His eyes never left her face, and his movements below him didn't stop either. He pressed his hardness against her tenderness, rubbed it gently a few times, and then entered slowly.
"Hmm..." The moment it was filled, Qiucao moaned softly.
Mu Zi chuckled, and slowly moved his big palm up from her slender waist, caressing every inch of her skin, and finally stopped at her sexy and attractive breasts, feeling pampered.
Qiucao trembled slightly, looked at the man who was using magic on her in confusion, and whispered softly, "Son..."
"Huh?" Mu Zi stopped his body rhythm and looked at her deeply.[
Qiucao reached out and caressed his face, slowly going down from his eyebrows to his eyes, the bridge of his nose, his lips, and then to his jaw, and his Adam's apple sliding up and down due to lust.
Mu Zi growled, lowered his head and kissed her hard.
If it weren't for Qiucao, he wouldn't have been able to step out of Li Yingrong's shadow so easily, let alone agree to Baili Fanfei's ridiculous idea of ​​exchanging souls. If it weren't for Qiucao, he would never have been able to face so many people with different intentions on his own.
The ministers, the whole country of Mu, and the tens of thousands of people.
He was lazy by nature and had never been a leader of a country. He never thought that one day he would dominate the country of Mu and rule the world.