Chapter 2858 You Are the One Below (2)

Mo Xier pressed on him, her beautiful chin slightly raised, as proud as a queen.

Pride was written on every part of her face. Although she suffered more when doing these things with Qing Muchen, one day in the future, if she recalled the night between the two of them, the person below was him, Mo Xier felt that tonight was worth it.

Qing Muchen's face was very cold, and the temperature in the room seemed to be suddenly shrouded in the Arctic glaciers, and it dropped a lot in an instant.

Mo Xier couldn't see his eyes, but she could feel it from the sudden drop in room temperature.

His eyes were sharp, as sharp as a sharp wind, scraping every inch of Mo Xier's skin one by one. Every place on Mo Xier's body that he swept over, her skin was burning.

Qing Muchen was still looking at her, his eyes were so cold that he seemed to tear her apart.

Mo Xier had been very courageous since she was young, and she was not afraid of him. Her white and slender fingers, which looked like jade, opened his clothes, and her soft little hands slowly moved down along his firm skin, gently making a circle around his narrow waist. Her hand suddenly changed direction and moved to his waistband.

Qing Muchen was wearing a bathrobe, and a pair of thin pants were matched inside the robe. The waistband of the pants was very loose.

Mo Xier's fingertips circled around his waistband for several times, and her little hand suddenly grabbed the fabric of his pants, as if she wanted to pull his pants off.

She reached out her hand, but before she could move, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a hand.

Mo Xier was stunned, and raised her face to look at Qing Muchen with a little surprise.

Qing Muchen's eyes on her face were still very cold, like the frozen lake in winter, so cold that she couldn't help but stand up a few hairs.

His strength was very strong, almost rough.

"You asked me to come." Mo Xier defended her behavior just now.

"I never said I would always let you come!" Qing Muchen snorted coldly, and roughly grasped her wrist with his big hand, pulling her into his arms. With a flip, Mo Xier, who was sitting high on him before, was pulled off the bed by him. Before she could come to her senses, her body was already suppressed under him.

Qing Muchen's words did not contradict her words.

He did say to let her come, but letting her do it did not mean that she could always control the initiative.

Men have always had a deep obsession with the issue of manipulation and manipulation.

This is not the work of male chauvinism, but is directly related to the dignity of men!

And Mo Xier, unfortunately, stepped on his arrogant self-esteem tonight!

When Mo Xier met Qing Muchen, she never won in terms of strength.

Qing Muchen's strength was very strong. He held her with both hands and pressed her down on the wide bed. Mo Xier lay flat on her back in an 8-shaped position. Her legs were slightly open and his body took advantage of the situation to squeeze her in. The posture of the two made her feel particularly embarrassed.

She wanted to struggle, but she couldn't.

Qing Muchen held her very tightly. His body pressed her tightly, putting all his weight on her. His wrists held her tightly. There was almost no part of their bodies and limbs that was not in contact.

In the long time they had known each other, it seemed that they had never been so close.

She pressed tightly against him, and he pressed against her. His breath and her all-pervasive entanglement were indistinguishable from each other.