On the bed, two bodies were overlapping each other. Through the bed curtains, one could vaguely see the two people immersed in each other's world.

They were intoxicated in each other's love, unable to extricate themselves, and seemed to have forgotten the time, completely immersed in each other's beauty.

An unknown amount of time had passed before a series of moaning sounds came from between the bed curtains. Lan Qingyu pressed against Mo Yao's chest. Because their bodies were entangled for the first time, Lan Qingyu's eyebrows and eyes were full of charm. Her seductive lips opened and closed in resistance, which made Mo Yao's pupils darken. He pushed Lan Qingyu down again and swallowed all of Lan Qingyu's rejections into his stomach.

Lan Qingyu really wanted to cry but had no tears. Men just can't eat meat. Once they do, they have no restraint at all.

No!

This is absolutely not possible!

He cannot always be suppressed, he must resist and fight back, otherwise his future position will be unstable. This man is simply a hungry wolf, an insatiable hungry wolf.

Lan Qingyu's teeth were itching. She endured the pain in her body and weakly clamped her legs around Mo Yao's waist. With a force, she pressed Mo Yao under her body.

"Hungry wolf, I want to resist. From now on, you are on the bottom and the sovereignty is mine." Lan Qingyu looked at the evil and charming Mo Yao seductively. She lowered her head and began to kiss Mo Yao's skin, inch by inch, kissing every spot.

Mo Yao was trembling all over due to the kiss, his Adam's apple moved up and down, his dark eyes were gleaming with a deep light, and dense beads of sweat flowed down his handsome face that looked as if it was carefully carved by God.

The hot breath and the ambiguous breath lingered between the two people's breaths. Before exhausting his own strength, Lan Qingyu also tortured Mo Yao severely. Although the result was not satisfactory, seeing Mo Yao's unsatisfied look, Lan Qingyu smiled evilly and arrogantly.

"Little Feather, if you want to do something bad, it's not up to you to decide."

Another storm!

After the ambiguous affair came to an end, Lan Qingyu collapsed powerlessly on the bed. She was now completely exhausted, with all her strength drained away. In comparison, Mo Yao, the man, looked as if he was bathed in spring breeze, with a look of contentment on his face, his brows full of satisfaction, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was not only evil, but also exciting.

Lan Qingyu raised her hands weakly, her charming eyes full of complaints and helplessness, and she kept muttering, "My evil husband, you've gone too far. Look at my body, it's all covered with your marks, blue and purple, it's so embarrassing."

Mo Yao raised his eyebrows proudly. He hugged Lan Qingyu's slender and weak body tightly, and rubbed Lan Qingyu's belly with his big hands. "Little Feather, look at me, is there a lack of a girl who is as fierce as a wolf and a tiger?"

Lan Qingyu pouted, "You are a man and I am a woman. You are my man, so you should be gentle and kind. If you are so rude next time, I will beat you to death!"

"Queen, you are reluctant to let me go, because I am your husband." Mo Yao flashed his black eyes and said gently.

"Humph, if you can't bear to leave me, then never get into my bed again." Lan Qingyu bit Mo Yao's chest like an ant, and Mo Yao said nonchalantly, "Okay, then I'll get you into my bed."

"Shameless!" Lan Qingyu gritted his teeth.

A gleam of joy and satisfaction flashed across Mo Yao's black eyes, and then he captured Lan Qingyu's lips and tasted them lightly.

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