Forced to marry as a concubine: the prince is too presumptuous

Chapter 49
On his face, there were still no traces of her fingernails. Ximo looked at him inexplicably, but couldn't figure it out.

"Okay, the medicine is ready." He suddenly bowed his head and whispered into her ear, "How long do you want to see me?"

Ximo's face was blushing, her mind was moving slightly, and there were ripples. She didn't understand him at all. It seemed that he was pampering her, but yesterday...

He did the tooth marks on purpose to cause her to be laughed at by Mu Lianshuang and Mu Lianxue, but Mu Lianfeng didn't say anything.

Thinking of Mu Lianfeng, Ximo's heart sank. He was going to marry Princess Xinrong.

He didn't seem happy when he was seen.

In a trance, Yan Mo had already let go of her body, his big hand brushed across her lower abdomen unconsciously, and then said in a low voice: "My lord needs to change clothes, we have to go out."

We, he said very smoothly, as if how close they were.

She slid off his body, or if she sat down again, she would feel uncomfortable as if she had thorns all over her body, "Ah Mo, is it still about that batch of cloth?"

"Yes, Zhuqing said yesterday that he would vacate a place in the cloth village to hang ready-made clothes. This matter has always been your suggestion. Then, let's go over and have a look."

"Okay." She looked down at her clothes, it was simple and elegant, it would be fine to wear it when going out, so she went to get Yan Mo's clothes, put them on a chair beside her, and then came over and prepared to take off his body for him home jacket.

This is the first time Ximo undressed for him, her hands trembled slightly, she was really not used to serving people like this, in the past, Zhixia served her, but now, her natal family's people and affairs have long since disappeared The news is gone, but she will often think of Zhixia, after all, she grew up with her since she was a child, sometimes, she is more like a sister.

Although she was uncomfortable, she still put on a navy blue gown for Yan Mo. When she put on the Ying Luo, Yan Moxin's long body became more and more handsome, and she brushed a wrinkle on his front with one hand. Folding, she was so close to him, sniffing his breath, at that moment, her heart beat like a beating unconsciously.

"Amo, it's done."

"Let's go." He strode forward and walked towards the door of the study. In the yard, a carriage was already waiting there.

The two got into the carriage one by one. This is the second time that Ximo left the palace with Yan Mo. She is the only one among the female relatives in the palace. She is the only one who has the opportunity to leave the palace with Yan Mo. .

The breeze is blowing, the green willows are swaying, and when you relax, everything is so beautiful.

"Ah Mo, why do you hate me?" Clutching the curtain of the sedan chair, she suddenly couldn't wait for Mu Lianfeng to tell herself.

Looking at Yan Mo with clear eyes, she was waiting for him to give her an answer, which also made her give up...

Quiet, the carriage suddenly fell silent, so quiet that even the beating of my own heart became clear.

Ximo stubbornly refused to look away, but stared at Yan Mo, asking him over and over in her heart: "Why do you hate me? Why do you hate me?"

But the man's face was close to hers, and his thin lips fell next to her ear, "Mo'er, who said I hate you?"

That evil male voice was magnetic and sweet, making Ximo's heart skip a beat, "You...you don't hate me?"

It's impossible, absolutely impossible.

He has done so many things to her, those cruel things can only be done with hatred, she has always known it.

"Yes, I don't hate, why should I hate you? Mo'er, it's too late for me to spoil you." He said, his lips and teeth were already attached to her earlobe, and he bit down on her earlobe. It gave her a numb feeling.

Ximo's body stiffened immediately, "Ah Mo..." She wanted to resist his biting kiss inarticulately, this was in the carriage, not in the bedroom of Prince Xiaoyao's Mansion.

But just when she was protesting, Yan Mo's hand had already tightly clasped her waist, making her close to him unconsciously. At the same time, his kiss became tighter and tighter. Ximo gasped. broken.

His hand seemed to have magical powers, making her consciousness more and more confused, and her scattered eyes looked at him in panic, "Ah Mo, don't..."

She panicked, she was in a mess.

Why did his eyes seem to confuse her like a cup? She was afraid that his eyes would look at her.

But his eyes just didn't leave her face, even when kissing, she felt that he was looking at her.

"Mo'er, do you know? When a woman says she doesn't want it, she actually wants it." Xiexie smiled, and the hand that was still around her waist suddenly let go, and at the same time led her body to lean against it. On the wall of the carriage, just when Ximo was confused, Yan Mo's free hand lifted her skirt lightly...

"Ah..." Ximo whispered subconsciously, but then bit her lips. She can't, she can't make any noise, otherwise, if the servant who is following the carriage outside the carriage hears it, it will be...

Ximo didn't dare to think about it.

But she was powerless to resist him, her whole body was sore and limp, and the white panties had been pulled down to her calves in a daze. The sudden coolness made her tremble all over, but Yan Mo didn't give her any favors at all. While thinking, she didn't even know how he moved, his body became one with hers...

She opened her eyes wide in fright, Ximo was really terrified.

"Ah Mo, you... you stop... stop... woo..." She couldn't continue, her red lips were already sealed, and in the narrow space of the carriage, he actually said to her...

He kissed her in the air, kissing her almost suffocating. At first, she was afraid that he would hurt the fetus in her womb, but his every stroke was just right, and he would still be like this Carefully protect the fetus in her womb.

Maybe, he really likes the child she conceived.

But, why so many women in Xiaoyao Wang's mansion have nothing to do, but she just entered the mansion and became pregnant?
Her thoughts stopped and started in his flight, in a mess.

Finally, he let go of her lips, allowing her to breathe heavily, her little face flushed like rouge, Ximo was about to die of shame, but at this time, she absolutely couldn't make a sound.

Biting his lip stubbornly, he only hoped that he would hurry up and hurry up.

Finally, his body trembled, and he let go of everything in a moment.

Low panting filled the entire carriage, Ximo's heart was still flustered and flustered, the place was wet and greasy, and she didn't know what to do.

She was really upset.

Just when Ximo was confused and didn't know what to do, a piece of soft cloth suddenly appeared in Yan Mo's hand, and he handed it to her, "Here."

(End of this chapter)