"If you cry out, how will your reputation be calculated? Will you marry me then?"
"Then you try, I dare you." Muyin gritted his teeth and thought, if it really doesn't work, she won't let such a shameless prodigal take away her innocence even if she suffers physical and mental damage.
"Ha." The man finally paused, then hugged her sideways, burying her whole body in the quilt, his long arms wrapped around Muyin's waist, and his hot lips were branded on Muyin's smooth body.
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Just as Muyin was about to have a seizure, he heard someone knocking softly on the door and asking, "Miss Mu, is there something wrong?"
Muyin was just about to answer, but the person inside suddenly took the mouthful of cherry, and the other hand was kneading the bud on the other side. Just when she wanted to speak out, she found that there was a trace of trembling, and she finally calmed down her emotions.
His answer: "Nothing, I just had a dream. You can go down first."
"Yes." The shadow cast outside the door dispersed, and Muyin breathed a sigh of relief, but the movement of the man inside never stopped for a moment.
"That's enough for you." Muyin said coldly.
The man stuck his head out, and there was some urgent pleading in his tone: "Muyin... help me."
Does this person know that the person on the bed is him? Why is he so bold? Muyin clenched his fists and threatened again: "There are people awake outside. If you want to be called a prodigal son now, I can make it happen for you."
The man poked Muyin's white bun and smiled frivolously: "The name of prodigal son is quite interesting, but is Miss Muyin willing to be called a prodigal son?"
This man... Muyin almost gritted his silver teeth and greeted all the eighteen generations of his ancestors in his heart.
"Help me..." the man said again, and suddenly pressed Muyin under him. Both of them were naked, and their bodies were rubbing together and were as hot as fire.
Muyin hit, bit, and scolded her, but the person on her body still kept her lips burning.
"What can I help you with?" Muyin clamped his legs tightly to prevent the man from breaking in.
"Help me..." The man chuckled, put his mouth on Muyin's earlobe, and murmured in a low voice, "Help me relieve this fire..."
"OK!"
The man was stunned. He didn't expect Muyin to agree so readily. Although he was shocked, he lost the power to attack. He thought to himself, does Muyin really not care?
Just when he was in a trance, Muyin suddenly seemed to explode, and suddenly pressed him under him. Before he could press back, the acupuncture points all over his body were clicked.
"You want me to help you - dream!" Muyin sneered. She was just waiting to be exhausted. By the time she still had strength, the man would have been overwhelmed by desire.
Muyin twisted her body, and suddenly felt that the place where she was sitting was like a ball of flame, and it was also like a rapidly beating heart. She was not shy.
Muyin slapped the man on the face with a crisp sound: "Rogue, prodigal, dirty, despicable, shameless!"
"But Miss Mu, if you sit on me now... doesn't that count as violating me?" He was beaten and scolded, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he looked at Muyin as if he was watching a good show.
Damn it, the moonlight outside was not blocked by the clouds, so she still couldn't see the man's face in the dark clearly, but now she had tapped his acupuncture points, and she went to light the candlestick to reveal the truth.
She stood up, put on a robe to cover her body, groped for the sparks, and when she blew the room lit up, she lit the candle and walked to the bed——