Chapter 1027 Everything Is Back to the Original Point (27)

She is hooking the sling with one hand, and put the other hand around her mouth, looking at her with spring eyes, her body is as soft as a pool of spring water, her voice is so soft that even her bones are brittle, she lifts her slender and white legs, coquettishly Shouting his name: "Shang Mo..."

Her legs slowly descended on his body, naked, infinitely charming.

Unable to control it, he leaned forward and pressed her up, kissing her lips, stroking her body, leaving traces of his under her body.

She couldn't bear it, raised her swan-like neck, and couldn't help moaning softly.

But when he was about to enter her, he woke up from the dream...

In the dream, the style is infinite, the blood is boiling, when I wake up, I am alone, and the room is cold.

He got up and lit a cigarette, and when he stood by the window, he saw the living room downstairs was lit, and on the balcony, the man in his dream was sitting there painting the night snow scene with a brush.

Originally full of hostility.

It disappeared suddenly at this moment, and his eyes became meaningless.

He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and his whole body was somewhat aggressive under the wall lamp emitting a faint yellow light.

Suddenly, he put out his cigarette and walked out.

Rong Mo, who was concentrating on painting, heard footsteps coming from his ears.

She turned her head and saw a hazy figure over the living room. Just as she was about to ask someone, a slightly stern male voice sounded softly: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Come down to drink water. Seeing the beautiful snow scene, I couldn't help but want to draw it." Rong Mo explained lightly, taking a sip from the water glass with his free hand.

"Oh." Shang Mo responded casually, and fixed his eyes on Rong Mo's lips, which became moist from drinking water, and she subconsciously licked them with her tender tongue.

His eyes were a bit more understanding.

"Why are you awake?" Rong Mo continued to paint.

"Thirsty." Shang Mo replied casually, his gaze was fixed on Rong Mo's fair and slender fingers, the fingers moved gently, but the snow scene he drew was vivid.

Rong Mo originally thought that Shang Mo would leave immediately to drink water and then go to sleep, but unexpectedly Shang Mo not only did not leave, but also suddenly walked behind her and wrapped her hand holding the pen: "Here, we should add another Pen……"

Rong Mo shrank back in shock.

At this time, the two were very close, his tall and straight body was behind her, almost holding half of her body in his arms.

Knowing that he didn't know that she was a woman, and knowing that he just wanted to teach him how to draw, she still couldn't help but panic, and her face turned red involuntarily.

But he wanted to struggle recklessly, but the dry and strong hand, just like his impression, was overbearing and forced it. His voice was very calm, and he taught: "When you draw, don't hold the pen so tightly. Tight, like here, the pen is too heavy, you can lighten it up..."

He taught her so solemnly.

Ling Rongmo suddenly didn't know how to react.

She kept wondering in her heart, is it normal for two men to be like this, is it normal for two men to be like this...

"Here you can add a few more strokes..." Shang Mo's head moved forward slightly, just leaning against Rong Mo's ear, the warm breath was like a warm current, gushing over Rong Mo's sensitive ear one after another superior.

Rong Mo felt that his body was inexplicably weak, and couldn't help turning his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Shang..."

She moved her head, and the ear beads just reached Shang Mo's lips, and then her ears kissed his lips.

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ps: Shangmo is so flirtatious~~ Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a kiss~~~