"Are you doing it so late?" Muyin looked at the sky, "It's so dark... Aren't you afraid of going up the mountain?"
With the dim light coming in from the window, Muyin saw the gentle smile on the corner of Yi Xiangming's mouth. He held Muyin's hand and said with a smile: "I'm not afraid when I think of you waiting for me here."
Wait...please allow her to make a goosebumps expression.
It’s too disgusting! Muyin waved her hands: “Don’t say that... I can’t stand it.”
"Don't you like Yin'er?" Yi pursed his lips to Ming.
"I feel... a little disgusting." Muyin told the truth, "I always feel... so numb."
"It turns out that Yin'er is not used to it." Yi Xiangming chuckled, "Then I will talk more and listen more, and Yin'er will get used to it."
"Or, maybe..." Muyin laughed dryly. She was thinking about your uncle, if you say it once, my life will be short. In her heart, the best confession and love words should be "I just want to see you..." "I just want to have sex."
you……"
Eh? Something seems wrong?
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the sound of clothes being rubbed, and hot breath on his face. Muyin looked a little panicked at the handsome figure who was so close to him.
What is this for? Is it a conjugal ceremony? Wait...what should I do if she is not ready!
His lips were very thin and very tempting, but Muyin always felt a little repelled and couldn't help but retreat slightly. Yi Xiangming put his arms around her waist and murmured loving words: "Yin'er..."
The heat swept over her earlobes, making her feel a little nervous. It seemed that a scene popped up in her mind, and the same pleasant voice sounded in her ears.
"Yin'er, give it to me..."
Damn it! Why is she thinking about other men when she is about to salute her husband! Something must have gotten in, yes, it must be like this!
"Ahem..." Muyin blushed and pushed Yi Xiangming away, "Wait, I want to calm down?"
"No." Yi Xiang Ming pursed his lips, "You actually pushed away my husband."
"...otherwise I want to fuck you..." Muyin frowned in confusion, and suddenly, another sentence rang in his mind. "If you want a man to obey you, then you have to fuck him! Fuck him! Fuck him!"
He was convinced!"
No, no, no...she can't have sex with him.
Swallowing his saliva, Muyin retreated again: "I, I feel a little unwell."
"What?" Yi Xiangming touched her forehead, "Do you have a fever again?"
"...Did I have a fever before I fell into coma?" Muyin stared.
After a pause, Yi Xiangming retracted his hand and put her hand firmly in his palm: "Yes. Your health is not good...it is easy to catch wind and cold, and Yuan Hongxi actually made you soak in muddy water, which hurt your heart and lungs."
They're all infected, and I'm letting you blow the cold wind on a snowy day..."
Listening to what Yi Xiangming said, Muyin felt heartbroken. To be honest, when Yi Xiangming said this, the scene seemed to appear in her mind, and when she thought of that scene, she... felt heartbroken.
Maybe Yuan Hongxi has really caused such harm to herself.
"I won't let you suffer anymore." Yi Xiangming hugged her and held her body down, making Muyin unable to struggle. "I will protect you from now on."
"..." Muyin didn't say yes or no, she just let him hold her, but she felt a pain in her stomach.
While he was thinking, his coat was untied. Muyin was startled and pushed him away in fear: "You!"
