Chapter 51: Chapter 51:

In an instant, Ning Mitang's eyes began to turn red.

She looked at Mo Huai's face turned dark, and looked at her deeply for a long

time with a cold, chilly gaze, then stepped back, turned and left.

The man's leaving back lingered with a layer of anger, Ning Mitang's mind was

blank, her hand hanging on one side was tightly squeezed, she lowered her

head, her black and clear eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

"Maybe you haven't figured out one thing."

Suddenly, Mo Huai returned angrily after walking a few steps.

He lifted Ning Mitang's chin with his hand, and when he touched her watery and

wet eyes, his tone softened a bit, "Although I proposed to break up, but you

have not yet agreed, we are still a romantic relationship."

On the chin, the temperature of his fingertips is very high, "So, do you say I

have the right to control you?"

Ning Mitang looked at him blankly.

What does he mean?

Mo Huai's face was very close, Ning Mitang clearly saw his dark eyes full of

anger, and a bit of grievance was rare, her heart trembled, her face was

indifferent, "Then you are Remind me to agree to your breakup?"

"You are delusional."

Mo Huaiyin's face was sullen, his faint dark eyes with a scorching light,

tightly locked to Ning Mitang, his restrained anger was like a volcanic

eruption, and suddenly surged: "Want to break up with me and be with that

man?" Tighten your fingertips, "Don't even think about it."

Ning Mitang stared angrily at the unreasonable man in front of him, trying to

break away from the chin clasped by him, "whatever I want, no matter what you

do, you let go and hurt me."

The heart was choked in panic, and an unfamiliar acidity filled his chest. Mo

Huai tried to ignore the uncomfortable feeling. Her thin lips were pressed

into a straight line, her fingertips loosened, but that face moved closer to

Ning Mitang's face, with a domineering force.

"You... don't lean so close to me."

Ning Mitang lowered her eyes, not daring to look directly at the flame of Xing

Miao in the man's eyes.

"Didn't you always pester me before?" Mo Huai lowered his voice, cold and

indifferent, "I allow you to continue pestering me."

"Not rare." Ning Mitang whispered in a low voice.

Mo Huai deliberately ignored it. His eyes fell on the girl’s black and long

eyelashes, fluttering with a tremor, and then down, the pink and moisturizing

mouth stubbornly tightened, a dull man. expression.

The indifference on Jun's face faded, and his eyes softened a bit. Mo Huai

stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms, speaking righteously, and

continued: "Except for me, no other men are good things. So, you have to treat

other men. Stay vigilant and keep a certain distance."

Ning Mitang felt funny. He didn't expect that he had no memory and recovered

memory, and said the same thing, "You are not a good thing either." She glared

at him, struggling, "Let go, don't hold me."

"Then you promise me to ignore that man next time." Mo Huai took the

opportunity to talk about conditions.

"Why should I promise you?" Ning Mitang raised her head, her small face was

smooth and flawless, the white porcelain was translucent, and tender as if it

were made of water, "Even if I want to see him, what can you do?" Looking at

the cold and gloomy face in front of her, she just wanted to antagonize him.

"Ah."

Mo Huai stepped forward again. The two bodies were already in close contact

with each other. He pressed the girl tightly against the door panel, his voice

was dumb, "Not very good." He stretched his big hand up and held Ning Mitang's

head. , Bowed his head and kissed.

The taste is just as in the impression, sweet and soft, with two pink lips

contained in the mouth as if they are about to melt away. I thought that the

dream was already the ultimate temptation, but now I realized that the dream

was not half as sweet as it is now.

Ning Mitang's whole body was startled, the man's familiar body and touch came,

and the action of sucking her upper lip forcefully was the same as before, as

if she had changed back to Ahuai who had been affectionately with her before.

The tip of the tongue pushed the shell teeth hard, with the hot temperature,

the big tongue patted every inch of soft flesh in the girl's small mouth with

great enjoyment.

"Um..." Ning Mitang recovered, she began to struggle, "Let go...Let go." The

tip of her tongue was entangled with the man's tongue, and she couldn't speak

at all.

Mo Huai kissed deeply and hard, with one hand on the girl’s slender waist and

the other on the back of her head. Her slender and petite figure was trapped

between the hard as iron chest and the cold door, Ning Mitang The whole person

can't move.

After sucking hard for a few times, Mo Huai's eyes were dark as black ink. He

breathed harder, panting heavily, his lips loosened, and the distance between

his lips was only one finger wide, "Promise me, don't ignore that man

anymore."

Tears drenched in the corners of Ning Mitang's eyes, and her black eyes were

covered with a layer of water mist, and she was moisturized, "You bastard!"

She blushed. This man is so disgusting, how disgusting!

"No?" Mo Huai's voice was low and hoarse, he leaned in again, and kissed

heavily on his pink lips. The tip of the tongue was about to get in again,

only to find that the girl's teeth were tightly closed.

The thin lips bend, and he rubs the girl's lips with his teeth, not too

lightly, the soft touch is simply overwhelming.

"what......"

The delicate lips were bitten by the teeth, and the tingling sensation made

Ning Mitang couldn't help but exhale softly. Mo Huai's tongue rushed in,

angrily, scraping the sensitive parts of his mouth with force.

After a while, Ning Mitang's white cheeks were already smudged with beautiful

thin red, her body was trapped feebly, and she fell into dizziness.

"Are you agreeing to me?" Mo Huai's voice was hoarse to the extreme, and his

eyes were so dark as to drip ink.

