Eleven was stunned and speechless for a moment. She only felt that the blush on her cheeks was getting heavier, which made her a little shy, and she did not dare to meet Mo Ye's deep and compelling eyes. She wanted to escape, but was trapped in the small,
in his space.
Push harder step by step.
The underworld version of Romeo and Juliet is really a vivid metaphor. It is very correct, but hugging and kissing again? When did she let him hug and kiss again? Eleven wanted to refute, but looked at Mo Ye's smiling eyes and fell silent.
.
Suddenly she felt a tightness in her waist, and her back was pressed heavily against the door panel. Mo Ye had captured her lips and tongue, clasping her waist with one hand and her head with the other, plundering the sweetness from her lips.
The warm lips pressed tightly against hers, sucking, tracing her perfect water chestnuts, and then suddenly broke into her lips, possessing and plundering them tyrannically, like a journey in the desert after many days of walking without water.
Those who desperately suck up the water source are greedy and attached to it.[
When Eleven was shocked and wanted to resist, she had lost the initiative. Her body was pressed tightly by him, almost airtight. She could feel his hard chest squeezing her soft breasts...
Cheeks are red...
My heart was like a deer, and I didn't know what to do for a moment, so I could only nervously grab his clothes.
This palpitating and sweet taste made her tremble, and she was so raw that she didn't know how to respond. She could only let Mo Ye passively hug, kiss, and tease her, and all her feelings went with him.
Ups and downs together.
Mo Ye retreated slightly from her lips, with his forehead touching his forehead and the tip of his nose touching the tip of his nose. His dark eyes flashed with a dark fire, and his breathing was slightly unsteady. He said slowly: "This is both a kiss and a hug."
Already? You didn’t refuse.”
Eleven's lips moved, wanting to retort. How could Mo Ye let her say another word? He tilted his head and grabbed her lips and tongue again. This time, the kiss was even harder. It was so fierce that it was unstoppable...
He was already familiar with her character and knew how to get a beauty for himself. This kiss did not satisfy Mo Ye. He hugged Eleven and spun her around a few times, pressing her hard.
The big black bed.
During this process, she didn't let go of her sweet lips, nor did she hit any obstacles.
Eleven was a little panicked. As soon as her hand touched his shoulder, Mo Ye's hand grabbed it and pressed it on the side of her head. His fingers were tightly entwined with her. His lips left her and moved to her white neck, breathing hotly.
They all hit her delicate skin, causing a thin layer of red...
Eleven had never experienced such thrilling lust. She had pretended to be flirtatious with others at banquets before, and had had physical contact with others, but her heart was as calm as water and as cold as ice.
Nothing like now...
The blood all over my body seems to be boiling...
This feeling is terrible.
Mo Yeling's hand was not satisfied with just kissing, it lingered on her skin and reached into her clothes feverishly...
"Mo Ye, stop!" A soft hand was held by someone, and that person actually acted recklessly on the top. She was trembling all over, as if she was being pulled into a more turbulent abyss, but she seemed to be more awake, and with a hand
He hurriedly went to hold his hand.
Unexpectedly, his hand covered his hand, and with a push, his palm became unobstructed and landed harder on her softness. Eleven's face turned red, and he wanted to disappear in front of Mo Ye immediately...
This is a typical rejection but you welcome it. She clearly didn't mean it.
Although Mo Ye said he was going to be overwhelmed by love and desire, and the blood all over his body was clamoring for her, wanting her fiercely, but in the end there was still some sense left, and he did not dare to push Eleven too hard.
Tight.
He knew very well that he had to use all his patience with her. He had to take his time and conquer her step by step instead of pushing her too hard. If he pushed too hard, Eleven would rebound, which he was most afraid of.
After eleven rebounds, he turned around and left coolly, where would he go to cry?[
So even if the pain was severe and the desire was roaring, he would hold it back and not dare to take any action. He even took his hand out of her clothes and held her hand behind him, still half-pressing her.
Eleven had never encountered such a predicament before. With his hands and body pressed down, she could only be forced to look into his eyes full of fire. The eyes were as deep as ink and so black and bright that it was frightening.
She seemed to be able to see a fire flashing inside.
Eleven knew what he wanted to do. She had received training in this area. The man was breathing deeply, and his chest was still hard against his lower abdomen. How could she not know what he wanted.
only……
She resisted slightly and did not dare to get too involved with Mo Ye. Ye Wei's example made her a little frightened. The most important thing was that the old witch once told her that her body was not suitable for being combined with men, as the toxins would be transmitted to
other people.
She didn't have much time to live, but she didn't want to drag him down too.
"Eleven, why do you reject me?" Mo Ye looked at her closely with his bright black eyes, pecked the corners of her lips a few times, and asked in a hoarse voice.
"I don't want to." Eleven gritted his teeth and pushed him, "Get up."
Mo Ye screamed, and the sound made Eleven freeze up. She didn't dare to push him anymore, so she could only stay still and look at him warily. Mo Ye wanted to laugh a little, but she probably didn't even know what her expression looked like at this moment.
How cute.
It's very much like the little white rabbit who is always guarding against the big bad wolf.
Is he so scary? Mo Ye felt a little relieved and turned over without pressing her. He got up immediately on the 11th, but unexpectedly, an iron arm was placed across her lower abdomen and pressed her to the bed again.
"what are you doing?"
"You're not allowed to leave, why did you make me want to leave like this?" Mo Ye smiled, still holding her in his arms, Eleven glared at him angrily, but Mo Ye remained indifferent and let her glare.
With a very upright gentleman's expression, he said, "You have to be responsible for me."
"Am I responsible for you?" Eleven couldn't help but raise his voice, somewhat in disbelief.
Mo Ye changed his words calmly, "Okay then, I will be responsible for you."
As long as she wants!
Eleven rolled her eyes at him, and Mo Ye held her tightly in his arms, "Do I count as your boyfriend?"
Eleven, "...I don't know!"
"Would you let another man hold you like this?"
"you……"
Eleven turned his head angrily and met Mo Ye's smiling eyes. He immediately felt that he had been tricked and was very angry.[
"It's been five years, you have to give me a title."