The man had gone through various battle scenes, his gaze was like a wolf and a tiger. Even if Mojiu didn't open her eyes, she could feel the man's gaze, densely wrapped around her body.
Mo Jiu's breath was stagnant, and she waited nervously for a while, but she still didn't see any movement from the man. She couldn't help but twist her head, trying to see clearly what the man's expression was at this moment.
But who would have expected that as soon as her eyes opened, a pair of big hands stretched out and hugged her whole. Mo Jiu subconsciously exclaimed, and Long Qingtian's tall body was already pressing over her.
Before Mojiu could speak, the overbearing kiss fell. By the time she reacted, Long Qingtian's tongue had already pried open her lips, attacking the city and doing whatever he wanted!
The temperature in the room suddenly rose, and Mo Jiu felt that the man was making her even more breathless.
The man couldn't wait, and before Mo Jiu could react, he had already invaded her body!
Long Qingtian's physical strength was extremely good. When it came to this kind of thing, he was like a young boy who had just started eating meat. He didn't understand mercy and just went on a rampage, which made Mo Jiu feel severe pain in his body.
And her body was still immature, which made Long Qingtian feel extremely uncomfortable. Long Qingtian had never tasted this painful and happy feeling before, and his movements became even more intense now.
Mo Jiu couldn't bear it anymore, so she stretched out her arms to push him away, but the man's body was like iron, how could she push him away?
Mo Jiu cried and shouted: "Oh, stop, stop! Stop! It hurts, it hurts so much! Woohoo! Bad guy!"
She couldn't bear it any longer. The man's constant impact seemed to kill her, and the pain made her feel like she had no strength left in her body.
Snap!
The sweat on the man's forehead rolled down onto Mo Jiu's face. In the dark night, the man really stopped, but Long Qingtian endured it, but felt even more uncomfortable.
"Xiaojiu..." Long Qingtian called softly in a hoarse voice.
The deep voice made Mo Jiu's mind tremble.
Her arms wrapped around Long Qingtian's neck, and she shouted softly: "Brother~"
This soft and waxy brother's cry was particularly flavorful, and Long Qingtian couldn't help but move again.
"Xiaojiu, I can't bear it anymore."
Long Qingtian stopped, and Mo Jiu actually felt less pain. When he heard his words, he felt pity in his heart. Mo Jiu gritted his teeth, raised his upper body, buried his head on his shoulder, and said softly: "Then
, then hurry up."
The warm breath hit his ear holes. Long Qingtian's body stiffened and he started to move quickly.
…
From the initial pain, to the adaptation in the middle, to finally feeling waves of comfort, reaching the peak with Long Qingtian's low roar, Mo Jiu's body went limp on the bed.
In a daze, Mo Jiu felt the man holding her carefully and cleaning her body. Then he came back and carefully applied medicine to her wounds, and then he hugged her and fell asleep.
Mo Jiu was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.
This was the best sleep I had had in several years. I had no dreams all night. When I opened my eyes, I found that the sun was already rising high.
The moment Mo Jiu opened his eyes, he was stunned for a moment.
Looking at the white roof, she suddenly felt a sense of belonging.
This was the first time since returning to Mo's house that she truly felt at home.
Turning sideways, Mo Jiu stretched lazily, and the door creaked open, and Long Qingtian walked in with elegant and steady steps...