The body fluid in her mouth was plundered, and the sensitive part of the

tongue root was teased over and over again. Ning Mitang trembled her body

lightly and whimpered softly.

"Death!"

Mo Huai cursed secretly, her whole body tense, the girl's body was delicate

and soft, and her voice was soft and delicate, and she knew she was being

bullied.

The surrounding temperature is getting higher and higher, there is no heating

in the room, but the hot temperature between the two is spreading in the

living room.

The big hand followed the white coat and opened the zipper. The thin autumn

clothes inside could not withstand the big hand's attack. Soon, one of Mo

Huai's hand clung to the soft side of the towering, soft, tight grip.

"Mo Huai!"

Ning Mitang was stunned by Mo Huai's movements, and water filled his eyes,

"You..."

"Hey, don't move." The man's voice was hoarse, and the hot and humid breath

sprayed on Ning Mitang's face, his heart trembled, as if being crawled back

and forth by an ant, itchy and unbearable.

He only heard that he was justified: "Who makes you so bad?"

With his palms pressed, he rubbed the ball of white jade, and the soft touch

made him crazy. He did the same in his dream, holding this soft ball, he

didn't want to let go.

"Can you agree to me?" He asked again, his hands kept moving and he squeezed

badly.

The man’s hot and sturdy body pressed her tightly, Ning Mitang couldn’t move

her whole body, her face was already red and Feifei, the water in her eyes,

the corners of her eyes were red, and she was pitifully bullied. of.

She choked, "I...promise you, you let me go first."

The blood in his body was bursting, clamoring that he wanted to touch the girl

in his arms. Hearing Ning Mitang's answer, the tight strings in Mo Huai's

heart broke, and the frowning brows gradually unfolded.

"I promised you, why don't you let it go?" Ning Mitang asked out in a shameful

voice. The man's evil hand still held her side tightly, and even rubbed it a

few times. It made her eyes red.

Mo Huai took a few breaths slowly, suppressing the unfamiliar turbulent

passion, rubbed his hand heavily, and then slowly pulled it out. He stared at

her scorchingly, breathing hot and moist, with a sultry bewitching: "I can't

help it, it's so soft."

"Huh!" Suddenly, Ning Mitang's face became more red and pink, and she glared

at him shamefully, her eyes brightened astonishingly, "You can let me go."

This person is really too hateful, too bastard, the former A Huai would not be

so rascal, nor so domineering.

Mo Huai suppressed the desire and hope in his eyes, still feeling unfulfilled.

He was in a good mood at this time, the anger, grievance, upset and dryness

just disappeared. His thin, water-colored lips cocked slightly, and he gently

brushed the messy long hair beside Ning Mitang's ears, and his voice was

hoarse and low-magnetic, "You promised me, you won't be able to see that man

again, and stay away from other men. Far."

Touching the other man's deep and burning gaze, Ning Mitang bit her lip, "You

won't let me see Mr. Guo, but other men, I can't guarantee this."

Her voice was low and soft, as if softly muttering: "I will marry someone one

day, Mo Huai, you can't be so selfish. If you don't want me, someone else will

want me."

"Marry someone else? Do you dare?"

Mo Huai's body pressed against her tightly, as if sinking into the cotton,

soft and limp.

There was a chill in his eyes and a bit more sourness in his mouth, "I want to

marry another man before we break up, Ning Mitang, I tell you, don't even

think about it..."

Whenever she thinks of standing with other men, let alone marrying each other,

the unfamiliar acidity in her heart will surge, almost overwhelming him. He

has lived for so many years, including in his previous life, he has never had

so much anger, unwillingness, and he will not be like this. A word of her can

arouse his jealousy and grievance.

He has a bad premonition that Ning Mitang will eventually become his weakness,

and even his Achilles heel.

......

Huashangrenjian is a newly opened gallery located at the crossroads of Wenyi

Street. Not only is the land price extraordinary, but people without a certain

status can't get a place here.

Elder Qi was standing on a cane and dressed in a dark green embroidered bamboo

Tang suit. He looked at Mo Huai radiantly, "I thought you would not come

today." With his years of experience in knowing people, a pair of insightful

eyes, he is very good to other people. It's easy to see through, but the young

man Mo Huai can't see through.

Mo Huai's expression was cold, and his whole body exuded an unpleasant cold

air.

She has been avoiding him since he kissed Ning Mitang that day. Every day once

he finished sucking the blood, she immediately returned to the room, locked

the door and couldn't get out. Thinking that when he went out today, the

girl's room was still tightly locked, Ying Ting's eyebrows frowned

unconsciously.

"It's okay to be idle." Mo Huaihun replied indifferently.

"Hahaha, yes, I'm just idle." Yu Lao smiled openly, and he half-squinted his

eyes. "But if I couldn't invite the boy Mo Huai to come to my place, I

wouldn't want to join in the fun."

Old Qi poked the floor with a cane, "Lao Yu, don't knock me down, I have

invited you every year, at least give me some face."

"It's the gallery opened by his niece, not him. Hmph, I'll try to get a

reputation." Yu Lao looked down on Guo Zhinian.

"Keep your voice down and give some face to the little girl. Besides, she won

the first place in the Yuhui Chinese Painting Competition. I have seen her

paintings and I am also a genius." Qi Lao looked relaxed, he glanced coldly.

Mo Huai, who was standing beside him, said, "I think that little girl and Mo

Huai are a good match."