Chapter 49: This is the dormitory is not allowed [3]
His stubborn, cold-hearted and extremely smart Zi'er has already taken the first step, hasn't she? Even if it's just a short step, it's enough for him.
She was stunned for a moment, saw the smile flashing on the corners of his lips, and felt panicked as if her heart had been penetrated, she kissed his lips and said no more explanations.
Mo Zhilan was no longer passive, he hooked and entangled her passionately, fully regaining his rights as a man.
Until the two of them were breathing shallowly and their blood was surging, he raised his head and said, "Zi'er--"
She was drunk, confused and confused. "Mo Zhilan, I am not a coward."
"I like your performance on the wedding night, Zi'er, your body can kill me..." He breathed heavily, his voice was deep after being tortured by lust.
"I don't want to kill you, I want you to surrender to me." She faced him and placed a delicate kiss on his elegant and extraordinary face.
Mo Zhilan groaned and pulled off her plain gauze coat with his fingers.
"Don't..." Feng Xizi's skin was pressed against his chest, and a hot feeling rushed into his mind.
"Remember what you said today, don't forget it again! Don't leave me again!" He hugged her waist, placed her body as light as willow on the bed, lowered his body, and kissed her deeply and passionately.
"Mo Zhilan--"
As he teased her deeply and shallowly, she let out tiny moans.
The qiluo tent floating down locked the spring light in the room.
"What did you call me?" He chuckled, placing his warm palms against her soft and hot breasts, kneading them dexterously, feeling her disordered and frantic heartbeat.
"I'm...so hot, so...uncomfortable..."
"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows, as if deliberately forcing out her unknown passion, gently licking her red lips, chin, and neck, biting her small and exquisite earlobes, seductively.
Whisper: "Call my name..."
"Mo... Zhilan..." She opened her watery eyes in a daze.
"Do you want me?" He took the trembling bud on his chest into his mouth.
She took a breath and moaned uncontrollably. She felt like she had turned into a ball of flame. She couldn't think and could only burn with him.
Her body was already trembling. Mo Zhilan knew her body well and knew what to do to make her beg for mercy. Feng Xizi bit her pink lips and tried to suppress it.
I have clearly said that I will not admit defeat...but what the beautiful man doesn't want right now is a puppy!
Finally, she whispered - "I want it."
"Okay, if you want it, I'll give it to you." He rubbed her naked body with his hot body. He reached out and caressed her inner thighs, spread her long and beautiful white legs, and pushed in suddenly with deep desire -
"Ah!" The swelling and pain hit her instantly, and she instinctively exclaimed.
"Good boy--" She was wrapped tightly around him. This extreme feeling made him almost unable to stop, but he had to consider her young body.
"Zi'er, relax, you're so tight." He kissed her slightly twisted eyebrows. She was so tight, covering his desire that was about to explode.
Feng Xi Ziyu's legs wrapped around his waist, her fingers scratched a few red marks on his back, and a soft moan escaped her lips.
"Zi'er, my Zi'er..." He held Liu's waist, his burning desire rushed in, and he began to thrust passionately.
"Ah -" she cried out, clinging to him obsessively, rising and dancing with his wild rhythm, moving forward and back in the air, releasing one by one the burning passion that she had been suppressing for a long time.
"No... don't..." She groaned in confusion, her soul going crazy.