After finally regaining her breath, after hearing his words, the breath Mu Qingqing took into her trachea suddenly turned a corner, causing her to cough suddenly.
Staring at her hazy little face that was struggling with coughing under the moonlight, Cheng Moyan hugged her and turned her over, patting her back until she stopped coughing, then turned back and continued to press her under him.
This time, without saying a word, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, and his hands began to become erratic.
Realizing that what he said was true, Mu Qingqing was a little scared and nervous. However, perhaps it was because his attitude towards her had become much better since he came back. Even just now, the atmosphere between them was still harmonious, and she did not
Too much fear. But when she thought of something, she wanted to speak, but as soon as she opened her mouth, his tongue came in.
It felt like Mu Qingqing didn't resist him as much as the previous two times. Cheng Moyan was happy. In fact, a childish sentence flashed through his mind: Finally, I'm going to eat it!
When did he become like a child who couldn't get candy?
Mu Qingqing was anxious, and kept pushing him with both hands, but someone who was immersed in her sweetness did not notice it at all. He felt that as long as she did not resist as violently as the previous two times, then he would definitely
There is an opportunity to take advantage of.
His hands deftly untied her pajamas and attacked the two lumps on her chest without hesitation. Mu Qingqing only felt a slight numbness spread to her body along his hands, but she only became more and more nervous, pushing and beating.
His strength began to increase.
Feeling her increasing resistance, Cheng Moyan raised his head displeasedly and looked at her a bit viciously, "Are you so reluctant?"
Mu Qingqing was breathless from his kiss. When she heard his words, she subconsciously wanted to explain that their relationship had just gotten better, and she didn't want any misunderstanding to hinder them.
Thinking about it, she shook her head, "No...it's not..."
Hearing these words, Cheng Moyan was satisfied. He lightly picked one of her strawberries with his fingers, then lowered his head and took it in his mouth without hesitation. His hand changed positions and slowly slid towards her lower abdomen.
.
Mu Qingqing was not indifferent to his touch. Although she was still a little afraid of love affairs, he was the person in her heart. But today, he really couldn't...
Finally taking a breath, she felt one of his fingers had been inserted into her pajamas. Mu Qingqing was so anxious that she reached out to hold his hand and said hastily, "No..."
Cheng Moyan was depressed, why is this little woman so annoying?
He raised his head and glared at her with a look of dissatisfaction, "Why?"
"Because...because..." Mu Qingqing turned her face away from him.
"Because...that..."
"Which one?"
"that……"
"Which one?" Cheng Moyan was impatient. One hand suddenly broke away from Mu Qingqing's hand, and suddenly reached into her pajamas, covering her lower abdomen. The other hand held her side domineeringly.
soft.
Mu Qingqing was startled, and regardless of her shyness, she exclaimed, "Auntie!"
Cheng Moyan paused for a moment, then raised his head and looked at her dissatisfied.
Through the dim moonlight, Mu Qingqing saw his dark face and four gold-plated characters on his forehead: Unsatisfied with desire.
Mu Qingqing closed her eyes and grabbed the sheets with both hands, feeling a little unnatural at the sudden silence.
Cheng Moyan stared at her for a long time, then leaned on her and asked in a hoarse voice, "What day is it?"
Mu Qingqing tilted her head to one side, feeling a little embarrassed, but knowing that he would not give up until she answered, she almost whispered, "The next day."
"How many days do you usually come?"
"Seven...seven days."
Cheng Moyan suddenly stood up and stared at her with intense dissatisfaction in the dark night, "Then I have to wait another week!"
Mu Qingqing's face began to heat up. This person... thought of something, and she whispered, "If you really want it, you can go find Miss Zhou."
She spoke really quietly, but Cheng Moyan still heard her clearly.
After staring at her with complicated eyes for a long time, Cheng Moyan stood up, picked up the towel and walked into the bathroom.
Mu Qingqing shrank into the quilt. She felt his anger, but she didn't know what she had done wrong, because when she said that, she felt very uncomfortable, but she was thinking from his perspective.