He kept kissing, kissing vigorously, and the dragon's tongue rolled wildly inside her sweet and moist lips, entangled with her delicate tongue again and again, until Liu Xiaoya was unable to struggle!
After finally enjoying the kiss, Ling Aotian let go of her. Liu Xiaoya, who seemed to be suffocated, opened her mouth wide and gasped, her chest rising and falling. Ling Aotian bent down and picked her up, walking to the bed.
As soon as he put it on the bed, Liu Xiaoya resisted again, got up and jumped out of bed, trying to escape.
Ling Aotian grabbed her arm with his backhand, dragged her in front of him, twisted her chin, and said: "Liu Xiaoya, I think I told you, you are already my woman! When I want you
, you must serve me obediently! Because this is your obligation! You haven’t forgotten it!”
Liu Xiaoya looked at him blankly. Of course she remembered that he did say this.
Ling Aotian used his hand to lift her chin up: "Answer, do you still remember?"
"I...remember!" she had to answer.
"Very good!" Ling Aotian looked at her: "I want you now, so prepare! I hope you don't make me angry!"
He let her go and walked to the bed and sat down.
Liu Xiaoya didn't dare to run away anymore, and she knew that even if she ran away, she wouldn't be able to escape now.
Just wanting to run away was just an instinctive reaction.
"What are you still waiting for?" Ling Aotian said coldly: "Why don't you come over and wait for me to sleep!"
Liu Xiaoya had to walk to the bed and stood in front of him, she was at a loss.
Ling Aotian looked at her stupid look and said sarcastically: "What? You don't even know how to wait for a man to sleep?"
Liu Xiaoya didn't speak, her face turned red.
Ling Aotian was very impatient and shouted at her: "Take off your clothes!"
"Take off... take off your clothes..." Liu Xiaoya blushed. She had never taken off clothes for a man. How could she be so embarrassed?
Ling Aotian said coldly: "You are already my woman. If you don't take it off for me, who do you want to do it for? Do you want to take it off for Fang Shaoyun?"
"Uh, no...it's not!" Liu Xiaoya said in panic.
She now feels that Ling Aotian becomes extremely angry whenever he mentions Fang Shaoyun.
"Then take it off quickly!" Ling Aotian roared.
Ling Aotian was very strange today. He didn't just wear a scarf around his waist like he did in previous days, but he wore pajamas.
Liu Xiaoya had no choice but to step forward and help him take off his clothes with a blushing face.
She helped him untie the belt of his pajamas with pointed fingers and took them off for him with trembling hands.
After taking off her clothes, she saw that he was almost naked. She blushed and lowered her head shyly. She didn't dare to look at him and didn't know what to do next. She just stood there in shock.
Ling Aotian looked at her shyness, and his heart felt very itchy, but he also had a very strange feeling.
He is not an affectionate man. Before Liu Xiaoya, there was only one woman, Lu Xueqin. Lu Xueqin and Liu Xiaoya were two completely different types.
Lu Xueqin was generous and lively, and he could hardly remember a time when she was shy.
Therefore, Liu Xiaoya's shyness actually had a particularly touching beauty in his eyes.
He said: "Take off your clothes!"
His voice became a little softer unconsciously.
Liu Xiaoya's heartbeat suddenly became disordered, and she stuttered: "I...I...I don't..."
"Hurry up!" When Ling Aotian saw that she didn't move, he became impatient again and yelled.
Liu Xiaoya's face was full of panic, but she still didn't move.
Ling Aotian finally lost his patience, picked her up and took off her clothes, then threw her on the bed.