Luxurious family does not accept the love: Mr.Mu, please respect yourself！

Jun's face was cold and tight under the dazzling white light. He saw her bare shoulders and collarbones, and clearly smelled the smell from her. It was a rose scented shower gel. It was irresistible and came in bursts.

Thin lips were as pale as paper. Mu Yanchen's thick eyelashes closed, but something soft hit his lips.

Deep and cold eyes suddenly raised! He saw her close face.

At the moment, her soft arms were around his neck. There was a trace of pale despair in her clear water eyes, but she stubbornly kissed his lips. She didn't know the point. The tip of her tongue was against his teeth and looked in.

Mu Yanchen closed her teeth tightly, but she was overwhelmed by the pity and loss on her face. Let her in. A strong current filled her mouth along the tip of her tongue and rushed to all parts and bones!

In a trance, he almost sank and entangled with her Softness, but he was awakened by a huge sense of guilt at the moment when he was entangled deeper and deeper. His big palm fastened her waist and separated the distance between them, and Jun's face was as white as paper.

"Lanxi, do you know what you're doing?"

Lanxi gently held his shoulder, his eyes filled with desperate sadness, and gently nodded: "I know."

After that, she bullied him again and pasted his soft lips on him: "brother, don't you want to tonight?"

Mu Yanchen's eyes were as dark as ice, her heart was stabbed with blood by her simplest sentence, and the pain was uncontrollable... Her soft touch hit him again. She was kissing him. Her young and beautiful body had just taken a bath, and wearing a thin nightdress strongly impacted his vision, but he was like an ice cave, stiff, and half a silk dared not touch her.

"Lan Xi, get up..." he said hoarsely, pressing the boiling pain in his chest.

Get up.

Don't tempt him or remind him——

How guilty and embarrassed he was in front of her simplicity.

Lanxi seemed to be possessed and couldn't open his teeth. Her long eyelashes fell down, and her hand slid directly down his shirt to his waist. Her little hand touched his belt, "pa!" and she untied it. She knew how dangerous and terrible she was. She talked to her closest father across a telephone line, but she couldn't tell her situation.

So, brother, listen to the despair in my heart, will you?

The wrist was roughly grasped to prevent her from going deeper. In his ear was a low roar of implicit anger: "Lanxi!!"

This reprimand made Lanxi feel like a burning fire, burning slowly, the pain deepened, his eyes were simple and blurred, with a little tears, hooked his neck and kissed his Adam's apple.

She remembered that last night he was blocking her breathing and her groans. She was in pain, but she couldn't say a word.

Mu Yanchen was forced to look up, with a sense of happiness and comfort mixed with an overwhelming sense of guilt, which crushed him.

It's going crazy.

Just a little, he was going crazy by her recklessness.

Lanxi stretched out his hand to untie his button and zipper. His small hand trembled slightly and released the huge and terrible giant. It was so big and hot that she wanted to step back, but she stretched out her hand and held it tightly.

The last string in Mu Yanchen's mind suddenly broke!

"Brother, don't you want me..." she held his head, the soft hair fell down and wrapped him, and the soft lip flap gently covered his ear.

Then she lifted her eyes. There was endless pallor in her clear water eyes. She looked at the ceiling and straightened her body gently.

Mu Yanchen suddenly opened her eyes and finally realized what she was doing!

"Lanxi stop -" he ordered coldly, trying to suppress the trembling in his voice, his sin, heartache and weak plea, clenched her waist and stopped her, "you will die of pain!"

Tears flickered. She bit her lips and looked at the ceiling. She choked: "it doesn't hurt."

Her brain is very painful and her heart is also very painful, so she hopes that something can take her away from the desperate situation. The bitten wound on her lip splits again. Her heart is fiercely stabbed. Her little hand gently entangles his thick hair, bows to stick the lip flap to his lips, and allows gravity to fall to the most painful hell with her own face white and dumb voice: "I just want to know, brother, what was your mood when you were so cruel to occupy me yesterday..."

How much do you love me so much that you can drag me to such a hell?

Muyan Chenjun's face turned white fiercely. Something in his mind exploded and collapsed into an army.

——What was your mood when you possessed me?

all day.

She was calm with a trace of fear and resentment. When she wanted to kill him and couldn't bear to look at it, he wanted to stab himself harder than anyone!

