Chapter 31: Yu Yuanyuan, you are a special disappointment 5
She couldn't avoid it, she could only breathe hard, feeling completely at a loss, her eyes widened, and tears suddenly filled her eyes.
She didn't know why the young master suddenly became so scary. She would rather the young master beat her and scold her than do this.
I couldn't hold back the tears drop by drop, and slowly slipped from my eyes.
Xia Zihao sucked her sweet lips heartily, but suddenly a salty taste spread on his lips. He opened his eyes slightly and saw tears on Yu Yuanyuan's face.
All of a sudden, the anger was rising completely. What happened to this woman? She disliked him? She didn’t want to?
How many women thought of his caress and his kiss
She was actually aggrieved???
The anger in my heart kept rolling up one layer after another, and I pressed my lips harder, entangled Yu Yuanyuan's tongue, and bit it down hard.
"Ah...well..." Yu Yuanyuan's little face wrinkled up in pain, and she shook her head trying to avoid Xia Zihao's kiss.
But Xia Zihao's hands became harder and harder, clasping her head tightly and squeezing her head.
Xia Zihao didn't give her a chance to breathe, and continued to entangle each other. The fishy smell was already filling his mouth, but he seemed to be stimulated, and what was even crazier was Yuanyuan's mouth.
All the fear deep in Yu Yuanyuan's heart surged into her heart, her restrained hands began to struggle desperately, and her head shook even more violently.
Xia Zihao kept sucking Yu Yuanyuan's lips for a long time, then slid them to her neck, nibbling hard, and the fiery kiss spread all the way down. He pulled away her clothes without hesitation——
"don't want……"
Her chest felt cold, and Yu Yuanyuan couldn't care about anything anymore. She shouted with all her strength in a broken voice, crying and shaking her head, "Master, please, no."
Xia Zihao slowly stopped moving, and then slowly raised his head, his eyes sharply shot at Yu Yuanyuan, two clusters of flames were burning in his dark pupils, and there was a tendency of burning more and more.
Yu Yuanyuan could not help but shudder, as if she was being targeted by a wolf, and no matter how she ran away, she could not escape from his grasp.
Xia Zihao smiled coldly, but his voice was as cold as the ice in Antarctica, "Yu Yuanyuan, I have only discovered this shortcoming of yours now."