Daddy, Let Go of My Mom

That night, Mo Chi took a shower and sat in front of a mirror to wipe the frost off his face. He looked at Long Fei who was leaning on the bed reading a magazine and asked: "Long Fei, which school do you plan to send Yuan Yuan to?"

Long Fei closed the magazine and waved at her. "Come here, I'll tell you."

Mo Chi wiped his hands and sat down beside him. He looked at him seriously, obviously waiting for his answer.

Long Fei suddenly gave an evil smile and stretched out his arm to hug her waist, then pulled her under the blanket. The handsome face buried itself into her hair and took a deep breath. "It smells so good."

"I'm serious." Mochi slapped him on the shoulder.

"Let's not get down to business for now, let's get down to business." As he spoke, Long Fei pulled open the nightgown on her chest, and a hot kiss imprinted itself on her pure white skin. He then began to gently kiss her.

Mo Chi instantly went limp under him, and the serious matters in his head gradually disappeared. She used both hands to tightly hold Long Fei's head, lightly biting her red lips, and tried to endure the throbbing of her body.

Perhaps it was because she hadn't experienced this kind of world event for too long, she couldn't get used to it in such a short time. At this time, it was as if when she had just married Long Fei, a casual kiss would cause her to tremble.

And her gentleness caused Long Fei's inner emotions to become even more uncontrollably excited. He only wanted to give her a fierce hug, love her, and give her a deeper kiss on her sensitive areas, repeatedly announcing his current love for her.

Mo Chi felt it, and she smiled. Everything that had happened flashed through her mind like a farce. She suddenly felt that all the detours she had taken before were unnecessary, her beloved man … Right now it was in her arms.