Chapter 90: Even if we meet again, we should not know each other 3
Mo Xiaohuan was weak for a moment and fell on him
She said sarcastically: "Why, the prince came here just to settle this account with me?"
Seeing the anger in Yu Beiming's eyes, she just found it funny and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.
"What are you laughing at? Don't laugh!"
Yu Beiming seemed to be irritated by her smile. He leaned over and lifted Mo Xiaohuan's chin, rubbing her cheek with his fingers, as if he could dislocate her jaw at any time.
"Remember, you are the plaything of the lonely king!"
Yu Beiming's eyes fell on Mo Xiaohuan's chest, and his big hands tore open Mo Xiaohuan's thin clothes.
Her skin is as delicate as snow, with a light body fragrance that is familiar to him, making him obsessed with it
Yes, he is only obsessed with her body!
"Your Majesty——" a maid outside the palace reported
It turned out that Lin Muxin from the Moon Palace sent a maid to invite Yu Beiming.
"Your Majesty, your concubine is still waiting for you in the Moon Palace."
"roll!"
A loud shout made the group of maids who came to deliver the message tremble with fright, and immediately turned around and disappeared.
Mo Xiaohuan looked at the leaving figures indifferently
Suddenly I feel pain in my neck
Yu Beiming bit her delicate neck hard.
He gnawed furiously until he tasted blood
The pain on her skin made Mo Xiaohuan frown again.
"Let go! Let me go!"
Her desperate refusal made Yu Beiming even more wild.
The changes in his body frightened her a little
"When Lin Muxiao is entangled with you, do you also let him go?"
Yu Beiming bit Mo Xiaohuan's earlobe hard
Mo Xiaohuan's body trembled slightly and she asked with a sneer: "Does it have anything to do with you?"
Her heart resisted being with him, but her body was ignited by him inch by inch.
"Ignorant woman!" Yu Beiming leaned over and pressed Mo Xiaohuan on the couch, "Look at King Gu, King Gu wants you to know who is your master!"
Yu Beiming's handsome face approached Mo Xiaohuan
A trace of sadness flashed in Mo Xiaohuan's eyes, and then she closed her eyes, but her hands continued to struggle.
"Look at the lonely king!"
Yu Beiming gives another order!
Mo Qinghuan, are you also heartbroken?
But you didn't feel sad for the lonely king's child!
"Get away!"
Mo Xiaohuan turned away and frowned!
The next moment, Mo Xiaohuan's body was pulled up
Yu Beiming's face was close to hers, his breath lingering in her ears
"Mo Qinghuan, don't let the lonely king say it a third time!"
The cold words sounded, but Mo Qinghuan still refused to give in.
"You make me feel sick!" she said through gritted teeth.
Disgusting? Yu Beiming smiled instead of getting angry
His half-naked body pressed against Mo Xiaohuan's body, forcing Mo Xiaohuan to sit astride his legs and inserting his big hands into her clothes.
Little by little, Yu Beiming's thick calloused hands wandered over Mo Xiaohuan's delicate skin.
"Is it disgusting to be with the lonely king? Okay!" Yu Beiming's smile became more and more evil, almost crazy.
When he thought that Mo Qinghuan and Lin Muxiao had been together for so long, he became strangely angry.
Yu Beiming touched the sensitive points on Mo Xiaohuan's body. He knew her body better than she did.
Seeing beads of sweat oozing out from Mo Xiaohuan's forehead and the tip of her nose, she bit her lips and refused to make a sound.
His hands fell harshly between her legs, rubbing her petals
"The lonely king can make even more disgusting things, but the princess seems to enjoy it very much!"
"You bastard!" Mo Xiaohuan finally opened his eyes and glared at Yu Beiming