conspirator's love

After a good night's dream, Fang Yan found his head buried in Mo Jiaxin's arms when he woke up, sniffing the faint lemon fragrance on her pajamas, he felt a little reluctant to leave this warm and soft embrace for a moment.She raised her head, met Mo Jiaxin's gaze, and blushed suddenly. Dialect struggled a bit, and wanted to leave, but found that embrace followed closely, "Morning!" Mo Jiaxin said softly. "Morning!" Dialect was stunned for a moment, unable to cope with the sudden ambiguous atmosphere.

"You insisted on getting into someone's arms yesterday, so you turned your face on him in the morning?" Mo Jiaxin lowered her head and moved her face closer to the dialect.

"I, I, I..." Dialect stammered and pushed Mo Jiaxin, "How can there be? Even if there is, I still think of you as a pet dog in my dream."

"Pet dog?" Mo Jiaxin squinted her eyes, the moles at the corners of her eyes carried a hint of coquettishness.

This Mo Jiaxin, who makes women blush and heartbeat, is really a disaster.

Fang Yan viciously picked up her arm under his neck and pushed it aside, "Yes, a big curly-haired dog like you jumped up and kissed and licked, so I had no choice but to hug it and snort at it. Mao, tell it to be good and don't be naughty." She said while stroking Mo Jiaxin's hair with her right hand.

Mo Jiaxin laughed out loud.Dialect stared at her, and said solemnly, "Don't be naughty, do you hear me?"

"Naughty? Is it like this?" Mo Jiaxin suddenly rushed over and pressed Dialect on the bed.Her gaze fell on Dialect's face hotly, as if she was going to burn a hole in her face.Dialect feels that at this moment, a tube of sunscreen cream with an SPF above 50 is needed to apply a thick layer to avoid sunburn.She sighed, "Okay, I see, this is the legendary bed-dong. Mo Jiaxin, you are so powerful, you are like a nuclear power plant. You can't catch whoever generates electricity with whom. I'm still afraid of nuclear power leakage. .”

"Then let it out for a while," Mo Jiaxin lowered her head and pressed her soft lips to Yan Yan's lips, licking the corner of Fang Yan's mouth with the nimble tip of her tongue.This time, dialect's flushed face lost blood in an instant, and his heart stopped beating like an electric shock.Immediately after a burst of suffocation came, Mo Jiaxin's tongue was entwined with hers, she retreated step by step, Mo Jiaxin attacked step by step, aggressively attacking between her lips and tongue, giving every inch of the soft ground There is a numb touch.After living for almost 30 years, Dialect only found out today that the dizzying kiss described in the book is real. She felt weak all over and her blood flowed backwards. On the one hand, he hoped that she would continue to kiss her, so that this drunken pleasure could continue.

When she did stop, Dialect was like a fish thrown in the mud, panting with her lips opening and closing.The heart recovered from the stop just now, but it beat faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of the chest cavity.Mo Jiaxin reached into Dialect's pajamas and patted her on the back as if to comfort her.

Dialect calmed down for a while, her slightly parted lips ushered in the next round of attacks, and the fiery tongue slowly slipped into her mouth, like a domineering king inspecting his own land, making people have nothing but to bow their heads and bow their heads. Law.And her hand was like a cold and slippery snake gliding along the curve of Dialect's body, bringing a slight tremor.

The moistness of the mouth and the thirst of the throat formed a stark contrast. In the vertigo that made people lose their mind, Dialect heard the jingle of the wind blowing bells, and Mo Jiaxin whispered close to his ear: "Baby... ...Speaking..." The slippery tongue wrapped around the earlobe of the dialect, and the kisses and sucks down the neck were the final depth charges, announcing the king's complete takeover of the land and sea, and the surrendered prisoners could no longer do anything but tremble. self-sufficient.

With the ups and downs of the emotional tide, the dialect has already been flying nine days away.Her body felt waves of orgasms like electric surges, and the gentle whispers she whispered in her ears made Dialect's heart feel the pleasure of being washed and washed by love again and again.It wasn't until this moment that Fang Yan realized that the so-called experiences he had had before were simply weak compared to what Mo Jiaxin had given him.

After several rounds of tenderness, when her sanity returned to Dialect's body, she couldn't help feeling somewhat regretful.Not to mention that Mo Jiaxin is a woman, and with her usual style of "living among thousands of flowers, not a single leaf touches her body", what exactly is she doing?Take revenge on Zhang Zilu?

"What are you thinking?" Mo Jiaxin leaned over and hugged Fang Yan.

"It's nothing," Fang Yan said frankly after hesitating for a moment, "it's just a little confused. I may have divorce syndrome or something, and my mind is not clear..."

"This has nothing to do with divorce, it's just that you don't dare to face up to your own needs. When you feel good physically, you have to recite a spell for yourself mentally." Mo Jiaxin bowed her head and kissed her neck lightly, Dialect shrank his shoulders sensitively. "Don't you like it? I think your body likes me very much, but you dare not admit it in your heart."

"Both of us are women! Not to mention, we have a messy triangle relationship."

"So what? I like you, Dialect. You are different from Zhang Zilu. You are special to me. That's how I felt when I saw you for the first time." Mo Jiaxin turned the dialect over and looked at her Eye. "You're different from everyone else."

