Mu Zhaochu pushed Qiucao to the bed without mercy, looked at her condescendingly, and ordered coldly: "Take off your clothes!"
Qiucao looked up in shock and looked at Mu Zhaozhen in disbelief. Could it be that he wanted to...
"Hurry up! I don't have that much patience to wait for you to adapt!"
"Shameless!" Qiucao scolded fiercely, clutching the skirt of his clothes tightly and retreating to the corner.
"Shameless?" Mu Zhaoxuan smiled lazily, sat on the bed, and said while pulling off his clothes, "I want to have sex with my queen, is it shameless? Then shouldn't all the emperors in the past dynasties commit suicide?" [
"I'm not your queen!" Qiucao retorted angrily, with a look of death on his face, "Mu Zhaozhu, I will never let you touch me until I die!"
"You won't die?" Mu Zhaochu didn't care about Qiucao's anger at all. He threw away his clothes, got on the bed and came to her, and reminded her with a wicked smile, "Queen, have you forgotten something important again?
"
As soon as these words came out, Qiucao froze there. Yes, she almost forgot that Muzi was still in the hands of this pervert.
Thinking of this, Qiucao stopped talking and his attitude softened.
Mu Zhaochu smiled with satisfaction, stretched out her hand and slowly opened her clothes one by one.
The blood color had completely faded from Qiucao's face. She gritted her teeth hard and kept telling herself that she could not resist.
In response to Qiucao's gritted-teeth expression, Mu Zhaozhang just chuckled softly. When she retreated further, he quickly stretched out his hand, reached into her clothes, and held her white and tender breasts, stroking them while doing so.
Said, "Is it so unbearable to have sex with me?"
Qiucao closed her eyes and turned her head.
"I don't want to face a dead body!" Mu Zhaochu dissatisfiedly pulled Qiucao over, close to her almost naked body, stared at her with sharp black eyes, and said in a chilling tone, "
If you don’t want anything to happen to Mu Zi, you’d better open your eyes!”
Qiucao was shocked, not daring to resist, and slowly opened her eyes.
"Very good." Mu Zhaochu nodded with satisfaction and reached out again, but this time the goal was not to do anything to Qiucao, but to hold her waist and gently pull her to lie flat.
Then, he tore off his clothes and bullied him all over.