Murong Qingzhen began to feel that he could no longer control himself.
He was trying his best to endure the fire of desire that was gradually rising in his body.
"Azi, don't do this, stop."
He felt a little helpless towards Jiang Zimo, who was always tightly wrapped around him. He could only keep pulling down her hands that were running around, in a state of embarrassment. Suddenly he burst into laughter, remembering that the first time he was naked with her, it happened to be him.
She was unconscious. Maybe she was so pestering that night, so she couldn't control herself...
In fact, deep down in his heart, he always wanted to give her the best and most cherished treatment. Her first night with him should have been a romantic and warm mid-level castle, with countless delicate flowers, beautiful candlelight, dazzling diamonds, and soft and luxurious silk.
, he should get a glimpse of her most beautiful and touching side at his most sober and gentle moment...
It's a pity that that night on Qingchuan Island, he was drunk and got her most precious body and mind in a daze.
Thinking about it now, he was just lucky, so lucky, that she was by his side.
Murong Qingzhen sighed and pulled Jiang Zimo's hand away suddenly, like an adult scolding a child. "Azi, be good and stop messing around."
With a shudder, Jiang Zimo stopped moving as if she was frightened. She opened a pair of confused and red eyes, looking at him stupidly, but she still seemed to be a little confused from the fever. She looked at him for a long time, deflated.
He started crying.
Murong Qingzhen was stunned and stroked her face comfortingly: "Azi, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Inadvertently, his hand touched the place where she was slapped by Bai Yanbing. Although the swelling in that area of skin seemed to have gone away, it still hurt...
Jiang Zimo almost subconsciously reached out and held Murong Qingzhen's slightly thin handsome face: "Qingzhen, you lost weight, is it because of me, right? I've always made you worry and deliberately tortured you, right?"
Murong Qingzhen did not expect to hear such heart-wrenching words from her mouth. He choked and shook his head: "No, it's not because of you. You are very good, really. Ah Zi, don't think nonsense."
"I'm not good, I'm not good at all." She came closer and looked at him, with tears in her eyes she said pitifully: "Qingzhen, can we break up? You don't tell me, I know, because of me, you and you
The relationship between fathers is getting worse and worse. Qingzhen, I don’t want to embarrass you...".
She knew that now was the time to force Murong Qingzhen to break with his father.
Otherwise, her father must die.
"Nonsense." Murong Qingzhen rebuked softly: "You are already mine, how could I break up with you? Don't worry about other things, I take care of everything!"
But Jiang Zimo didn't seem to hear his words. She just came to him blankly, held his face stupidly and started to kiss him, his eyebrows, his eyes, the bridge of his nose, and his thin lips.
.
"Qingzhen, I'm so afraid that we can't be together. If that's the case, you might as well break up with me as soon as possible."
Murong Qingzhen frowned. It turned out that she still cared about the grudges between the two families in her heart. However, it was normal. He was her father after all.
Moreover, this matter was always the fault of his Murong family. Although he had a big fight with his father last night and his father refused to admit that he had done it, but now even his son refuses to believe it. Let me ask.