Married You On Condition

Mo Tinghui stretched out his hand and fished Fei Xiaoyue, who was struggling to stand up, into his arms.

"No, rascal, rascal..." Fei Xiaoyue's tears are flying, and Mo Tinghui's big hand is waving.

Where Mo Tinghui's big hand passes by, his clothes are all broken, and Fei Xiaoyue covers her chest in horror.

Mo Tinghui completely ignores Fei Xiaoyue's panic, and uses the fragments to tie her hands to the bed post.

"Hun Jun, you will be punished..." Fei Xiaoyue has been completely desperate, just watching Mo Tinghui's brutality with resentful eyes.

When Mo Tinghui heard the words, his hand was stiff and his expression was suffocating. Is he a fatuous king? Is he HunJun? Retribution? Will there be retribution?

"Today, I'm sure that I'm a fool. You can wait to read the newspaper. It's yours or mine." Mo Tinghui said that he simply blocked up the mouth of Fei Xiaoyue.

Fei Xiaoyue wants to cry, but she has no tears. In front of this kind of faint king, crying will only make him more proud. Fei Xiaoyue looks coldly at the black head buried in her chest.

Feixiaoyue is cultivating the emotion of hating Mo Tinghui, but she has a kind of crispy feeling. She wriggles her body to resist and ignore the deadly crispy feeling.

Mo Tinghui raises his head and smiles at Xiaoyue. Rape? She said he was raping her? He'll make her ask for it.

Mo Tinghui tries his best to tease Fei Xiaoyue's senses. He believes she will give in.

When Mo Tinghui moves to Fei Xiaoyue's flat abdomen, he reaches out his hand and pulls down the cloth in her mouth. He is satisfied to hear Fei Xiaoyue's gasping groan.

Mo Tinghui's big hand gently scrapes away Xiaoyue's hot face. The crimson color is like an aphrodisiac. Mo Tinghui lowers his head to hold Fei Xiaoyue's groaning mouth and sneaks in

"It's comfortable to be raped." Mo Tinghui bit the white and tender earlobe of Fei Xiaoyue and hit him.

Feixiaoyue is shocked by an electric shock. She feels the rape of HunJun. She must be crazy.

"Hun Jun, if you want to rape, come. I won't give in to your power." Fei Xiaoyue said coldly.

"Your little mouth is still good for moaning." Mo Tinghui said, bow punitive bite, fly small month eat pain, suddenly don't start, angry staring at Mo Tinghui.