The man's sexy and thin lips tasted her soft lips, and then moved down to kiss her neck madly, which was filled with the scent of daisies.
Qiao Mohan's movements were strong and powerful, and his big palms set fire everywhere on Su Qing's exquisite body.
It had been a long time since he last tasted her.
When he was angry with Su Qing, there were other women who threw themselves into his arms.
But... those women, without exception, were the same as before, and he had no interest in them.
What kept turning over in my mind was Su Qing's smooth skin and her delicate and soft touch.
Qiao Mohan hugged Su Qing and walked upstairs while kissing her.
He strode up the stairs, down the hallway, and turned the doorknob with one hand.
Some even couldn't wait and closed the door with their heels.
The oxygen in Su Qing's brain was being drained away bit by bit, but relatively speaking, the rationality in her brain was dissipating even faster.
Knowing when to call it quits and say no, she has already blocked this man who doesn't respect her.
We must stop him from approaching immediately and not allow him to continue.
But - the skin touched by Qiao Mohan's big hand was hot.
The rationality in her mind seemed to evaporate bit by bit along with the heat.
By the time Su Qing reacted, she had already been thrown onto the big bed by Qiao Mohan, her long hair spread out, and her covering clothes had been thrown away somewhere.
"Um… "
Qiao Mohan's tall body pressed down on her, and Su Qing groaned.
"Wait a minute..." Without the protection of her clothes, the cold air finally brought her back to her senses.
She wanted to stop, but at this point, how could Qiao Mohan let her stop
The man's deep and evil phoenix eyes suddenly darkened.
Su Qing's two small hands that were blocking his heart were grabbed by him, pulled up, and pressed on top of his head.
Qiao Mohan pinched Su Qing's small chin with his other hand. His dark eyes flickered, hiding a dark light that Su Qing couldn't see clearly.
At that moment, their eyes met.
Su Qing clearly saw a hint of sarcasm flash across Qiao Mohan's eyes.
Just as she was about to see clearly, she saw Qiao Mohan suddenly raise the corners of his lips and smile evilly.
The man looked at the woman who was completely submissive to him and said coldly, "Su Qing, remember this - in this world, you are the only woman that I, Qiao Mohan, am tired of playing with and don't want to play with anymore. You are still a little immature if you want to withdraw early."
After saying this, his body suddenly moved forward.
Su Qing could no longer resist, and her last line of defense was lost, and she was completely taken over by Qiao Mohan.
The body was sinking, the breathing was disordered, but the mind was extremely clear at this moment.
Su Qing felt Qiao Mohan's possessiveness towards her without any mercy.
This man is no longer the strong and overbearing lover she used to be, but he is also a caring and gentle lover.
He has changed...
He was no longer the Qiao Mohan who loved her before.
Su Qing could clearly feel how powerful Qiao Mohan was and his possessiveness.
But, I can no longer feel even a little bit of love.
Tears fell from the corners of my eyes.
The moment of extreme joy,
Her heart, however, plummeted to the bottom.
That night... Qiao Mohan demanded her madly.
How could a man as proud as Qiao Mohan tolerate being rejected by a woman
He proved himself through her, using possession again and again to prove that this woman named Su Qing would never want her.
She is his...
She is his...
Even if she has no heart and only a body, she can only belong to him, Qiao Mohan.
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After several ups and downs, Su Qing's initially tense nerves and defenses had been completely broken by Qiao Mohan.
Su Qing lay on the bed, with her back to Qiao Mohan, exhausted but unable to sleep due to a headache—(To be continued)