Chapter 571: Don't ask me such pornographic questions
"Because?" He encouraged her to continue. No matter what, it was already rare that she would come down to him.
"Because I think, I want to get used to you first." After saying that, her face couldn't help but blush. She was so pressed by him that she couldn't breathe. His body was so hard that it made her bones hurt.
After hearing this, Meng Beichen glanced at her with wide eyes, and then rubbed his forehead in frustration, "Baby, you haven't gotten used to me yet?" Damn it, you have to get used to it first. When she gets used to it, will he be able to bear it?
How many decades has it been?
"Well, maybe." After thinking about it, she added: "Xia Tian said that she wants me to take the initiative to approach you."
"She's right." Meng Beichen nodded, that girl is indeed very smart.[
"But she said she was just letting me get used to you." Han Yixing felt that she couldn't think at all under him. She was a little nervous, a little scared, but she was also a little inexplicably excited in her heart.
"What she said is wrong." Meng Beichen gritted his teeth and moved closer to her, "Do you like me to kiss you?"
Han Yixing's face turned red and he quickly turned away from him, "Don't ask me such erotic questions?"
Meng Beichen continued to be frustrated, "This is also called a pornographic issue? Then, do you like me touching you?" He asked with a deliberately evil smile, and immediately felt her body tremble, and a smile escaped from his throat.
"I don't like it, I don't like it! Or I'll just sleep, or I'll leave!" She was stimulated by his laughter, and immediately started to go crazy, reaching out and pinching his neck, using a little force.
Meng Beichen pressed down on her face, "Xing'er, you strangled me to death."
He pretended to be dead, but he kissed her face impartially, took her hand with one hand and reached under him. Han Yixing screamed and felt as if his breathing had stopped.
She wanted to break away, but he held on tight. Her hands felt hot and her heart beat rapidly. She knew exactly what she was touching.
"Meng Beichen, don't force me." Han Yixing was about to cry, she was touching the man's...
"Han Yixing, you are forcing me." Meng Beichen looked at her with a hoarse voice, a storm brewing in his eyes, a storm of lust.
"Then I'll go back to my room." She tried to pull her hand away again, and felt that the thing had gotten bigger. She was frightened and frightened, and just wanted to run away. This time, he didn't stop him. He took a deep breath and tightened his grip.