Devil husband is a little small

Mu Wanxi bit her lower lip tightly, not daring to make any sound.

Outside the door, Wei Xiang was still knocking on the door, "Xiao Xi, are you asleep?"

Yin Mujue saw that she was trembling like a bullied little animal, with a playful smile on the corner of her mouth, slowly letting go of her fingers, gently pulling up her loose hair, smelling the fragrance of her hair, He said in a low voice: "Find a way to get her to leave."

"Mom... Mommy... I'm already asleep... Can we talk about it tomorrow?"

Wei Xiang: "When you wake up, open the door and talk to Mommy."

"Mummy...I'm really tired today, can we talk about it tomorrow?" Mu Wanxi's nervous heart beat faster, as if she was about to jump out of her body, Yin Mujue's oily fingers made her tremble uncontrollably, wanting to open He, however, can do nothing.

"Xiao Xi, what's wrong with you? There's something wrong with your voice, are you sick?" With that said, Wei Xiang opened the door...

Mu Wanxi was startled, she didn't bother to cover her own towel with both hands, and pressed against the door tightly, almost begging: "Mum... I really fell asleep, and you should go to bed early... I, I will return tomorrow If you want to accompany Yan, you need to rest early."

Wei Xiang has always been in favor of her relationship with Gu Yanshen, but she has no choice but to use Gu Yanshen as a shield.

When Wei Xiang heard this, he had no choice but to give up, "Then you have a good rest, and accompany Yanshen tomorrow, and remember to bring Yanshen back for dinner tonight."

"Okay, good night, Mommy."

Mu Wanxi heard the footsteps outside the door getting farther and farther away, and her whole body seemed to be weak. When she fell, Yin Mujue hugged her in her arms, and her big palm landed on her chest.

"Let go... Yin Mujue, you're going too far." Mu Wanxi squeezed his wrist hard and glared at him viciously. Because she was too anxious just now, the dense sweat on her forehead shone with crystal clear light, and her eyes were watery. The mist was dense, the cheeks were flushed, I don't know if it was anger or embarrassment...

Yin Mujue didn't care about her struggle, and threw her onto the bed in three steps and two steps, with all her strength on her body; "Mu Wanxi, haven't you heard that the more a woman resists, the more she will become a man?" Is it sexually interesting?"

While Mu Wanxi was struggling, the towel couldn't cover Yu's body for a long time, and Yin Mujue's lower abdomen was bursting with fire. One hand easily restrained Mu Wanxi, preventing her from moving.

When Mu Wanxi opened his mouth to speak, Yin Mujue lowered his head and grabbed her lips. He was strong and could not refuse. The tip of his tongue traced her full and bright red lips, and he rubbed her old brother with his fingers; he forced his legs into her between the legs of...

Mu Wanxi struggled, afraid of being discovered, and did not dare to scream, tears of humiliation fell from the corners of her eyes and rolled across her mouth, bitter and bloody smell intertwined...

Yin Mujue tasted the bitter taste, stopped; looked up at the tear stains on her face, bit her lower lip stubbornly, didn't resist, didn't scream, like a dead fish.

He got up, straightened his clothes, and smiled brightly, "Don't act like I'm going to rape | rape you."

Mu Wanxi sniffed, disregarding her naked body, raised her hand and slapped him viciously.

"Yin Mujue, I hate you!"

Yin Mujue didn't hide, his slender fingers landed on his handsome face, and his crisp voice kept echoing in the room; Mu Wanxi was also stunned——

Why didn't he hide?

Yin Mujue's cold eyes stared at her closely, sharp, cold, and cruel...

After a long time, he left Mu Wanxi's room without saying a word.