He closed the door vigorously and pressed her against the door panel.
"Who am I?" The voice was a little hoarse.
Han Yixing looked at him inexplicably, and couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead, "Meng Beichen, do you have a fever?"
"I do have a fever. Have you forgotten that you still have a husband?" He shouted angrily, and his heart was also filled with anger. This little guy will not want him as soon as he has a mother.
Han Yixing looked at him carefully, then suddenly reached out and hugged him, rubbing him in his arms, "No, how could I forget you? I just want to sleep with my mother. Meng Beichen, you are really angry."
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"What about me?" Someone frowned in displeasure. He finally stopped being a monk, and now he is quitting eating meat?
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing his eyes narrowing, she immediately raised her hand and said, "The last night, okay?"
Meng Beichen stared at her, his chest heaving up and down, her little head rubbing in his arms, his anger gradually turned into lust, he pressed her against the door and kissed her fiercely.
It was heavy and punishing. Apart from her symbolic kiss in the past few days, he had never had the opportunity to kiss her. Thinking about it, he felt aggrieved.
Han Yixing was initially shocked, but felt that he was really angry, but did not resist, and complied with him, reaching out and hugging his neck, but his legs became weak from his kisses gradually, and his head felt dizzy.
His fingertips were slightly cold, and when they penetrated her clothes, she finally woke up a little, shook her head and struggled for a while, but he was not annoyed, just followed it, kissed her collarbone, and sucked gently...
"Meng Beichen, let go quickly, my mother will see it." She couldn't push him away, and she was a little anxious.
He raised a face full of lust to look at her and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, you are an adult and you are my wife."
As she said that, she wanted to bow her head again. She quickly held his face and said, "On the last night, please promise me. Mom said, if you have something to say to me tonight, husband, dear, promise!"
These acts of coquettishness were something she had never used on him before, and they sounded very effective, but he still got angry, "You said it would be the last night today, and you will give me the last night tomorrow?"
"Absolutely not, I swear, can't you? It's a puppy that's lying!"