Qiucao bit her lip and thought about it for a long time before she finally said, "Um...be careful on your own road."
Mu Zimin did not respond to her.
Qiucao didn't know what to say, so she had no choice but to remain silent.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent.
After a while, Mu Zixiang suddenly came over, leaned against Qiucao's ear, and said in a flirtatious manner: "Princess, I am leaving soon, don't you have any indication at all?"
Qiucao's face turned red, and she froze on the spot, her mind buzzing, and she instantly felt that she had completely lost the ability to think, "I, didn't I tell you to be careful along the way?"
"I am not a beggar, so I dismissed him with just one sentence." Mu Zixiang grumbled, holding Qiucao's waist, dragging him into the study and bolting the door.
Qiucao was so shaken by his sudden movement that she was completely unable to react. She could only watch blankly as Mu Zimin carried her to the big bed in the study room.
Mu Zimin jumped on the bed as fast as he could.
Qiucao looked at Mu Zimin with a lustful face. He grabbed a quilt to cover himself and stammered: "You, you, you... what are you going to do?"
"Of course it's what he did!" Mu Zimin smiled lewdly and pounced on him like a wolf.
The slow-moving Qiucao was startled and instinctively wanted to run away, but it was too late. Mu Zixiang had already pressed forward.
However, what frightened her even more was yet to come.
Mu Zixiang suddenly leaned down and placed gentle kisses on Qiucao's eyebrows, eyelashes and cheeks. They were so light that she thought it was an illusion.
Qiucao, who thought he would just take off her clothes, was shocked. She couldn't believe that this person just wanted to kiss her.
Sure enough... the pervert's gentlemanly behavior only lasted less than ten seconds before his hand crawled into her clothes irregularly and grasped the softness of her chest.
Qiucao shrank subconsciously, and before she could move away, she was suddenly kissed on the lips.
Mu Zimin's kiss was deep and urgent, more violent than ever before, as if he wanted to burn her deeply into her heart, and kept pushing towards Qiucao.
"Well..." Qiucao was a little frightened and looked at Mu Zixiang with wide eyes.
However, her lack of seriousness resulted in an even more passionate kiss from Mu Zimin. Qiucao was almost breathless from his kiss and could only dance along with his kiss.
While Mu Zimin was kissing her, his hands were not idle either. His dexterous hands moved around her body while peeling off her clothes one by one. As his generous palms moved around her body, Qiucao
His mind began to become confused, and his breathing gradually became rapid.
"Mu..." Feeling his elegant long fingers slide across the white and tender thighs, finding the slippery path, and slowly pushing forward, Qiucao screamed uncontrollably and arched her body involuntarily.
"Shh..." Mu Zimin leaned into Qiucao's ear and whispered, his hands slightly leaving her, and he impatiently pulled the clothes on his lower body.
Qiucao was so teased by him that she had no strength to resist. She lay limply on the bed and watched his movements.
The next second, when Mu Zimin covered her again, he straightened his waist and occupied her deeply.
At the moment of being occupied, Qiucao felt uncomfortable for a moment, and her eyebrows could not help but wrinkle slightly. Although the two had made love many times, Qiucao was often unable to bear his hugeness at the beginning, especially this time.