Lucky to Have You Till the End

The noise and noise around him was instantly blocked in Tang Xinyan's mind.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at the handsome face close at hand, with a clear and clean breath on his body in her nose, without a trace of tobacco.

Her scalp was numb, and the little hand with the diamond ring curled up slightly.

"Wei Mo Chi, many people are watching..." She pushed his chest, and even through the cloth of the clothes, she could feel his strong and powerful texture.

She couldn't help but flushed, her ears and neck were all dyed with beautiful red clouds.

Mo Chiwei has one big palm around her slender waist and one on the back of her head. The cloth outlines his tall and broad shoulders, showing the man's masculinity and strength.

Instead of letting go of her, he pried her teeth.

The two men intertwined.

He kissed harder and harder, almost melting her into his blood.

Her legs became weak, and under his superb kissing skills, she was never his opponent.

Outside the French windows.

A ragged, unkempt woman was standing under a palm tree. She looked at the kissing man and woman in the western restaurant, her dim eyes slowly turning red.

Her thin and slender body, like branches and leaves about to fall in the autumn wind, is shaky, about to fall at any time.

Mo Chiwei stood facing the floor-to-ceiling window, he seemed to feel the desperate and sad gaze, opened his eyes sharply, and looked in that direction based on his feeling.

The moment he looked over, the woman quickly hid behind the tree.

Tang Xinyan was dizzy by Mo Chiwei's kiss, so he stopped, and she didn't react for a while.

When she recovered, she found that the man was just touching her lips, but his eyes were looking out the window.

Obviously wandering.

Tang Xinyan took two steps back, she turned her head and looked out following his line of sight.

Except for the tourists coming and going, there is nothing unusual.

"Chi Wei, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Xinyan noticed his hands, clenched into fists tightly, and the blue veins on the back of his hands slightly protruded.

Did he see anyone?

Who can make him react so much?

Seeing Mo Chiwei's abnormality, Chi Zhiheng walked over and patted Mo Chiwei's shoulder, "Fourth brother, what happened?"

Mo Chiwei's thin lips were pressed into a straight line. After a few seconds, he said faintly, "It's okay." As he said, he took Tang Xinyan's hand, "Mrs. Mo, tonight..."

He didn't finish speaking, but the scorching heat in his deep eyes was so obvious that it was self-evident.

Tang Xinyan's ears were hot, she whispered, "Are you going to take medicine?"

Mo Chiwei squeezed the palm of her hand, "No need."

what?

Does he need to take medicine?

why?

Didn't he say that she can only be required by medicine?

Among her many questions, she was dragged by him to the suite he booked.

Standing at the door, watching him swipe the door card, she seemed to think of something, but when he entered, she still stood still.

Mo Chiwei turned his head to look at him, "I asked the doctor, I can have **** in three months."

Tang Xinyan blushed, "But I don't want to."

Mo Chiwei, "..."

The two stood in a stalemate for a while, and he walked to her, stretched out his long arms, and directly embraced her into the room.

Kicked the door with his foot, he pressed her against the wall with his arms, and Jun approached her, "Why not?"

The hot breath fell as he spoke, and her long eyelashes trembled.

She bit her lip and looked at his deep eyes, "Didn't you have other women out there?"