He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

Su Qingci felt relieved.

Mo Beixiao pinched her little face lovingly: "Xiao Ci, I miss you so much, let me kiss you."

Su Qingci came out to see him so late, so he was naturally mentally prepared.

It’s not like I haven’t been kissed before.

Nothing to be pretentious about.

She closed her eyes and tilted her head back slightly.

The little expression is cute, pure and sexy.

There was no defense against him at all.

Mo Beixiao's eyes sank, and before he kissed her, he felt an inexplicable tingling sensation from the soles of his feet to his heart, rushing the blood throughout his body.

Boiling and surging.

I wish I could...

Just eat her into your stomach.

Does this little girl know how attractive she looks like this?

Mo Beixiao's heart was beating wildly. He lowered his head and gently pressed his lips against hers. He had originally wanted to restrain himself from just tasting her lips, but once they kissed, he was like a possessed person. He held her lips and conquered her territory bit by bit. He held the back of her head with one hand and her waist with the other. He lost control of himself and pried open her lips and teeth, becoming more and more bold.

Su Qingci's breathing gradually became rapid and his nerves trembled.

"Xiao Ci..." Mo Beixiao's eyes turned red. The big hand that was originally covering the back of her head moved slightly down, kneading and kneading her fair and slender neck, as if he was stroking a well-behaved little rabbit.

Su Qingci was so weak that his whole body went limp, and his voice became soft: "Brother Bei Xiao..."

Mo Beixiao lowered his head and glared at her pretty, hot little face: "It's so late, I shouldn't have come to disturb you. Maybe I drank and couldn't control myself. I was lying in bed, thinking about you, and couldn't sleep, so I wanted to come to you."

Admire the age of youth.

Which little girl can stand such sweet talk?

Especially the man who said this, he had a handsome face.

Su Qingci felt a tingling sensation in his heart, and his heart palpitated and trembled. He reached out and hugged him, burying his little head in his arms: "Brother Beixiao..."

Mo Beixiao raised his voice at the end: "Hmm?"

Su Qingci said softly, "I miss you, too."

Mo Beizhou got married.

Mo Beixiao, his biological brother, started getting busy a few days in advance.

The two had indeed not seen each other for three or four days.

The little girl leaned softly in his arms, saying in a tender voice that she missed him.

No matter who it is, it is impossible to remain indifferent.

Mo Beixiao especially can’t do that!

He lowered his head, held her little face, found her lips, and kissed her again...

The bridge of nose touches lightly.

Rub the corners of your lips.

He held her lips and sucked repeatedly.

The breath is heavy.

From shallow to deep.

……

It was clearly the first time for both of them to fall in love, but Mo Beixiao's ability in kissing, which he had learned without any instruction, was so strong that it was outrageous.

Su Qingci endured it passively, his heart trembling.

Gradually.

Mo Beixiao was not satisfied with just kissing, and his big hands wandered to Su Qingci's legs. She was wearing a long skirt, and he pulled her skirt. He lifted it up a little bit and put his hand into the hem of her skirt...

Skin contact.

His palms were hot.

The skin on Su Qingci's thigh was burned, and the chaos in his mind was instantly pulled back. He hurriedly pressed his hand, avoided his lips, and said in panic: "Brother Beixiao, don't..."

Mo Beixiao came back to his senses.

He quickly reached out his hand and pulled the hem of her skirt down to cover her exposed thighs. He buried his head in her neck and breathed heavily: "I'm sorry, Xiaoci, I'm drunk. Did I scare you?"

Su Qingci was indeed frightened.

It was so late, and she was kissing and hugging an adult man, her boyfriend, in the car.

What if something really happens...

She is only eighteen!

And how long have they been dating?

She's not ready yet.

Su Qingci's voice was flustered: "Brother Beixiao, I, I should go back. I'm sleepy and I want to sleep."

Mo Beixiao lifted his head from her neck, looked at her face in the light of the street lamp coming in from the window, frowned and said, "Are you angry with me? I didn't mean it. I was drunk and couldn't control myself. I know you are still young, I... I will never do it again next time. I'm sorry, Xiaoci, don't be angry."

Su Qingci bit her lip. She wasn't angry, she just felt it was not the right time yet: "It's okay, Brother Bei Xiao, I'm not angry with you. I know you are drunk. I, I really should go back. It's too late. If my parents knew that I came out so late at night, I don't know what would happen. You should go back to bed quickly too."

"You're really not angry?" Mo Beixiao felt a little dizzy and it was hard to tell whether she was lying or not.

"Yes." Su Qingci nodded firmly.

Mo Beixiao was still worried: "Then give me a kiss to prove that you are really not angry."

Su Qingci had no choice but to lean over and peck him on the lips, lightly and quickly.

"That's it?" Mo Beixiao was dissatisfied. He pushed her down on the back seat and kissed her again domineeringly.

But this time he was much more sober and restrained.

Just a kiss.

No more messing around.

For the first time, Su Qingci deeply realized the disparity in power between men and women. If he really wanted to do something forcefully, she would have no chance of escaping. Since she knew he wouldn't do anything, Su Qingci simply closed her eyes and let him kiss her to his heart's content.

She is so well-behaved and soft.

This made Mo Beixiao's anger grow stronger and stronger. He pressed her down and kissed her for a while. When he opened his eyes, his pupils were even redder, and he said in a very annoyed tone: "Xiao Ci, I'm really hopeless."

Su Qingci pursed his lips: "Then can I go home now?"

Mo Beixiao didn't want to separate like this, so he hugged her and leaned his head against her forehead affectionately: "Can you come out tomorrow? We haven't dated for a long time."

Su Qingci nodded: "Sure, tomorrow is Tuesday, and my parents are at work."

Mo Beixiao said urgently: "Eight o'clock."

Su Qingci understood him: "The old place."

Mo Beixiao chuckled and pecked her on the lips: "I really don't want to let you go back."

Su Qingci tilted his head: "If my parents find out that I'm not at home and you kidnapped me, it's hard to say whether I'll be okay, but your legs will definitely not be saved."

Mo Beixiao raised his eyebrows: "For you, it's worth breaking my legs."

Su Qingci said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense."

Mo Beixiao smiled freely and uninhibitedly: "I'm not worried at all, I know you will protect me, do you want to marry a cripple?"

Su Qingci was helpless.

This person is so shameless!

The two talked for a while in the car.

Before I knew it, it was half past twelve.

……

Su Qingci really should go back.

Mo Beixiao could only let her go and rubbed her little head: "Let's change it to nine o'clock tomorrow. It's too late. You should sleep a little longer tomorrow morning."

Su Qingci nodded: "Yeah, you too, get some more sleep."

Standing in front of the car, Mo Beixiao watched Su Qingci's back gradually walking away.

Back in the car.

The body's reaction cannot be eliminated.

He pressed his temple distractedly.

My wife is only eighteen.

He just wanted to sleep with her.

How can this be good?

Mo Beixiao opened the car window to let the night breeze in. After his mind cleared up a little, he placed an order for a designated driver online. The designated driver arrived a few minutes later and took him back to the hotel.

He met his wife, hugged her, kissed her, and even put his hand under her skirt.

I have a date with my wife tomorrow.

Mo Beixiao finally fell asleep!