Above the head is the proud voice of Yu Beiming: "Bath for the lonely king"
Mo Xiaohuan snorted in her heart, let go of his arm, and stood firm on her own
Her clothes have been soaked through, and the curves of her body are fully exposed under the thin clothes.
Yu Beiming's eyes seemed to be filled with water vapor, sticking to her body and unable to move away.
He stared at her closely, like a hungry beast looking at tempting food, as if he might pounce on her at any time and eat her
A big hand stretched out and placed it directly on Mo Xiaohuan's waist.
Mo Xiaohuan felt as if he had been electrocuted. His whole body was numb and he retreated reflexively.
But where can I retreat to?
Yu Beiming's hands followed Mo Xiaohuan's waist and moved all the way to Mo Xiaohuan's chest.
His palm seemed to have magnetism. Because of his touch, Mo Xiaohuan's body felt a happy and indescribable feeling.
It makes people miss you and makes you want to be loved...
Why do you feel this way?
You shouldn't be confused by him!
Mo Xiaohuan frowned, her body was enslaved by Yu Beiming, but why was her heart also enslaved?
"Still angry?" Yu Beiming's voice had a lazy tone, and his lips swept across Mo Xiaohuan's neck, "How about your ability to seduce the lonely king in the inner palace?"
Mo Xiaohuan couldn't help but tremble. Thinking back to the scene of her riding on him that night, her face burned with fire.
Yu Beiming noticed something strange about her and pulled off Mo Xiaohuan's thin clothes with one hand.
He lowered his head slightly and pressed his hot lips on Mo Xiaohuan's neck, sucking or biting all the way down.
His lingering and tenderness were completely beyond Mo Xiaohuan's expectations.
Not shackles, not punishment, but better than shackles, better than corporal punishment
This is a prison of the soul
Mo Xiaohuan felt that her body had become soft and weak
Yu Beiming's arms were strong and he hugged her tightly to prevent her from slipping into the water.
Lips and teeth intertwined, breathing each other's breath
"Um……"
A low moan pulled Mo Xiaohuan out of her addiction.
Damn it! She is actually catering to Yu Beiming!
A low laughter sounded in my ears: "Do you miss Lone King very much?"
Yu Beiming raised Mo Xiaohuan's small chin, and his eyes were full of emotion: "The lonely king is interested in letting you sleep with him today, so don't let him down."
He whispered against Mo Xiaohuan's ear: "You should know that the lonely king has no heirs yet."
Heir?!
Why are you mentioning this out of nowhere?
A flash of lightning flashed in my mind!
Mo Xiaohuan suddenly had a premonition of something - Yubei Meditation used the child to contain herself? Or did she want to cause greater harm to herself?
No!
Don’t let any of your assumptions come true!
Mo Xiaohuan lifted her legs and wanted to leave
Yu Beiming circled her with one hand!
Mo Xiaohuan was anxious and struggled
No! Absolutely not!
It's enough for one person to be imprisoned! Never involve innocent little lives again!
Yu Beiming caught Mo Xiaohuan's hands and easily clasped Mo Xiaohuan's wrists tightly.
He leaned against the hot spring with his back, his hot lower body pressed against Mo Xiaohuan, and he used his erection to massage Mo Xiaohuan.
"Do you know why the lonely king has no heirs?"
"I don't know! I don't want to know either!"
Madman! Yu Beiming must be a madman!
His movements were as fast as a cheetah's. He dragged Mo Xiaohuan's hips up with one hand, pulled her thighs and inserted himself between her legs.
Mo Xiaohuan tried his best to break free, but was suddenly rushed underneath him!
Yu Beiming took advantage of the victory and attacked
Mo Xiaohuan is like a struggling little beast trapped in the depths of a trap