Mo Xiaohuan suddenly had some illusions, and her heartbeat skipped a beat unconsciously.
Yu Beiming's warm lips swept over her ears, kissed her neck, then kissed up her petite chin, and then pressed against her lips again
A series of lingering deep kisses
Mo Xiaohuan's hand was placed on Yu Beiming's arm. The muscles of his arm were very strong. Mo Xiaohuan didn't know whether to pinch him or hit him.
Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, pounding as if it was about to jump out of her chest
Yu Beiming's lips were tightly glued to hers. She really wanted to bite him, but her tongue was entangled by his and he seemed to have regarded her as a dessert after the meal.
"Well..." She twisted her body uneasily, trying to escape from his kiss
Yu Beiming leaned over and pressed down. Mo Xiaohuan couldn't move even if he wanted to. She really became his meal.
Finally, just when Mo Xiaohuan was about to suffocate and faint, Yu Beiming let her go.
His eyes were bright and joyful, staring closely at Mo Xiaohuan's blushing cheeks
Mo Xiaohuan's neck also turned a pitiful red. Yu Beiming's hand lifted up, and all the thin clothes on Mo Xiaohuan's body were broken into pieces, and her crystal body was exposed in the air.
The touch of Yu Beiming's palms as he touched Mo Xiaohuan's arrogant figure seemed to be unable to satisfy his needs. He lowered his head and scattered passionate kisses one by one on Mo Xiaohuan's plump breasts.
When he kissed Mo Xiaohuan's lower abdomen, Mo Xiaohuan couldn't help but take a deep breath and clasp her legs
Yu Beiming took his time and spread Mo Xiaohuan's legs, and teased the sensitive parts of her body with his fingers.
Mo Xiaohuan's body kept trembling, "Yu Beiming, stop quickly."
She hurriedly grabbed Yu Beiming's hand and gasped softly
"Your body is calling for the lonely king." Yu Beiming's rough voice was tainted with strong desire.
He grabbed Mo Xiaohuan's hand and held his high-spirited part: "Don't you like holding it here?"
Mo Xiaohuan was so ashamed that she quickly let go of her hand
"You obviously want to get the lonely king, why do you refuse?" Yu Beiming blew slowly into Mo Xiaohuan's ear, watching as Mo Xiaohuan's ears turned from pink to bright red.
He was very happy, took off his clothes and was about to enter
Mo Xiaohuan bit her lip and took a deep breath: "Be careful..." She put her hand on her abdomen, "...child"
Yu Beiming stopped moving and looked at the delicate person under him with even more pity.
He propped up his body and lightened Mo Xiaohuan's weight: "The lonely king will be careful."
"But, you have been looking at other men at the banquet today, and the lonely king is not happy." After saying that, he squeezed into her narrow vagina domineeringly.
Mo Xiaohuan's body couldn't help but twitch because of her body's instinct. She longed for Yu Beiming to enter, but her reason reminded her not to sink.
She clenched her fists and kept beating Yu Beiming: "You, please stop quickly."
Yu Beiming was so swollen that she was about to burst. Now that she was relieved, she was reluctant to leave the person under her. He moved carefully, for fear that the movement would be too great and she would be injured.
"Don't look at other men casually again! Do you hear me?" He looked down at the delicate Mo Xiaohuan and said to her commandingly.
At the banquet, she easily stole the attention of all the men. But she kept flirting with Lin Muxiao, and he suddenly wanted to kick that Lin Muxiao back to the Daliang Kingdom.