Lucky to Have You Till the End

Tang Xinyan subconsciously denied, "You are not a cannibal tiger, why should I be afraid?" Having said that, Xingmou still did not dare to look at him.

His long, well-knotted fingers pinched her chin, forcing her to intertwined with his eyes. She opened her mouth, and just about to say something, his **** thin lips pressed toward her.

She pushed towards his chest, trying to avoid, but couldn't really avoid it.

After kissing, she couldn't help curling her hands around the neckline of his clothes, with fine beads of sweat coming out of her palms.

He didn't let go until she was almost out of breath, and put his forehead against her forehead, looking down at her. His eyes were deep and dark, as if he was about to melt her, "Mrs. Mo, my husband is also hungry, when will you let her? Husband full?"

Tang Xinyan replied with an unsteady breath, "I will go out tomorrow and I will treat you to a delicious meal. Don't you want to treat you to a big meal last time..."

Before he finished speaking, the well-developed softness of the chest was suddenly wrapped in the warm palm of the man.

Her pupils stared, and she immediately understood what he meant.

This shameless bad man!

"Wei Mo Chi!" Her blushing face made her look more tender and bright.

He looked at her, pecked her rosy cheek one after another, and made a low voice.

Tang Xinyan took out his big dishonest hand, she bit her lip, and whispered, "I'm not ready yet..." Besides, she didn't know if he had a **** complex. If so, she wouldn't Know how to explain to him——

After all, it is not a glorious thing to be lost by the ex-husband's design.

Naturally, Mo Chiwei would not force her in such a place. He held her delicate and bright face, rubbing his rough fingers at the corners of his eyes, "Stupid madam, it has shrunk so thin recently."

Tang Xinyan, "..."

He let go of her, stood up from the banana leaf, and looked at her condescendingly, "You rest here, I'll find something to eat."

Tang Xinyan glanced at the dark night outside, she sat up and wrapped her knees, "Can you do it?"

Mo Chiwei raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his lips made a wicked smile, "Would you like to try now and see if your husband can do it?"

Tang Xinyan was embarrassed, she covered her hot face with her hands, "I didn't mean that, I mean it's so dark outside, can you go out to find food by yourself?"

Seeing her blushing and embarrassed, he was in a good mood, bent over and touched her little head, "Don't worry, your husband will do everything."

Tang Xinyan, "..." I have never seen such a shameless person.

After Mo Chi went out to look for food, Tang Xinyan gathered her leather jacket, feeling that there was something hard in the inner bag, she took it out curiously and took a look.

It turned out to be a men's wallet.

She knew that it was wrong to look through his things in private in this way, but somehow she remembered Ye Weiya's words in her mind.

——The photo is Brother Mo's dearest treasure. He will take the photo wherever he lives. If you are really his wife, you can sneak a bit while he is not here. The original is in Brother Mo's hands anyway.

Will the original of that photo be in this wallet?

Tang Xinyan bit her lips hard, she looked at the purse entangledly, not knowing whether to open it or put it back in the bag.

But that's how people are. Once you have curiosity, it's like a cat's claw scratching your heart, you have to figure it out.

While she was still hesitating in her mind, her hand moved a step faster.