"Stop! Don't take it off! You bastard! Don't be...exhibitionist! Changing!" Feng Xizi grabbed the quilt and kept moving back until her back was against the wall, unable to retreat.
If Mo Zhilan would really stop just because someone said "no", then he would no longer be Mo Zhilan... In the sound of Feng Xizi's ejaculation, the elegant clothes had been removed, and Mo Zhilan's upper body was exposed.
, and only wore a pair of thin silk pants on the lower body.
"Mo Zhilan, don't act like this!" Without thinking, she lifted the quilt over him and jumped over him in one swift move.
Mo Zhilan waved his hand and the thin quilt fell into the bed. He stretched out his arm and grabbed her ankles when she was about to jump.
"Ah——" She was caught off guard, and she fell on him, lying on his chest with all four limbs, her face only a finger's distance away from him.
Through her unlined clothes, her soft breasts pressed tightly against his chest. The hardness and softness of her chest caused a tingling sensation due to her struggle. Something suddenly hit her lower abdomen... She took a breath, and she couldn't help but feel it.
Don't you dare to move randomly again.
Her sister! Mo Zhilan is definitely a fighter among gangsters and a VIP among perverts!
"Why don't you move?" The big hand on her waist forced her to bend down. Mo Zhilan leaned behind her ear and whispered softly: "My princess, you can move again. I like this.
A feeling.”
His warm breath fell on her neck, and then slowly traveled downstream to her waist. His lips pressed under her ear, sucking gently.
An unbearable moan escaped from her red lips.
The throaty voice of a man with a low smile reached her ears, "If you don't want to go back to the palace, it doesn't matter. I can consider staying in your boudoir every night. You have slept on this bed for many years, and it is all yours."
smell……"
"Asshole... you are shameless! Despicable and vixen! You, you are so shameless!" His words made her cheeks turn red.
She should have known a long time ago that this man has an unparalleled identity, an unmatched status, an elegant and immortal appearance, a gentle and jade-like temperament, and there is also an evil hidden in him that is difficult to detect under all this halo!
He leaned under her ear and smiled softly: "If I don't come, you think about it. If I come, you scold me. Zi'er, you are such a contradictory woman."
"What, what are you thinking! Who misses you!" She threw her head away and stammered: "I just don't want you to be contaminated with the smell of other women. Don't forget, I am still your nominal princess. Mine
Man, unless I don’t want it anymore, no one can covet even a cent.”
Mo Zhilan praised and kissed her gently on the cheek, "Your man, I like this word."
With a shy face, she put her hands on her chest and tried to break free from him, "You are not allowed to sleep on my bed. You must go back to your palace."
It was so numb that she really wanted to slap him out - this room was her home, and this bed belonged to her. She wanted to lie down and go home right away!
But Mo Zhilan held her little hand, pulled her into his arms, and pressed her closer to their skin. His thin lips involuntarily blocked the small mouth that kept yelling. This was a domineering and predatory kiss. He
He entangled her, ignored her struggles and groaned, and tasted her soft lilac tongue.
She thought of his plan last night and was still angry. Although she was half numb from the kiss, she still "plucked herself up", turned her face away with all her strength, and broke away from his kiss.