Due to not daring to move, her neck stiffened, a lot of sweat oozed out, and her mouth was dry and parched.
Yet, his surging desire didn't diminish in the slightest, instead, it grew more intense.
Her soft hair fell into the crook of his neck, slightly tickling him. He lowered his eyes gently, images of her shy demeanor kept flashing in his mind while his breathing grew even heavier.
After enduring for another ten minutes, Qiao Mo was sore all over. Seeing his breath getting hotter, she swallowed and softly said, "You..."
As soon as she spoke, her words were swallowed into his mouth.
With a flip, he pressed her below him, fiercely capturing her lips.
Qiao Mo's lips were bitten painfully by him. She instinctively wanted to evade, grabbing hold of his hand that had begun to roam, her heart pounding nonstop. She softly uttered, "Fu Nancheng..."
Hearing her voice tremble slightly, his movements paused, and he looked at Qiao Mo beneath him with reddened eyes.
