Sir, don't be too bad

Xia Yiwan was speechless when she heard the words, and after a long while, she snorted coldly: "If you didn't sleep with her, why would your grandfather insist on letting you marry her?"

"I didn't." Si Mo immediately retorted.

Xia Yiwan curled her lips, she didn't believe that the lonely men and widows stayed in the hotel all night, just chatting under the quilt.

"I saw that she didn't respond, I just want to sleep with you." Simo's voice was hoarse, and he rubbed his chin against her neck while speaking.

There is a short beard on his chin, and Xia Yiwan's whole body is crisp.

But thinking of the tears she shed last night, Xia Yiwan felt uncomfortable in her heart, so she stretched out her hand and pushed, "Get out!"

"My egg has rolled to your door, didn't you feel it?" Si Mo looked at her with dark eyes, and rubbed his body lightly.

"..." Xia Yiwan.

It looks like an egg really rolled to the door...

Xia Yiwan's pretty face was immediately stained with a layer of light red, and she looked at the man in front of her in embarrassment and helplessness.

"Now it's up to you." Si Mo's waist moved slightly, and something pressed against Xia Yiwan's thigh.

"...I don't know what you said." Xia Yiwan deliberately pretended not to know.

She had confessed everything, but Simo didn't say anything.

She is at a loss.

Seeing her refusal, he didn't force her to the point of grinding, but his big hand got into her clothes neatly.

When the familiar man teased Xia Yiwan so much that he couldn't stop, and his clothes were half dragging, Simo suddenly stopped.

"Now we can talk." The man's voice was hoarse and charming.

Xia Yiwan bit her lip, and glared at Simo aggrievedly and angrily: "You bastard!"

Do it again!

Simo nodded: "Yes, that's all, but there are still a few words missing."

"..." Xia Yiwan.

"Say it quickly." Simo pushed her back again.

Xia Yiwan was so stimulated by his movements that her whole body went limp, and she simply closed her eyes: "I like bastards!"

"Who's the bastard?" Simo pressed her body, his voice was as deep and hoarse as gravel.

"You're a bastard!" Xia Yiwan said.

Si Mo gave her a displeased look, and repeated his old trick.

Xia Yiwan groaned softly, and then heard the man ask again: "Wanwan, tell me, who do you like?"

Xia Yiwan was annoyed, she pushed the man on her body away, turned over and pressed on him.

Looking down at the man below, Xia Yiwan was extremely arrogant: "Then tell me first, do you like me?"

Hearing her question, Simo's eyes were dark and dark, but his expression was a little unnatural: "Don't you know if I like you or not?"

If she wasn't sure that she liked her, how dare she barge into the venue?

"I want you to tell me!" Xia Yiwan said, imitating the way of a man, and rubbed against him.

Si Mo felt that it was okay to take control by himself, but he couldn't stand Xia Yiwan's behavior at the moment.

Stretching out his hand to hold Xia Yiwan's waist, Si Mo was eager to find it.

"I'll give it to you after you say it." Xia Yiwan said avoiding his movements.

He can tease, can't she?

Let's see who has teased whom!

Si Mofei pursed his thin lips slightly, a little embarrassed to say it, but he couldn't stand Xia Yiwan's teasing.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and said, "I like it, Xia Yiwan." Much deeper than liking.

Xia Yiwan nodded in satisfaction: "It's more or less the same."

"Now it's your turn to speak." Si Mo couldn't bear the sweat on his forehead, but he still wanted to hear her words that made people feel sweet.

Xia Yiwan curled her lips and smiled wickedly: "You make me feel good, so I'll just say it."