Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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Ji Nuan didn't mean to go to the bathroom, she just wanted to stay away from the Cold War area.

After washing my hands and simply applying makeup, after about ten minutes, I turned and was about to go out, but when I walked outside, I suddenly saw a man smoking against the wall outside.

As soon as she was out, she was surrounded by smoke. She paused for a moment, watching the man look like he was smoking. When he smoked, unlike the other men, he looked calmer and calmer, even if there were smoke. The unpleasant taste, but there is a hint of mint in the smoke.

But I don't know how he would come here to smoke. Obviously the men's toilet is downstairs, and here is the women's toilet.

She didn't move after she came out, only the ghost made the **** stand and looked at him in situ. The man also looked at her like this when she came out. The spark between her fingers disappeared clearly, but she didn't stop because she saw it, but There is no intentional behavior.

The two stood silently and silently, smoking silently, until Mo Jingshen extinguished the cigarette **** and tossed it aside, Ji Nuan asked: "You don't seem to have smoked much before."

"Um." The man was light.

"Do you smoke regularly these three years?"

"occasionally."

Ji Nuan didn't talk anymore. After all, the man was still cold when he was downstairs. Now she just came out to the bathroom, but he followed. On the one hand, she felt that she had done nothing wrong. Inside I was a little ignorant of what to say or do.

The man then glanced at the bathroom behind her: "Is there anyone else?"

"No." Ji Nuan was really alone when she was inside.

The man glanced at her again, and suddenly changed from the posture leaning against the wall to the posture of standing upright, and then took a step closer to her immediately before Ji Nuan reflected it. The approaching movement had a certain sense of oppression, Let her instinctively take a few steps back into the bathroom.

Until the man walked in like this, she stared at it: "This is female washing ..."

The words did not fall, the door of the toilet was taken directly by the man.

Ji Nuan: "..."

The man was still approaching. She looked at him strangely, stepping back step by step until she leaned on the side sink.

"Mo Jingshen, are you going to play in the women's bathroom? Are you a rogue?" Ji Nuan put his hands behind her, blocking her waist and the marble sink behind her.

Seeing the man not talking, just looking at her, as if to see her through such an almost gaze, to see what she was thinking.

Ji Nuan didn't start slightly, saying displeasedly, "Are you still angry with me? Are you still fighting the cold war with me? What is this now?"

"Well, I'm out of breath now." The man's tone was light, but he still didn't back away.

Ji Nuan glanced at him suddenly: "What's upset? You're inexplicably angry, and then inexplicably extinct ..."

"Some emotions are unreasonable, and they can't be restrained," the man said. "But if I get angry, it doesn't seem to be good for me."

Ji Nuan's indifferent face: "You are really amazing and calm about everything. At this time, you will also consider the pros and cons."

"What if you don't think about it? Your temper is so bad that you can't even coax people. I won't be able to pull you back if I pull you. If I push you away, you'll just jump farther."

The man's tone sounded light and light, but it seemed a little wronged.

For what wrong? Because she doesn't coax him?

Childish and childish, this ink depth of field ...

But having said that, what she says and does is really based on her own temperament, which is very unscrupulous.

Ji Nuan didn't say anything, just raised his hand and pushed it on his chest, then put his hand on him, and said in a cold voice, "Speaking of the story in the bathroom, I still remember the time I was in the bar before the divorce. Here, because I frowned at the men on the dance floor, you dragged me directly into the men's bathroom, I angrily pressed you against the wall and pulled your shirt neckline, remember what you said to me at that time? "

The man's eyebrows moved and he didn't speak, but he clearly remembered the **** things he had said.

"You said ... Do you think you can hold me?" Ji Nuan's voice was shallow, and then raised his eyebrows. He slightly picked his fingers to the neckline of his shirt, and then coldly hooked his lips: "Depth of ink, Do you think you can hold me now? "

Talking, she pushed the man away with no expression.

As a result, the man not only was not pushed away, but raised his hand and easily held her wrist, and the other arm was directly across her waist to buckle her into his arms, and he bowed his head and smiled at Ji Nuan's eyes for a moment: I certainly can. "

Ji Nuan: "?????????"

This script is wrong!

Then, the man pressed her directly onto the marble sink, and the hand around her waist changed to hold her back, and he bowed down and kissed him severely.

The kiss seemed to carry the anger that had not yet dissipated, showing that he was not as calm as he could be when weighing the pros and cons. This kiss was impatient, aggressive, and Ji Nuan leaned against the sink. Suddenly, if he wanted to resist, he would kick the man's leg when he lifted his leg, but the man pressed her leg directly under the sink with his long straight legs and could not move any more.

"Uh ... Mojing ... Uh ... deep ..." Ji Ranran moved angrily in his arms.

Mo Jingshen clutched her waist, deepened the kiss, from the aggressiveness at the beginning to the gentleness gradually, and turned into a long cricket.

Even while letting her take a breath, she put it on her lips and said dumbly, "My dear, at least I can get rid of my breath. Wouldn't you want me to keep this breath at night?"

"..."

at night?

These days are too busy. Rarely, Mo Jingshen hasn't entered her room again after she returned to the hotel in the last few days, and let her take a good rest. Is there any plan now?

Ji Nuan rolled his eyes and took a bite on the man's lips.

The man had a pain on his lips, but he did not let go of her. Until both people tasted blood, he retreated from her mouth, but looked at her with a smile and a smile.

"It bit so hard. It seems you are looking forward to the evening, eh?"

There is a little blood on the man's lips, and there is such a small wound that seems to be bitten by her at a close distance, but this visual effect always seems to feel **** sex.

Ji Nu raised her hand to block his obvious mouth that had been kissed to be red and swollen, and forbid him to continue to slap her lips.

Outside at this moment someone was knocking on the door, Ji Nuan stared at him and turned to look at the bathroom door.