Mo Xiaohuan has never experienced such a thing. She is ashamed to say that Mo Xiaohuan's first kiss was deceived by this man.
But now, the two of them were naked and facing each other, and Mo Xiaohuan felt very embarrassed.
It’s a lie to say you’re not afraid. Physically, it’s absolutely impossible to defeat Yu Beiming; intellectually, there’s no chance of winning either…
Because no matter how you compare, Mo Xiaohuan is not Yu Beiming’s opponent.
Not resisting will only arouse his stronger possessive desire and make you more painful.
Mo Xiaohuan closed her eyes and turned her head to one side
She knew that he could easily capture a woman's sensitive points and summon her feelings.
A big hand caressed Mo Xiaohuan's cheek. Mo Xiaohuan shook involuntarily and was extremely frightened.
"What are you afraid of..." A deep smile shook Mo Xiaohuan's ears.
Such a magnetic sound spread like warm water, gradually surrounding Mo Xiaohuan
"Can't I be afraid?" Mo Xiaohuan still closed her eyes and did not dare to look at Yu Beiming.
When Yu Beiming heard Mo Xiaohuan's words, he suddenly laughed again.
Mo Xiaohuan really didn't understand that when he was cold, he was like a thousand-year-old iceberg; when he was cruel, his whole body exuded the smell of bloodlust; when he was tender, he was just poison...
She knew she couldn't fall, but the hot breath he breathed against Mo Xiaohuan's ear still gave her a different feeling.
Yu Beiming's voice is full of infinite charm: "Look at me", his voice is like a lover's murmur, very nice.
Mo Xiaohuan opened her eyes, unable to escape her sight. She looked at Yu Beiming above her head.
The night was so dark, but Mo Xiaohuan could clearly see the blazing flames in Yu Beiming's eyes.
Without warning, Yu Beiming suddenly leaned over. Mo Xiaohuan's eyes widened as she watched his mountain-like body lean down.
There was warmth on her lips, and all of Mo Xiaohuan's shock was sealed away by Yu Beiming
Confused thoughts
Yu Beiming swallowed up all her sounds, his lips and teeth intertwined, and his passionate breath almost drowned Mo Xiaohuan.
Yu Beiming's kissing method was particularly domineering. His lips and tongue were entangled with Mo Xiaohuan all the time, as if he wanted to swallow her whole body.
Mo Xiaohuan seemed to have a sinking feeling, and his body became very light. His whole body was like a feather, fluttering downwards.
She was very scared and unknowingly grabbed Yu Beiming's arm.
Yu Beiming's arms are unusually strong, obviously the result of many years of leading troops in battles.
Mo Xiaohuan's hands trembled. She didn't know what to grab with her hands. She subconsciously resisted Yu Beiming's strong masculine aura and put her hands in front of her body.
Yu Beiming's chest was burning with blazing flames, and his body was so hot that it almost burned Mo Xiaohuan's hands.
The aura of Yu Beiming is all around, and Mo Xiaohuan cannot avoid it.
She wanted to tilt her head, but her lips and teeth were tightly pressed against each other by Yu Beiming. His breath hit her earphones, and her ears seemed to be burned, heating up from the base of her ears.
A sudden weight hit her body, and the feeling of skin touching made Mo Xiaohuan startled.
The inner thigh was pushed open by a big hand, and something hard and hot pressed against her body.
"Well!"
Mo Xiaohuan was scared! Her body twitched! She grabbed Yu Beiming's arm tightly!
don't want
don't want!
She didn't want to get entangled with this man in this way. What she expected was definitely not a scene like this! It was definitely not forced under such circumstances.