Warm breath poured into her ears, and Wu Bing quickly came back to her senses and found that he had arrived at her side without knowing it, and his strong arms were around her waist.
"you."
She struggled and put her little hand on his arm to move it away, but he refused to let go and instead hugged her closer and closer.
"Let go." She said coquettishly.
"I want to hug you."
What he said was innocent, but Wu Bingxuan could feel the sycophancy in his words. He was him, but he didn't seem to be him. Did she misjudge him?
His thick palms wrapped around her little hands to stop her struggling. Mu Ziluo simply picked her up and placed her on his lap.
"Mu Ziluo."
Wu Bingxuan glared at him angrily, he was really going too far.
"Why don't you call me Mr. Mu?"
He admitted that he was a stingy man, but when he thought of her calling him such a strange name in Qiansongya, he wanted to possess her fiercely and make her his.
Taking a deep breath, Wu Bingxuan suppressed the anger rising deep in his heart, lowered his voice as much as possible, and said gently: "Mr. Mu... um..."
Mu Zi lowered his head and invaded her red lips domineeringly, violently demanding everything that belonged to him from her.
His kiss was no longer gentle, nor was it a light taste.
Instead, he invaded her tenderness crazily and domineeringly.
Sensing her struggle, Mu Ziluo hugged her tighter, lifted up the hem of her skirt with his big palm and slipped in. The smooth and delicate touch in his palm made him moan with satisfaction.
But it wasn't enough, he was very greedy and wanted to leave his mark on her whole body.
Putting her on the sofa, his hot body immediately covered her. He left many small kisses on her ears and closed his eyes to feel the fragrance that he so longed for.
Perhaps when he was seventeen years old, he lost his heart to that pretty and lovely girl.
"No... let go..." Wu Bingxuan gasped intermittently, pushing his chest hard with her slender hands.
"Good boy, I just want to hug you." The low and sexy voice was full of burning desire. He grabbed her little hand and Mu Ziluo sucked hard on her neck.
The man's mellow voice hovered in her ears, and his warm breath wrapped around her tightly. This feeling was unfamiliar and unprecedented, and made her even more uneasy.
"Hmm..." She couldn't help but moan softly.
Her low moans reached his ears. Mu Ziluo's eyes turned red. He could no longer hold back the eager desire deep in his heart. He lifted up her long skirt with his big hands, and his fair and smooth skin glowed charmingly under the sunlight.
, he breathed heavily.
Realizing his intention, Wu Bingxuan struggled violently and pulled down the skirt that was lifted up to her chest.
"No." She refused with a hint of tears.
She realized that she had really misjudged him. Wasn't he a gentleman?
When she was in the hotel, she seduced him like that and didn't see him touch her at all. Why is it different now?
Now he is full of aggression, seemingly gentle in appearance, but extremely evil and domineering.
Letting her pull down her skirt to cover up the infinite spring sunshine, Muzi fell on top of her and gasped. Suddenly he opened his mouth and bit down hard on her collarbone, leaving a bright red tooth mark on her chest like a tattoo.
Looking at the mark that belonged to him, Mu Ziluo grinned. At least until the mark disappeared, she could no longer ignore him.