Chapter 0185 – A Knife on the Head of the Colorful Character (1 / 2)

Half an hour later, Tang Jia Chong came back.

Mako, on the other hand, had just come out of the bathroom.

The man was surprised to see her, and with open arms he wrapped his arms around her.

Passionate kisses gagged Mako.

The man had the coolness of the night air just back from being outside.

He seemed to be closing his eyes in enjoyment, his long, thick black lashes seeming to flutter sensuously.

The thought of pushing away only crossed the man’s mind for a moment as he held her, and then it inexplicably vanished.

Maybe it was because he had just taken a shower, plus his body was a bit weak after a busy day, Mako let him hold and kiss him for a while.

Breathing was quickly disorganized.

He’s a good kisser.

It makes you want to stop.

Did you practice with your ex-girlfriend?

As realization returned some, Mako moved away from his fiery lips.

“Where did you just go?”

“Go downstairs and get something.” He came back to kisses on her chin, her neck.

The itch caused her body to shudder uncontrollably.

“Buy what?”

“Set.” He nibbled on her ear, his voice low and compelling.

Mu Xiao’s scalp abruptly tightened, and the sky swirled before his eyes.

Tang Jia Chong picked her up in a cross body hug, took three or two steps into the bedroom, and threw the person onto the bed in a domineering manner.

While taking off the shirt on his body, his eyes gazed tightly at Mako on the bed.

From Mu Xiao’s perspective, that toned pectoral muscle was extremely oppressive.

With the man’s handsome and sharp features, it was a large hormone that attracted people to commit crimes.

Mako lifted her foot against the large hormone’s chest.

Breathing was still messed up, like it was a little more messed up than it had been when they’d just kissed.

In the next second, Tang Jia Chong grabbed her foot and closed his palm to wrap it around her.

Bowed his head and kissed it.

His eyes remained fixed on her eyes.

Full of bathing fire.

Fouls!

It’s so foul!

Mako just stopped him.

Trying to keep the distance between them.

It was so, that’s why he reached out his foot and stepped on his chest.

Yes, that’s it.

But he took the gesture as some kind of hint.

And the gesture he responded to not only made that implication real, but elevated it to the point of shame.

Mako’s eyes widened.

That lifted foot lost its strength at once.

He only let Tang Jia Chong hold it in his hand and play with it.

The coarse palm kneaded her foot, and a tingling current went straight up from her toes to the sky.

Along with that came the stupidity within.

The word “color” is a knife.

Mu Xiao sighed softly and tersely in his heart.

There are less than four months left.

It’s less than 4 months away!

Then as soon as they divorced, the man would be completely out of her sight.

Why is it so sad to think about this.

At this time, her legs seemed to suddenly have strength again, and by the time she reacted, her legs had already drawn back and were still tightly wrapped around Tang Jia Chong’s waist.

They tossed and turned extraordinarily in bed this night.

Women wrap around men like vines.

The bedpans creaked and squeaked.

For a moment, Mako was worried that the bed would really collapse from their sleep.

Both were drenched in sweat afterwards.

Tang Jia Chong went to rinse off first.

Mako laid down for a while, and got up from the bed only after he had eased some of his strength.