"I... it's so hot." She looked at Yan Nuohan with innocent eyes. What should I do? She was really hot.
Yan Nuohan crossed his arms and squinted at everything in front of him.
What is she doing? She doesn’t want to take off her clothes, does she?!
"Don't tell me you are so eager to make money." He looked at her tugging at the collar of her white dress, suddenly feeling annoyed.
What is the difference between her and those women who worship money...
Although he admits that he wants her very much and is willing to tease her, he is not prepared to go overboard. Although he is romantic by nature, he also has his own principles, because once provoked by such a woman, he will never be able to get rid of her.
Reason told him that he should push her away, but the man's deepest desire completely collapsed the moment he silently pounced on him and kissed her domineeringly. At that moment, he didn't want to care about anything anymore...
-------- "Tell me, what is your purpose?" After seeing the bright red, Yan Nuohan woke up from his deep sleep and asked silently and indifferently.
Reason told him that if a woman he only knew for a few hours would generously offer his first time, then this woman was by no means simple.
"Huh?" Mo Mo, who had tasted sex for the first time, was sore all over and looked tired.
"Money?"
"I don't understand what you are talking about," Momo said innocently as he rubbed his eyes, "What happened?"
"You are really not simple. Now you are pretending to be innocent again." Yan Nuohan, who has always been keen and cautious, determined that Momo had an ulterior motive.
"I...I didn't, I just remember that I felt hot all over, and then, and then..." Momo's face was blushing, and he didn't know how to continue.
The scene last night was clearly printed in her mind. How should she talk about such embarrassing things?
"Stop pretending to be innocent in front of me. Don't you know that you were like a complete slut last night?" He said with contempt. Such women who pretend to be innocent are even more disgusting than those sluts.
"I...I really don't know what's going on, I..." Mo Mo wrinkled her small face and was about to cry...
"Please, please don't think of me as that kind of woman," she said while crying uncontrollably.
She didn't want to be hated by him. Even though she knew that she had lost her most precious first time, she would not regret it. What she was afraid of was that he would hate her.
"I...what should I do so that you will believe me..."
"..." Yan Nuohan was a little overwhelmed by her tears. Damn it, can't you just make an angelic expression? How can she make people angry...
"I don't want anything, I just want you not to hate me..." She was afraid that he would hate him, so she cried even harder.
"Damn it, can you stop crying?" He was almost heartbroken by her beautiful appearance. Yan Nuohan was extremely annoyed by the feeling he had never felt before. He couldn't feel sorry for her or be sentimental towards her.
"I won't cry, I won't cry, but you have to promise me you won't hate me." She pouted like a child asking for candy.
"I promise you I won't hate you." Because of silent tears, Yan Nuohan was inexplicably panicked...
"Really?" Momo's little face was full of expectation.
"Really," Yan Nuohan affirmed, "but I want you to remember that all I want is your body." He said cruelly and indifferently.
"Well..." Her mouth was tightly blocked by him.
"Hmm... um..." Without the aphrodisiac of the love potion, Silent showed an unexpected youthfulness. She clutched the sheets in panic, her tears filled with confusion, and Yan Nuohan loved her youthfulness to death, and then she
It was she, the pure angel, who was born specifically for this cold devil like him...
Inside the small room is a blood-swelling scene, while an ugly crime is quietly going on outside. In the camera lens are two naked and entangled bodies...
He wanted her over and over again that night, leaving a deep and shallow mark on her body that could never be erased...
She silently wrapped her body in sheets. The night of passion made her whole body sore. The warmth of Yan Nuohan had long since disappeared from the narrow bed. Everything seemed to be a dream. This dream was really beautiful.
Yan Nuohan is like the prince who has appeared countless times in Mo Mo's dreams. It was he who took her into another world. This world is not all about sex, but more of warmth. It is the warmth that Mo Mo has lacked since she was a child. Such warmth
It reminds Mo Mo of her father who passed away long ago, and the mother in her fantasy. Oh, dad, please forgive Mo Mo for being misbehaved, because Mo Mo just wants to be warm.
Although Mo Mo lost her holy body at this moment, she found the long-lost happiness in her heart. "Dad, please protect me," she said devoutly towards the moon outside the window.