Chapter 847 : Extra Story: The Overlord Forces His Bow
She was sweating from nervousness, and it took a lot of effort to hold down his hand.
He let go of her lips, held her hand, and gently touched her face with his other hand, his eyes charming: "You are a gynecologist, you shouldn't be so nervous..."
Zhao Yumo gasped heavily and stared at him closely, speechless.
She is a gynecologist and knows this knowledge very well, and she and her ex-boyfriend of five years have already taken this step.
But facing the man in front of her, she felt inexplicably panicked.
She couldn't give a reason or reason, she just felt flustered for no reason.
Seeing her silence, he gently raised her chin and kissed her lightly, "It's okay, I'll let you get into the mood slowly."
Zhao Yumo stared at her fearfully and nervously, but did not dare to speak, because the aura exuded by the man in front of him was so ambiguous that it was almost suffocating.
"Yu Mo, no matter how nervous you are, you have to face everything tonight. Why not relax a little and enjoy the beauty of tonight."
Zhao Yumo took out his courage, looked at him closely, and cursed in a low voice, "You bully, you are so fierce, you bastard!"
"Yes, I am the overlord and I will force myself to do it. I will print out the complaint for you tomorrow and let you sue me, okay?"
"Go to hell..." She pursed her delicate lips into a thin line and stared at him.
"Tsk, tsk, it's already here, and you're still so fierce... It's really different. Let's make an agreement. The more enthusiastic you scold me, the more eager I will be for you. Everyone's efforts will be directly proportional, okay?
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"You..." Zhao Yumo wanted to curse again, but his lips were close to her face, causing her to shut up without any spine.
The warm breath spread faintly on her face, causing the panic that had been suppressed with great difficulty to surge up again inexplicably.
The blush that had not dissipated due to drunkenness appeared faintly on her face, like two elegant peach blossoms.
What caught his eyes was charming to the bone.
Because of her nervousness, her forehead was covered with sweat, and the strands of hair, stained with sweat, stuck tightly to her forehead, making her look silently sultry.
He ruffled her hair obsessively and kissed her lips again, his tongue moving deeply and lightly, eagerly and teasingly, teasing her lips and tongue to his heart's content.
His hands kept sliding down her chest, unbuttoning her buttons as he slid down, and pulling off her clothes with the other hand.