At some point, An Junchen's hand had already reached into her clothes, gently rubbing her delicate skin, and the coolness that suddenly came into being made Qingxuan, who was about to be lost, pulled back his reason, and quickly held his big palm covering her softly.

"Brother Chen, this is my home... don't..." Qingxuan was worried that if they came down later, she would be shameless to see people when she saw this scene, especially her father and mother. She couldn't imagine the consequences.

An Junchen groaned and buried his head in her neck. He was breathing unbearably, and he didn't know that he almost lost control. He was indeed a mistake.

Qingxuan knew that he was suffering from his slap. She was not the same, but it was really not suitable now... Maybe after getting engaged... An Junchen hugged Qingxuan for a while before letting go of her, tidying her hair and clothes, and still returning to her original appearance.

"Give you aside first. When you get engaged, you have to make up for me." As she said that, An Junchen pinched her face, Qingxuan chuckled. How could he feel inexplicably happy when he looked so embarrassed?

The atmosphere in the kitchen was ambiguous, and the Qingmo Man God upstairs was not much better.

Huangfu Qingmo carried Mu Zihan back to the room with inexplicable anger. As soon as the door was closed, Qingmo pushed her behind the door and kissed her, with a punitive kiss. Mu Zihan was still a little confused at first, so after kissing for a while, he hooked Brother Qingmo's neck and responded enthusiastically.

Feeling the response of his foodie, Huangfu Qingmo's anger slowly dissipated, replaced by a kind of pleasure, and the kiss gradually became gentle.

The two of them stumbled all the way to the side of the male god's bed. Mu Zihan felt dizzy and came back to her senses. He had been pressed under her body by Brother Qing Mo. He was burying in front of her chest, concentrating on her taste.

Mu Zihan thought to himself, didn’t you just say that you came up to do your homework? Why is it like this now... I really have no shame to see people.

The autumn in November was already a little cool. Mu Zihan was wearing a loose sweater and a pair of leggings underneath. Before she knew it, she felt that her sweater was being lifted very high, almost covering her face. Huangfu Qingmo pressed on her, and his underwear had been taken off, and the flame of desire was thrust in her eyes.

Reason made him stop, but the desire in his heart could not be said. In fact, he fought like this every night for a long time before he calmed down the fire that had scratched people.

Mu Zihan pushed Qingmo, but he stopped moving and buried in her chest. Mu Zihan only felt a numb feeling coming from her softness, as if she was electrocuted, spreading rapidly throughout her body.

Qingmo held the little red plum, controlled the other softness with his other hand, and gently rubbed it slowly... Mu Zihan couldn't help but whisper in his mouth, which was also very unbearable.

I don’t know how long it took, Qing Mo finally changed his mind, let go of Mu Zihan, tidy up her clothes, and sat on the bed with her in her arms, preparing to take a cold shower and put out the fire.

At this time, Mu Zihan's eyes were crystal clear, completely lost the focus, her face was red, and her lips were so beautiful that Qingmo didn't even dare to look at her, afraid that she would really not be able to control herself, so she would want her now...
Chapter completed!