"Mo Jiaxin, aren't you a rare species like bisexual?"

Mo Jiaxin smiled, "I may have been bisexual before," she kissed dialect on the forehead, "but after meeting you, I'm only in dialect."

"Mo Jiaxin, you really don't know how to write the word shy." The dialect instantly turned into tomatoes, and she felt goosebumps starting from the tip of her toes. She lowered her head, "Is this love talk time?"

"Shall we take a shower together?" Mo Jiaxin tightened her arms and held Fang Yan tightly in her arms.

After tidying up, Mo Jiaxin took Fangyan to the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Although she was still 300 meters away from the Civil Affairs Bureau, Fangyan still looked around guiltily. After what happened in the morning, the last thing she needed at this time was to let Zhang Zilu Seeing the two of them together, she didn't want to explain her relationship with Mo Jiaxin to Zhang Zilu, because she didn't know how to explain it. Could it be, Zhang Zilu, I recommend you to watch a web drama called "Counterattack: Love "Rival in Love", Mo Jiaxin, whom you have been thinking about day and night, has already been bent by me. Do you want to make the classic laughter of the villain in the cartoon here?

Ren is an optimist like dialect who lets everything go with the flow, and at this time he is also a little at a loss.She turned her head to look at Mo Jiaxin, she was refreshed and added a bit of brilliance. "Honey, I wish you a smooth divorce." Mo Jiaxin turned to kiss Dialect's cheek.

The plot develops too fast, and Dialect feels that he has picked up the wrong script, "Why does it suddenly feel like we are the dog girls, and suddenly I feel sorry for Zhang Zilu."

Mo Jiaxin rubbed her hair and laughed, "You are so cute, be careful I can't help but eat you up."

Dialect rolled his eyes, thinking that he had already eaten it.

Mo Jiaxin took out another bunch of door keys, "Here, your exclusive key, no one else has ever treated you like this."

Fang Yan took the key and turned to get out of the car, then turned around, "Mo Jiaxin, I haven't decided whether I want to continue this weird cohabitation life with you."

"It's okay, you can inspect it for a few days first, and I will satisfy you." Mo Jiaxin saluted with her right hand, took out her sunglasses and put them on.

Fang Yan slapped on the door dumbfounded.

After this happened, Fang Yan felt that all his anger towards Zhang Zilu had dissipated. The two cheated on each other, and they were still with the same person.

So when she saw Zhang Zilu, she pulled out a stiff smile with a very guilty conscience.Zhang Zilu was dressed in a gray suit with sunglasses and a famous watch. He still looked like a dog.The red silk top and black leather skirt that Fangyan was wearing belonged to Mo Jiaxin, and only the beige wool coat was his own. Old Mo said that this meant that he wanted the clothes to hug Dialect for her. Just listen to her.But it's really nice.

Zhang Zilu took off his sunglasses, looked up and down the dialect, "You seem a little different."

"Well, of course it's different, and soon she will be a single woman." Fang Yan took the lead and walked forward.

"Fang Yan, what's the matter with my suit and leather shoes?" Fang Yan sprained on the steps when he heard this sentence.

She stood up straight, turned her head and showed a bright smile, "It's just a little parting gift, do you like it?"

"You're really petty, forget it, I don't bother to argue with you." Zhang Zilu curled his lips and said disdainfully, bypassing the dialect and walking to the front.

Fang Yan stared at his back, wishing he could jump up and kick him twice, am I petty?You are petty, and your whole family is petty.

When Fang Yan and Zhang Zilu got married, there were many ups and downs. Sometimes they forgot the certificate, and then there was a time conflict. When the two divorced, it was unexpectedly smooth.After going to the bank to settle the property in the public account, Zhang Zilu and Fang Yan finally changed from a couple to strangers.

"How did you get here? Do you need me to give you a ride?" Zhang Zilu was in a good mood today and asked quite a gentleman.

"Let's take a ride, I happen to have something to tell you." Fang Yan opened the door and got into the car unceremoniously.

"Zhang Zilu, I want to trouble you with one thing. Can you not tell my parents about our divorce?" Fang Yan cut to the chase.

"Aren't you going to tell them?"

"Let's not talk about it for now."

"Okay. Am I really mean, after you ruined my leather shoes and suit, I still have to agree to you?" Zhang Zilu tilted his head, "Didn't you say something?"

"Mr. Zhang, what do you mean? Just say it."

"That suit is my favorite suit. Now it's full of needle holes, and I can't wear it at all. I have worn those shoes twice after I bought them, and they are still new."

Fang Yan sighed helplessly, "Don't you care about it? Then, do you want me to pay you now?"

"I really didn't expect, Fang Yan, you've been weak and cute for the past two years, how can you do this?" Zhang Zilu patted the steering wheel, "Looking at your spirit, I really admire you!"

"I didn't let you down by being a despicable abandoned woman after you cheated first and kicked me out. I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang." Dialect said stiffly, "Let's talk about the conditions of confidentiality."

"Then give you a discount, pay 1 yuan, and we're done?"

"Zhang Zilu! How dare you say that our marriage failed, you must be at fault." Fang Yan was almost pissed off by him.

"Then five thousand, this is really the lowest price."

Dialect: "..." Being blackmailed by my ex-husband, I can't describe how I feel at this moment.

The author has something to say:

The life of a dog girl is finally online