Ye Moyan hugged her slender waist deeply, buried his head in her neck and took a deep breath.

"Weier..."

Ye Moyan's voice was low and hoarse, with a strange emotion.

Ling Xuewei didn't know that every move she made, every move she made, every look she made was like poison, making Ye Moyan addicted and unable to extricate herself.

Just by smelling her breath, Ye Moyan could no longer restrain the desire that kept pouring out of his body.

Possess her.

"Ye Moyan...?" Ling Xuewei just spoke out, her chin was twisted, and Ye Moyan's heavy breathing came up.

It was a thick and possessive kiss.

It was overwhelming and turbulent.

With the desire to rub Ling Xuewei into his body and become one with him, Ye Moyan penetrated deeply into her mouth with his lips and tongue, sweeping, sweeping, and entangling her.

Like a vine, it lives from life to life and will not rest until death.

"Weier..."

"Weier..."

Ye Moyan called out again and again, with strong desire.

Ling Xuewei's heart was beating wildly. Listening to Ye Moyan's sexy voice and his strong breath in her mouth, she lost all consciousness.

The lips moved to her slender and white neck at some point, leaving behind moist and ambiguous traces. Ling Xuewei felt that her heart was about to burst, and her body was as numb as if it had been electrified. She quickly pressed her hands against the man's chest, "Wait a minute.

Ye Moyan..."

"Weier..." Ye Moyan's beautiful face was as enchanting as the Night Devil, sexy and domineering. When he heard Ling Xuewei's hoarse and confused voice, his eyes became deeper. He closed his eyes, suppressed the rising desire, and gently touched her lips.

A kiss, "Weier, how long do I have to wait?"

Ling Xuewei's face turned even redder. She naturally knew what Ye Moyan was talking about, "I..."

Ye Moyan has been waiting. Ye Moyan respects her and never forces her.

So he kept suppressing his desires, and Ling Xuewei always knew.

Ling Xuewei looked at Ye Moyan, who had a beautiful face and gentle eyes. She pursed her lips and said, "...twenty..."

"What?"

Ling Xuewei's words were so vague that Ye Moyan didn't understand what Ling Xuewei was saying at all.
Chapter completed!