At this moment, Bei Mo was so close to Di Linger, so close that she could feel his breathing.
But Di Ling'er's body hadn't fully recovered yet. She moved her body to resist the guy, but she felt weak all over, especially the man's breath hitting her cheek, which made her body feel soft.
The man's stunning face was reflected in her beautiful eyes, and her eyes were slightly in a trance.
She had to admit that this man was indeed very beautiful, just as stunning as when she first met him.
Apart from her father and brother, she has never seen a man who can compare with him...
Of course, if this bastard hadn't done such outrageous things to her, she might have been attracted by his appearance, but now when she thought of what Bei Mo had done before, her chest surged with anger, and her big eyes stared fiercely.
she.
"You are such a cute girl even when you look ferocious..." Bei Mo raised her lips slightly, picked up her hair with his fingers, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it gently, "It smells good, no.
Know if your body... smells as good as your hair."
It is said that most women like to hear compliments. If he praises her like this, will this girl like him a little bit?
Bang!
The girl's legs were like a whirlwind, kicking towards Bei Mo.
Her beautiful face was red with anger, and her eyes were full of anger.
Fortunately, Bei Mo had quick eyes and quick hands and grabbed the girl's slender ankle. Otherwise, this kick would have cut off his descendants immediately.
"Little girl, you are so cruel!" Beimo gritted his teeth viciously.
He praised her so much, and this girl... still wanted to make her have no descendants?
Although he has never considered getting married and having children...
The girl gritted her teeth and said, "You insulted me first!"
"Can't you tell that I'm complimenting you?"
Bei Mo's face turned dark.
"Praise me?" There was a sarcastic arc on the corner of Di Ling'er's lips. She glanced up and down at Bei Mo, "I thought you wanted a hungry wolf to pounce on me and eat me."
Bei Mo looked at Di Ling'er's delicate thin lips and suddenly laughed out loud: "If you think so, it's not impossible..."
As soon as he said these words, before Di Ling'er could react, the man suddenly leaned over, pressed her body against the stone slab, and kissed her lips fiercely.
"Um..." Di Ling'er uttered a panicked sound, and angrily hit Bei Mo's shoulder with her small fist.
Bei Mo narrowed his eyes. He ignored the girl's struggle and savored the sweet taste of the tea.
He didn't feel much about the first kiss ten years ago. Maybe the girl was still young at that time, and it was only a shallow kiss, so he didn't experience the taste.
Until that night more than a month ago, he could never forget that kiss as sweet as nectar and dew.
Therefore, this time, he did not suppress his inner impulse, but chose to press the girl under him.
"asshole!"
Di Ling'er was angry. This bastard kissed him forcefully again and again. Did she really think that Di Ling'er was so incompetent? She allowed him to be frivolous?
Therefore, Di Ling'er opened her mouth without hesitation and bit down hard.
The man groaned, and blood flowed down his lips, blending into their mouths during the kiss, with a fishy-sweet taste.
"Little girl..." The man finally let go of his lips. He gently pushed away the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips and raised his lips with a slight smile. "Remember, only I can touch your lips, and the same goes for your body."
It belongs to me, and this is... the reward you should pay for taking away the Demonic Flame Pearl."