Chapter 2853: Doing Whatever You Want Is Your Right

It was a very clear sound. The room was originally quiet, and the slight gasp seemed to be amplified countless times, clearly ringing in the ears of the two people. It was obvious that Mo Xier seemed to be in real pain.

However, the hand holding the wrist did not weaken.

"Qing Muchen, let me go!" Mo Xier tried to pull her hand out, but it didn't move, so she changed to the other hand.

She was also very quick, raising her hand to greet him in the face, but she was intercepted by him again in mid-air.

Qing Muchen's hand was very strong, and he violently pulled her arms apart, pulling her arms behind her back, and he viciously pressed all his weight on her.

"Who did you just call?" His voice was gloomy, and the force was so rough that it seemed like he was treating a female slave.

"It's none of your business!" Mo Xier struggled under him, trying to twist several times, but she didn't break free, and she suddenly became quiet again.

"Qing Muchen, let me go!" To Qing Muchen's surprise, her face turned calm in just a few seconds.

She raised her face slightly, her tone was calm, "We are already married, I am your wife, you have the right to do anything to me related to husband and wife. But you don't need to imprison me like you do now, and there is no need."

Her tone did not change much from beginning to end, as if she understood this matter very thoroughly.

Qing Muchen's hand holding her loosened unconsciously, and the corners of his lips raised mockingly, "Are you still a little self-aware?"

Mo Xier took the opportunity to pull her hand out of his hand and pushed him aside. Her slender white hand lifted a small strand of her messy long hair and glanced at him, "I always knew it!"

"Really?" Qing Muchen seemed a little surprised by her answer, raised his eyebrows, and lay flat on her side, with his strong arms around her waist, and suddenly picked her up and placed her on him.

Mo Xier's body stiffened slightly, and her expression was dull for a few seconds, but the room was too dark, so Qing Muchen didn't notice.

"What have you realized?" He pinched her waist with both hands, raised his eyes, and met her gaze. His tone was a little long, as if there was a hint of teasing.

He was hinting at what he and she could do.

Looking at his lazy expression, he seemed to be looking forward to her performance.

Mo Xier sat on him stiffly, her body as stiff as a piece of wood.

"Do it for me!" Qing Muchen's eyes swept across her face inch by inch, and ordered coldly.

Mo Xier grabbed the head of the bed with both hands, and her slender white fingers tightened one by one, as if she was a little annoyed by his words, and as if she was struggling.

Qing Muchen couldn't see her little movements, but he could feel it from the slight fluctuations of the sheets under her.

Mo Xier's hands holding the sheets tightened and loosened, tightened and loosened again, and seemed to repeat many times.

The room was very quiet, and Qing Muchen didn't urge her, but just quietly waited for her next move.

He had never been a patient person, but he was surprisingly patient at this moment.

The atmosphere between the two people continued like this.

I don’t know how long it took, Qing Muchen spoke first, "If you haven’t figured out how to behave, let’s go back to the topic just now?"

He was referring to Mo Ye, his wife, the woman who lay beside him every day, but the man in his dream was someone else, which was something any man would mind.