Lucky to Have You Till the End

She doesn't know why something ambiguous happens every time she meets him.

She did think of using him to retaliate against Fu Sichen, but then she also figured it out. The best way to retaliate against a person is to learn to ignore and forget.

If it hadn't been for him to propose marriage, she had never thought of being a nominal couple with him.

Although she didn't know the purpose of his marrying her, she knew that it was impossible for a man like him to marry her, and what kind of woman he had never seen before.

No feelings, but want to touch her body, what is this?

Pastime? Play it?

Tang Xinyan's black and white apricot eyes filled with a layer of watery blush, she bit the red and swollen lips he kissed, and said with a trembling voice, "If you can't agree to my request, I would rather not divorce. "

Mo Chiwei narrowed his eyes to look at Tang Xinyan in a defensive posture, his sword brows frowned slightly, and he even wondered, is this her want to catch?

But judging from her current mood and state, she didn't, she really didn't want him to touch it!

Mo Chiwei pressed his thin lips tightly and did not speak. The eyes of the two were intertwined, and the air was silent as if there was only the sound of each other's breathing.

There was a thin layer of sweat covering his forehead, sliding down his handsome face to his **** jaw, with a certain kind of forbearance and depression in his expression.

Tang Xinyan looked at his narrow eyes as dangerous and dark as a secluded pool, her heart palpitated, for fear that he might explode.

She was stretched into a string, like a bow about to break at any time.

Taking a deep breath, she said to him again, "You are excellent and have the capital to attract women. I can't guarantee that I will be tempted by you in the future, but now, I really don't call you."

Mo Chiwei's eyes were deep and pitch black, like the midnight sea, hiding undercurrents and dangers, "Did you call Fu Sichen?"

Tang Xinyan, "..." Are the two comparable? She didn't call him, and she was completely disappointed with Fu Sichen and gave up her heart.

Her heart is still **** now, and it will take a while for her to recover from the crust.

Therefore, she dared not start a new relationship with no confidence.

Seeing her silent, Mo Chiwei's slender fingers roughly pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him.

Tang Xinyan was a little bit painful, she frowned and twisted her body to struggle.

She only wanted to break him away, completely unaware that such a twisting was a huge test and temptation for a man.

When she noticed what was the hard object on her lower abdomen, she froze.

Faced with his dark, hot eyes, her heart trembled, "You..."

Mo Chi suppressed the soaring Yuwang inside his body. He pinched the big hand on her chin and changed it to rub her face. When his thin lips pressed down against her again, she pressed her hands and legs together. Pushing away, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, got out of his arms flexibly.

She was just flustered and in a rush, she accidentally knocked her forehead on the coffee table.

The loud bang made her want to escape slow down.

The sharp pain made Venus stare in front of her.

She cursed in her heart.

Hearing the sound, Mo Chiwei looked in Tang Xinyan's direction. Seeing her kneeling on the carpet with her elbows resting on the coffee table, he realized something, his handsome face appeared unhappy, and his thin lips pressed tightly.

Tang Xinyan touched her forehead, which was wet and sticky. She glanced at her fingers, and it was stained with scarlet blood.