyun was smirked by him, and Zhangkou said ironically: "Great, do you remember?"

Lazily raised his eyelids, Yan Tianxing put his hand on her shoulder, and the uncle said, "Help me sit down."

"..."

I read ‘The man who did this was chosen by myself’ three times, and Mo Shangyun exhaled for a long time, and finally calmly helped the unbeatable uncle to a chair next to him and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, he heard Mo Jun saying, "The clothes are off."

"So anxious?"

Yan Tianxing raised his head to look at her as if smiling, but his eyes were full of jokes.

"Fuck." Mo Shangyun understood that and immediately spit out angrily, "When you finish talking about your injury, it will be dark."

Yan Tianxing did not change his face and said: "Mo Xiaoyun, do you justify yourself to find a reason?"

"..."

Mo Shangjun's finger joints clattered, and he was sullenly murderous, and the air was full of killing and danger.

Yan Tianxing sat upright, looking at Mo Shangyun lazily and said calmly, "Come on my own."

"..."

After three seconds of pause, Mo Shangyun repeatedly persuaded himself to calm down.

Row.

She, bear!

Yan Tianxing wore a coat outside and a shirt inside.

The coat was easy to take off, and Yan Tianxing did not embarrass her. She lifted the hand as long as she allowed it, and she didn't make any effort.

But when he took off his T-shirt, Mo Shangyun paused.

The shirt was stained with some herbs and blood.

Not fresh blood stains, but permeated from the wound and spread to the shirt through the bandage.

As soon as the buttons of the two shirts were unbuttoned, Mo Shangjun's fingers shook slightly.

Not obvious, but she and Yan Tianxing both felt it.

Yan Tianxing grabbed her hand, "Don't watch it."

"Yan Tianxing, do you have to show your patience with me?" Mo Shangyun clenched his fists tightly, not knowing whether he should be distressed or angry. "Why don't you practice a set of military boxing to show me?" "

Yan Tianxing just smiled, his faint smile covered his eyebrows, he asked, "Do you want to see?"

"miss you."

Mo Shangjun squeezed a word out of his teeth.

Yan Tianxing co-ordinated: "That point is not enough."

"roll."

Mo Shangyun was angry and annoyed.

However, Yan Tianxing squeezed her hand, and her eyes were a little stern, and he smiled, "Your master Yan has practiced, this is nothing."

Looking at his calm smile, and listening to the careless tone, Mo Shangyun only felt that his internal organs were disturbed.

There seemed to be an invisible force that contained the heart and it was breathless for a long time.

There is no reason to think about the experience that I started to talk about.

"Ok."

Surprisingly, Mo Shangyun didn't take him seriously, but nodded in agreement.

It's rare for her to be so obedient, Yan Tianxing asked in full measure: "Are you hurt?"

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun slightly lowered her eyelids, her voice was soft, but she gradually calmed down.

She broke free from Yan Tianxing's hands and unbuttoned Yan Tianxing's clothes again.

"Reversed." Yan Tianxing raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Mo Shangyun shook his eyes, "Yan Tianxing, are you deliberate about something?"

Yan Tian Xing smiled and said, "Novel."

Mo Shangyun froze for a moment.

She unbuttoned the last button in silence, and after lifting off her clothes to see the bandage blood on his abdomen, chest, and shoulders, she bit her lip lightly, and all the harshness and anger had long since disappeared.

As soon as he raised his eyes, Mo Shangyun stared at Yan Tianxing, and his low voice listened to the fluttering voice, but her share was still determined, "Yan Tianxing, I am really good to you this time."

"I can see that," Yan Tianxing took her hand, and the temperature in the palm made Mo Shangyun feel warm only, and his expression was soft.