Qing Muchen was very energetic and didn't have any scruples. He could do whatever he wanted.
The primitive and wild side of his character was vividly displayed in front of Mo Xier this morning.
Mo Xier gritted his teeth in pain, his whole body was tense, and his nerves were spasming slightly.
She and Qing Muchen had been married for several days, but the two of them had only done this kind of thing a few times.
She was actually very unfamiliar, and she was still not used to the sudden presence of such a person beside her, and the two of them naturally started doing such intimate things.
The first time with Qing Muchen, that night, she followed him the whole time.
Mo Xier once naively thought that Qing Muchen also had a gentle side.
However, in the days after their wedding night, he had subverted her view of him time and time again.
When he started doing these things, his energy seemed to be inexhaustible. Mo Xier was like a shaky boat in the wind and rain, and almost collapsed to the ground after being pushed against him several times.
Long hours.
I don't know how long it took, but when it was over, Mo Xi'er's legs trembled, and she couldn't support herself for a moment, and she slumped to the ground along the closet wall.
Her face was very red, her skin all over her body was glowing with a layer of pink that she had just been pampered, and her body was as soft as a puddle of mud.
Qing Muchen put an arm above her head, lowered his eyes, glanced at her lightly, and curled his lips nicely.
"Does this mean we are defeated?" His tone was full of ridicule.
Mo Xier was aroused by his words, raised her head and glanced at him.
"shut up!"
Qing Muchen was in a particularly good mood this morning. He ignored her unfriendly tone and squatted down beside her, hugging her up like a salvage.
"Come in with me and wash up!"
His movements were very natural.
He carried her directly into the bathroom.
Mo Xi'er was a little surprised by his action and turned her head to look at his arm.
Now, she really didn't have the strength to walk to the bathroom by herself. What she didn't expect was that Qing Muchen had such a considerate side.
Mo Xi'er just looked at him quietly, and accidentally lost her concentration.
Qing Muchen's movements of hugging her seemed to be getting smoother and smoother now. It felt like the two of them had practiced it countless times.
He hadn't taken a shower for three nights in a row, and he disliked the smell of Qing Muchen's body.
Mo Xier actually felt it too.
It has a very light smell, like the fumes left behind after going to some restaurant.
She was a little doubtful whether she smelled it right, so she leaned her head into his arms, buried her face in his clothes and smelled it gently.
Yes, she was sure it was the smell of oil smoke.
Mo Xier's smell like this actually appeared on his body. A person who is usually so serious about mysophobia that he doesn't even allow any impurities in the air can actually allow himself to have these strange smells!
Mo Xi'er found that she didn't understand Qing Muchen more and more.
Qing Muchen didn't give any explanation for his behavior, nor did he mention what happened last night. He didn't even care about the slap last night. After carrying her in, the bathtub was filled with water, and he just held her in his arms. Went in.
After taking a long bath, he had no intention of getting out.
Mo Xi'er leaned in his arms and nodded drowsily a few times, and then somehow, she fell asleep directly.
When I woke up, I felt a tingling electric shock all over my body.