Ye Qiqi didn't know if he was angry, or how angry he was.
She only knew that she was entangled by him so decisively and forcefully that she almost had no chance to breathe. She only felt that her body was getting softer and weaker, and she had less and less strength. She couldn't even raise her head to resist. If you don't take action, you can only be forced to completely entangle with him.
Ye Qiqi just raised her head and stood at the door of the room, letting him kiss her. Her slender hands gradually changed from being against his chest to wrapping around his neck.
Such a passionate kiss lasted for who knows how long. It wasn't until Ye Qiqi felt that her lips hurt slightly that Mo Hanqing slowly moved his face away.
"That... Young Master..." Ye Qiqi raised his head hesitantly and called him in a soft and waxy voice.
However, when she raised her head, she saw his pair of deep black eyes looking at her so directly and deeply that her heart skipped a beat.
"Master, you...ah!!" Ye Qiqi was about to talk to him when she couldn't help but screamed. She felt her feet lighten as he picked her up by the waist and carried her directly towards the room. Go inside.
Mo Hanqing put his arms around her waist and carried her to the bed. Then he turned over and pressed her whole body under him.
Ye Qiqi lay on her back on the bed and looked at him fearfully.
His deep eyes were only a few inches away from her, but they seemed to be unfathomable black holes in the vast universe, firmly attracting her gaze.
Ye Qiqi couldn't help but swallow hard. She always felt that the Mo Hanqing in front of her was very different from usual.
Her hands were tightly clasped by him, and he pressed her motionless, his deep eyes looking at her condescendingly, his chiseled chin raised slightly, but he didn't say a word.
This situation, inexplicably, gave her a sense of calm before the storm.
"Master, are you...are you angry..." Ye Qiqi asked Mo Hanqing cautiously and in a weak voice.
However, what answered her was a warm and slightly numb touch that suddenly came from her collarbone.
The tips of his hair gently brushed her cheek, rubbed her chin, and kissed her.
Ye Qiqi's body trembled slightly and she looked down at him subconsciously.
His hot breath sprayed on her skin, and his warm body was still covering hers.
He obviously didn't make any unnecessary movements, but he seemed like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity, keeping his prey firmly within his range.
Along with his delicate kiss, Mo Hanqing's slender palm had quietly inserted into her robe, then opened a corner, and with a slight hint of coolness, his fingers slowly followed the edge of the robe and inserted into her breasts. In the lining.
Ye Qiqi felt numb all over, as if there was an electric current slowly traveling along her skin.
A soft and smooth touch came from his fingertips. Such a beautiful touch made Mo Hanqing couldn't help but let out a low sigh. However, when such a soft sigh flowed out of his deep voice, It's more like the roar of a cheetah before it's about to enjoy its prey.
Before Ye Qiqi had time to resist, his free hand had already neatly pulled open the collar of her underwear.