Chapter 196

Pressing her down, in this posture, possessed her.

Although she somewhat resisted and rejected, she was not as violent as the first time, struggling weakly. For Mu Yazhe, it was simply not worth mentioning.

In the deepest part of her love, she just blindly buried her little face in his neck, holding back.

This charming appearance looks like a very aggrieved cat, humming and protesting in a weak voice from time to time.

The hot breath sprayed in his ears, but it was undoubtedly a kind of torture in disguise for him.

As everyone knows, the more she does this, the more he stimulates the hidden tide somewhere in him, almost turning him into a beast of desire, swallowing her to the extent that there are no bones left.

Undoubtedly, in this respect, Mu Yazhe is a man with a lot of energy. Compared with him, her physical strength is really poor, and in the end, she was a little confused.

Several times he thought about getting her on him.

However, her body was so soft that she had no choice but to press her to ask for it a few times, but it was enough to satisfy him. When it was dawn, he died.

And she, in the end, couldn't resist being tired, her body was terribly weak, and she was unwilling to move when she fell on the bed.

The eyelids were so heavy that they couldn't be opened. After tossing and turning, he quickly fell asleep.

The huge room was filled with a peculiar after-love aura.

It wasn't until the heavy breathing slowly calmed down that he was secretly puzzled. When did he want to get up with a woman to be so hungry?

She lay on her side, her body curled up unconsciously, her bow became a small ball, her messy black hair was scattered on the side of the pillow, half covering her jade-like cheeks, she really had an indescribable charm.

Her sleeping position is always in a curled up position. He had read a psychological study and said that a woman who sleeps in this position is always subconsciously insecure.

This looks a little helpless, which is really pitiful.

Mu Yazhe lowered his head to look at her again, and with just one glance, he was a little bit eager to move somewhere.

This woman is really like the ancient enchantress who brought disaster to the country. She was born with the ability to deceive people. Even if she lays still here, her quiet posture is always so deceiving.

He took her into his arms, rolled over and got out of bed, went into the bathroom, and cleaned up for her.

During this period, he called a servant and ordered the soiled sheets to be removed.

Hazy, she could only feel a warm hand gently wiping her body with a towel.

Who else, carried her to bed, the man's strong and strong arms wrapped around her waist, hugging each other to sleep.

All night, her ears responded with the sonorous and powerful heartbeat.

Bang, bang, bang, somehow, it was so reassuring.

It seems that there is a feeling of being cared for carefully.

This night, she slept very soundly, as if she had never had such a peaceful dream for so long.

He slept in such a drowsy sleep, and half-dreamed and half-awake, it was dawn.

When I woke up again, it was in the air of hunger, and the sun was shining brightly outside the window.

Turning to look at the electronic clock on the bedside table, it shows that it is already one o'clock in the afternoon.

This night, I slept so darkly that I didn't even have any concept of time.

The window door opened a crack, blowing the corner of the curtain, and the fresh wind swept in, blowing away the charming atmosphere in the room.