Lucky to Have You Till the End

To be honest, she was not ready yet.

Although she married him, the time she knew each other was too short.

On the other hand, she is not in business, she is afraid that he will be disappointed and disgusted with her when he knows it.

However, she didn't want him to endure so much pain.

If two people are destined to entangle, why should she always reject him and fail to fulfill her husband and wife obligations?

The black and white Xing’s eyes were covered with a layer of emotional mist. She looked at his deep, three-dimensional and exquisite and picturesque handsome face, and said in a soft and soft voice, "If you want, I will give it... just, If I am not as good as you think, please leave me a little self-esteem, don't humiliate me in front of me..."

Mo Chiwei's sword frowned and his eyes became cold a little while looking at her, "What nonsense, how could I humiliate you?"

Tang Xinyan bit her lips and said nothing.

I hope he is not a man with a c. female plot.

Otherwise, this marriage between her and him may also come to an end after tonight.

Seeing his handsome face, she stopped struggling, wrapped her hands around his neck, and proactively kissed his cold and beautiful thin lips.

Rarely did she close her eyes and tremble with her long eyelashes when she took such initiative.

His lips are thin and soft, yet cool, like Q-soft jelly.

She sucked, learning the way he kissed her, trying to go deeper.

But she was too young and immature, inexperienced, and too nervous, knocking on his lips several times.

He didn't correct her either, and let her kiss her without any rules.

She opened her eyes and looked at him with a smile, annoyed and embarrassed.

She took the initiative, why didn't he react at all?

Is it possible that he doesn't like women taking the initiative?

Putting her hands away from his neck, she turned her face away and stopped looking at him, "I want to go back to the room."

"Okay." He said in a low voice, stretched out his long arms, and picked her up from the desk.

Tang Xinyan grabbed his shirt collar, feeling a little depressed.

Doesn't he want to cherish it when she takes the initiative?

Mo Chiwei put her on the bed, looked at her puffed face, and kissed her forehead, "Wait for me."

Hearing the sound of water rushing, Tang Xinyan looked through the frosted glass in the bathroom and looked at the vague but still tall and straight figure inside, her heartbeat began to speed up.

About ten minutes later, Mo Chiwei came out of the bathroom.

He only wears a bath towel around his waist, his chest is strong, his abdominal muscles are thin and powerful, and the mermaid line without the bath towel is **** and charming.

The two long legs under the bath towel are slender and straight than the male model on the runway.

He walked towards her while wiping his wet short hair.

Seeing him getting closer and closer, her pink lips opened slightly, as if exclaiming his impeccably handsome face and tall and straight figure, or just wearing a bath towel, it seemed so noble and elegant Temperament.

"Xinyan, sit up."

Tang Xinyan sat down obediently, he wiped her hair with a towel, and then plugged the wind into the electricity.

Slender fingers pierced into her long curly hair, and her hair was blown dry for her with care.

She has been stunned, stunned, silly.

Mo Chiwei was amused by her appearance, "Mrs. Mo, you look like you can't wait."

Tang Xinyan didn't refute it for the first time. She raised her slender fingers and gently stroked his well-defined face, and asked in a very soft voice, "Wei Mo Chi, will you be nice to me in the future? Will you deceive me?"

He took her hand and kissed the back of her hand.