Yan Xiaomo opened her mouth in pain, but she didn't expect Ying Zheng to bite her, and even cut her lip.
However, Ying Zheng took advantage of the gap between Yan Xiaomo's mouth and quickly penetrated into it.
The kiss was a little wild and rough, as if he wanted to vent his dissatisfaction over the years.
Yan Xiaomo couldn't resist at all, and hit Ying Zheng's chest hard with her pink and white fist.
It's a pity that her little strength is only enough to tickle Ying Zheng.
The taste of blood spread in his mouth, making Yan Xiaomo feel a little uncomfortable in his stomach.
Until Yan Xiaomo couldn't breathe smoothly, and her whole body collapsed in Ying Zheng's arms like a puddle of water.
She had no strength of her own at all, and her brain was extremely deprived of oxygen.
But Ying Zheng had no intention of letting her go just like that.
He picked her up by the waist and strode towards the palace.
"Azheng, I'm sorry, please don't be angry, okay?"
Yan Xiaomo said in a soft voice, a little afraid of Ying Zheng's expression at this moment.
Men tend to be soft on women rather than tough on women.
She thought that as long as she acted coquettishly and admitted her mistakes with him in a gentle voice, Ying Zheng would not let her go because of such small things in the past.
A woman should be strong when she should be strong, but she should still be coquettish when she should be coquettish.
Ying Zheng snorted and said, "Now I know I've admitted my mistake."
Before, he really wanted to torture this woman, but when he heard her sweet voice admitting her mistake to him, most of his unhappiness disappeared.
But that doesn't mean he won't pursue this woman.
Yan Xiaomo nodded, and her pink and soft hands boldly climbed up the mountain to Ying Zheng's face, and pinched Ying Zheng's face.
It's clear that Ying Zheng's favorability towards me is gone, so why does it feel like his attitude towards me hasn't changed much?
After entering the bedroom, Ying Zheng directly threw the person on the dragon couch.
Before the woman could get up, he leaned over and pressed down on Yan Xiaomo.
His heavy body pressed down on Yan Xiaomo like a mountain, making Yan Xiaomo Mo couldn't breathe smoothly at all.
"A Zheng" Yan Xiaomo pushed Ying Zheng's chest tightly with both hands, but Ying Zheng held down her wrists and pressed his two small hands on both sides of her head.
"Take responsibility for what you do, Mo'er, you forced me."
Ying Zheng's eyes were filled with a trace of lust, and he kept controlling his two small hands with his big palm.
With his free big palm, he pinched Yan Xiaomo's...
Clothes ripped apart.
The body was exposed to the air, and a chill made Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but get goosebumps.
Ying Zheng lowered his head and kissed her wildly on her neck, collarbone and chest, leaving red marks on her snow-white skin.
Conspicuous marks.
"Azheng, it hurts," Yan Xiaomo bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes filled with mist, and she whispered softly.
However, Ying Zheng bit the pink bean with his silver teeth in a bad way, leaving teeth marks on it.
Yan Xiaomo cursed secretly in her heart, how could this man become so bad?
"I just want you to feel pain, otherwise I won't remember it at all."
Ying Zheng said, continuing to bite with his teeth and pulling up.
Yan Xiaomo closed her eyes tightly, and a strange feeling spread throughout her body like a spider web.
Ying Zheng thrust up and down her body, making her breathless.
After a lot of drama, Yan Xiaomo finally thought it was over and breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Ying Zheng had already turned her over, picked up her waist, and gave her a hard bump.
Yan Xiaomo suddenly felt that she had been hit.
She turned her head with tears in her eyes and shook her head, "Azheng, I know I was wrong." oshow7: