One look made Mo Xier intuitively put on guard.
She put her arms on his chest and pushed him away. Mo Xi'er didn't know what was going on in her head at this time, but her conditioned reflex was to run away from the bed.
However, before his toes touched the ground, he was pulled back by Qing Muchen.
His strength was very strong, and he pulled her roughly and imprisoned her under him. His tall body was like a heavy mountain. He pressed tightly against her body, and his breath was densely packed like a net full of silk. , allowing Mo Xier no way to escape.
Mo Xi'er raised her arm and wanted to slap her in his direction again. However, she stretched her hand in the air and suddenly restrained herself.
Qing Muchen seemed unable to see her movements, biting her lips with his lips, kissing her fiercely.
His kiss, just like the last time at the wedding, was rough and domineering, sweeping through her senses, filling her nerves, and seemed to swallow up all the air in her mouth.
Mo Xi'er's hand was still frozen in mid-air, and she was looking at him steadily. The body lying under him was as stiff as a lifeless piece of wood.
Qing Muchen didn't seem to care about her feelings and was still ravaging her lips.
The sharp teeth bit her lower lip, biting and pulling, as if trying to bite off the flesh on her lip.
Mo Xi'er was in pain, but didn't say a word.
"Do you like it?" Qing Muchen raised his face and said unexpectedly.
"I don't have any masochistic tendencies!" Mo Xier reminded with an expressionless face.
She described all the feelings he gave her as being masochistic.
It seemed that this was the first time Qing Muchen heard a woman use such adjectives in front of him. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a look that seemed a little surprised.
"Really? Don't like it?"
"Young Master Qing, do you think you have very good skills?" Mo Xi'er asked without answering.
"Okay, won't you know if you try it?" Qing Muchen brushed away a drop of crystal liquid from his lips and turned his eyes to her red lips. Under Mo Xi'er's stunned eyes, he suddenly made a gesture with his hand to make her Unexpected action.
Stretching his hand in her direction, he gently pressed her lips with the fingertips that had just brushed his lips.
Then, he slowly moved around her petal-like lips, and wiped away the silver thread on her lips that had been pulled from the passionate kiss between the two.
His movements were very slow, and when his fingertips swept along her lips, the thin calluses gently stimulated her skin. Mo Xier seemed to be conducting electricity, and a tingling feeling spread from her lips, It spread all over the body in one stroke.
"If you don't like it, why don't you scream?" Above his head, Qing Muchen's voice sounded again, low and hoarse, and it seemed that there was a hint of amusement.
Mo Xier's face stiffened.
If you don't like it, why call it out
Do you still want her to pleasure him with her voice
In fact, Qing Muchen couldn't see her expression clearly at all, but from her slightly stiff body, he could imagine what her face looked like now even without looking.
Without any self-awareness, he leaned forward and leaned towards her with his handsome face. He blew softly against her ear with an extremely seductive voice, "I like the sound of your voice right now!"
He was not in a hurry to go deep, but chatted with her leisurely.
The tone of voice was extremely lazy, as if she was flirting.
Mo Xier didn't like this atmosphere very much. In her opinion, Qing Muchen shouldn't be such a patient person.
Qing Muchen now made it impossible for her to understand his thoughts at all.