As long as she doesn't look at him like that, she's not so sad and painful!

He doesn't want to invade her again.

I don't want to see her crying in pain but unable to resist!

But she just wanted to remind him of what a bird and beast had done unforgivable things to her.

... she must be so forced.

The sweat on his forehead wet his thick eyelashes. His eyes were covered with blood and scarlet as blood. Mu Yanchen opened his eyes and saw her pale but tearful face. He asked him again and again, what's your mood?

His mood was like a pool of water completely dyed black, which could no longer be washed clean.

Suddenly hugged her waist and controlled her falling strength so that she wouldn't hurt so much. Mu Yanchen turned over and put her down on the sofa. The documents swept to the ground and made a crash!

The scarlet eyes stared at her. Mu Yanchen gently pressed the palm of her hand on her head, pushed the broken hair in front of her forehead with her thumb, and said in an extremely dull voice: "want to know what my mood is?... that Lanxi... Look at me well, don't move from now on... Look at how I love..."

Look at how he exhausted his conscience and life in love.

The scarlet eyes were closed. In her focused eyes, mu Yanchen bent down and kissed her lips, kissing gently with his favorite posture, from shallow to deep, without hiding the emotion on his face.

He wants her to clearly see his most desperate love, his uncontrollable desire. Hope, he wants to stop but can't stop the struggle, and every time he occupies her... He will fall into an inch of pain in hell!!

Pale, inch by inch on his face, accompanied by sweat, emotion, desire, and despair and love that destroy the sky and the earth.

Lanxi looked at him in his arms. Looking at his face, a hot tear fell down the corner of his eyes.

She knows.

She always knew that he would not feel better than her, but she didn't dare to look. She was afraid that she would not give up and bear it!

More and more tears, she wanted to continue watching, but the sharp pain of tearing her lower body came again. She murmured in a stuffy voice, trembled slightly with pain, and looked up to hide.

Mu Yanchen's heart hurt badly!

Trying to resist the impulse of crazy occupation, he stopped, bent down and kissed her earlobe, followed by the sensitive belt behind her ear. When the thin lips branded her neck, she shrank and shook like dead leaves, so he fastened the back of her brain to keep her from moving. The hot and humid kiss lingered on her shoulder and nibbled on her white skin.

The people under him sobbed and trembled badly, sobbing and moaning like small animals.

Mu Yanchen continued.

Lanxi... No more pain.

The shoulder strap faded and was fully exposed to the light. A bright red flower clearly stimulated people's eyes. When he kissed it, Lanxi couldn't stand it and was afraid of such a completely exposed love under soberness.

"Brother..." she cried to him with a cry.

"I'm here." Mu Yanchen endured the thin sweat on his forehead and vowed not to let her feel pain again. His deep eyes were facing her face and the palm gently rubbed her hair to comfort her.

When the sharpest point was stimulated, she trembled, sobbed and bit her lower lip!

Mu Yanchen suppressed her and his fingers began to move.

It seemed that the sharpest touch was constantly teased and kept until the touch became crisp and itchy. Her thin sweat almost soaked her nightdress. She began to wriggle and sob impatiently, and her hand grabbed his shoulder to beg him to stop.

"I don't want it..."

Lanxi's pale little face was full of tears and cried, "brother, I don't want it!"

She regretted such provocation and provocation, which was more painful and intolerable than pain!

"Don't move," he ordered, his voice low, soft and irresistible, and his strength gradually increased.

The trembling began to become violent. She bit her lips and struggled to resist the little explosive comfort accumulated in her body. Finally, when he kissed her lips, it exploded in her mind.

Sobs were swallowed between the lips and tongue.

The deadly tightening almost made mu Yanchen crazy. He took a cold breath with a pale handsome face, pried open her teeth and kissed her hard, and his palm fastened her waist!

The tearing pain finally eased, and it was no longer so painful.

The two figures overlapping on the sofa are sensitive enough to stimulate people's vision and senses. The skin is intertwined inch by inch. The disparity of body shape and the taboo of identity make people see the blood gushing. The red seal on Lanxi was replaced by a new round of fingerprints. The strength and intensity of the sprint exceeded her bearing range, and he resisted endlessly.

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