Feng Yu, who was panicking, immediately stretched out her hand to push Xin Moge on her body, and tried to close her bare legs while pushing. However, Xin Moge's body was pressing heavily, and no matter how hard Feng Yu tried, she could not move at all.
The horse was still running hard, and the unmanned carriage was speeding along the quiet and deserted streets.
In the dim carriage, the cold wind swept in and blew up the curtains. Ximoge never moved, and the dim light completely obscured all the expressions on his face.
Feng Yu couldn't help but become more and more panicked in her heart. While she continued to push, she continued to say over and over again, "Master, please let me go...I really didn't mean it, please let go..." As she spoke,
, between the legs that could not be brought together, Feng Yu felt more and more clearly that the manly thing between her legs was getting hotter and harder, as if it was about to burn away the fabric of the robe in between.
The ground on the street is very flat, but it is not completely flat. There are inevitably some rocks.
The two wheels of the carriage occasionally pressed against the stones on the ground, and every time they passed, the whole carriage inevitably shook slightly or violently.
Xin Moge, who was pressing on Feng Yu, felt the slight or heavy vibrations from the carriage from time to time. The place beneath him between Feng Yu's legs visibly vibrated, and he got closer and closer to Feng Yu.
Feng Yu's heart was panicked like never before. She pushed Xin Moge away harder and harder, and her voice became colder, "Young Master, please respect yourself and let me go immediately!" This was the first time with her body.
She had forced him to have a relationship with this person. He hated her to the core, but she had no choice but to do so. Feng Yu had never thought about having any relationship with this person again.
Simoge still didn't move.
The atmosphere in the carriage became obviously stiff and frozen for a while.
After a while, Xin Moge suddenly let go of Feng Yu under him, quickly sat up, and faced the direction of the car curtain with his back to Feng Yu.
As soon as Feng Yupu got free, she immediately shrank and shrank into the innermost corner of the soft couch.
Xin Moge said nothing, and the clothes under his sleeves were obviously tightened.
Feng Yu had a futile feeling of "surviving a catastrophe" in her heart. She could still vaguely feel the burning heat and hardness in her lower body that made her panic. Then she quickly took the clothes aside and put them on in a hurry, thinking about leaving.
I can't stay by Xin Moge's side, and I can't stay any longer.
The cold wind keeps pouring in...
In the quiet night, in the dim carriage, the only sounds heard were the sound of horse hooves and the turning of carriage wheels.
About an hour later, the horses circled the empty street and brought the carriage back to the door of the inn, stopping at the brightly lit door of the inn.
The assassins in black have been eliminated by Cang Yueyu and Cang Yueyu's subordinates. Cang Yueyu's subordinates are cleaning up the bodies of the men in black. The shopkeeper and the waiter are still hiding behind the counter tremblingly. Xin Moge's
Half of the people went out to look for Simoge, and the other half kept waiting at the door of the inn. When they saw the carriage coming back, they hurried forward to greet him.
Xin Moge sat without moving or speaking, his face sunk in darkness.
Feng Yu was still curled up in the corner of the soft couch. The clothes she had put on hurriedly were obviously a bit messy. She looked at Xin Moge's back calmly from the corner of her eye. Her intention to leave became more and more determined, and she only thought about how to leave...
