The muscles in Mu Youche's cheeks twitched violently, "You are shameless. I, Mu Youche, haven't divorced you yet."
Chu Yue curled her lips and said, "It's okay for you to rest. I'm afraid I can't help you now."
Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of him, as fast as a ghost. Chu Yue felt her waist tighten, her body suddenly lightened, and he had forced her into his arms.
He was still sitting upright in the wheelchair, but she was held horizontally by him.
Just as she was about to speak, his lips pressed down roughly, and he ravaged her lips with anger, almost biting her.
She struggled, her lips slightly opened, and he drove straight in, his tongue protruding into her mouth, entangled with her endlessly.
She didn't expect that his martial arts was so superb. She originally thought that he couldn't move his legs and could only sit in a wheelchair. But how did he get up just now? He stopped her in one move, dragged her into his arms, and sat down again.
return.
She didn't see it clearly at all.
"Well..." She thought about it, but he twisted his hands and pinned her down. He clasped her slender waist with one hand and pressed her firmly against his legs.
She felt that he was almost going to rip her alive and that she was going to suffocate to death because his lung capacity was too large.
Finally, he let her go, with a stern look on his face, but a soft light glowed in the depths of his dark eyes. He licked his lips and said word by word: "Woman, don't challenge my bottom line."
Chu Yue's heart trembled and she wanted to sit up, but she was still hugged by him, as if she was snuggling in his arms.
Indescribable ambiguity and intimacy.
The familiar scent on his body was refreshing, with a faint medicinal fragrance.
The male protagonist's masculine aura enveloped her, leaving her with nowhere to escape.
He stared at her face, his eyes resting on her red and swollen lips, his eyes darkened, lust stained his eyes, making his deep black eyes full of moisture.
His voice became hoarse and he sighed, "Yue'er, stop torturing me."
Chu Yue's heart was tense, but she was also aggrieved and angry. Who was torturing whom?
"Did you instigate Phantom?"
"Didn't I say that?"
"I do not believe!"
"Stupid woman, you still ask if you don't believe me!" He bowed his head and kissed her deeply again. He was almost pissed off by her.
Even if he kills himself, he won't be willing to hurt her even a little bit.
