Chapter 2855 I Like Your Voice at This Time

A glance made Mo Xier instinctively put up her defense.

She pushed her arm against his chest and pushed him away. Mo Xier didn't know what was going on in her head at this time. Her reflex action was to run under the bed.

However, before her toes touched the ground, she was pulled back by Qing Muchen.

He was very strong and pulled her roughly and imprisoned her under him. His tall body was like a heavy mountain. He pressed tightly on her. His breath was dense like a net full of silk, leaving Mo Xier no way to escape.

Mo Xier raised her arm and wanted to slap him again, but when her hand reached halfway into the air, she suddenly restrained herself.

Qing Muchen seemed to be unable to see her movements. He bit her lips and kissed her fiercely.

His kiss, like the last time at the wedding, was rough and overbearing, sweeping her senses, filling her nerves, and seemed to swallow all the air in her mouth.

Mo Xier's hand was still fixed in the air, just looking at him steadily, and her body lying under him was as stiff as a lifeless piece of wood.

Qing Muchen didn't seem to care about her feelings, and was still ravaging her lips.

His sharp teeth bit her lower lip, tearing and pulling, as if he wanted to bite off the flesh on her lips.

Mo Xier was in pain, but she didn't say a word.

"Do you like it?" Qing Muchen raised his face and said something unexpected.

"I don't have a masochistic tendency!" Mo Xier reminded expressionlessly.

She described all the feelings he gave her as masochism.

It seemed that it was the first time that Qing Muchen heard a woman use such an adjective in front of him. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a little surprise.

"Really? Then don't you like it?"

"Master Qing thinks he has good skills?" Mo Xier asked instead of answering.

"Is it good? You'll know after you try it?" Qing Muchen wiped a drop of crystal liquid from his lips and turned his eyes to her bright red lips. In Mo Xi'er's surprised eyes, he suddenly made a move with his hand that surprised her.

He stretched his hand towards her and gently pressed her lips with the fingertips that had just brushed his lips.

Then, he slowly moved along her petal-like lips and wiped away the silver threads on her lips that had just been pulled out by the passionate kiss.

His movements were very slow. When his fingertips swept along her lips, the thin callus gently stimulated her skin. Mo Xi'er seemed to be electrified, and a tingling touch spread from her lips and spread all over her body.

"If you don't like it, why don't you shout it out?" Above her head, Qing Muchen's voice sounded again, low and hoarse, and it seemed that there was a hint of playfulness.

Mo Xi'er's face froze.

Why should you shout it out if you don't like it?

Do you still want her to please him with her voice?

Qing Muchen couldn't actually see her expression, but from her slightly stiff body, he could imagine what her face looked like even without looking.

Without any self-awareness, he leaned over, his handsome face leaning towards her, and blew a breath into her ear, his voice extremely provocative, "I like your voice at this moment!"

He didn't rush to get deeper, but chatted with her leisurely.

The tone was very lazy, as if he was flirting.

Mo Xier didn't like this atmosphere very much. In her opinion, Qing Muchen shouldn't be such a patient person.

Qing Muchen now made her unable to figure out his thoughts at all.