Chapter 2910: Defeat Already?

Qing Muchen was very strong, without any scruples, and did whatever he wanted.

The primitive and wild side of his character was fully presented in front of Mo Xier this morning.

Mo Xier gritted her teeth in pain, her whole body was tense, and her nerves were slightly spasming.

She and Qing Muchen had been married for several days, but the number of times they did this kind of thing was only a few times.

She was actually very unfamiliar, and still not used to suddenly having such a person around her, and the two of them naturally did such intimate things.

The first time with Qing Muchen, she followed him all the way that night.

Mo Xier once naively thought that Qing Muchen also had a gentle side.

However, in the past few days after the wedding night, he overturned her view of him again and again.

When he did these things, his energy seemed endless. Mo Xier was like a lonely boat swaying in the wind and rain, and he almost collapsed to the ground several times.

For several long hours.

I don't know how long it took, but when it was over, Mo Xier's legs trembled, and she couldn't hold on for a while, and she collapsed on the floor along the wall of the closet.

Her face was very red, and her skin was all pink from being pampered, and her body was as soft as a puddle of mud.

Qing Muchen supported one arm above her head, lowered his eyes, glanced at her lightly, and curled the corners of his lips beautifully.

"So you're defeated?" His tone was full of ridicule.

Mo Xier was stimulated by his words, raised her head and glanced at him.

"Shut up!"

Qing Muchen was in a particularly good mood this morning, and ignored her unfriendly tone. He squatted down beside her and picked her up like a salvage.

"Come with me to wash!"

His movements were very natural.

He carried her directly into the bathroom.

Mo Xier was a little surprised by his movements, and turned her head to look quietly at his arms that were hugging her.

Now, she really didn't have the strength to walk to the bathroom by herself. What she didn't expect was that Qing Muchen actually had such a caring side.

Mo Xier just looked at him quietly, and accidentally lost her mind.

Qing Muchen's hugging her seemed to be getting smoother and smoother now. That feeling seemed like the two had practiced countless times before.

She hadn't taken a shower for three consecutive nights, and she even disliked the smell of Qing Muchen.

Mo Xier actually felt it too.

It was a very faint smell, like the fumes left after going to a restaurant.

She was a little doubtful whether she smelled it wrong, so she leaned her head into his arms, buried her face in his clothes and smelled it gently.

Yes, she was sure it was the smell of fumes.

Mo Xier had a little smell like this and it actually appeared on him. A person who was so obsessed with cleanliness that he didn't even allow the air to have any impurities could actually allow himself to have these strange smells!

Mo Xier found that she was becoming more and more confused about Qing Muchen.

Qing Muchen did not explain his behavior, nor did he mention what happened last night. He did not even care about the slap last night. He carried her in, filled the bathtub with water, and walked in with her.

After a long bath, he had no intention of coming out.

Mo Xier leaned in his arms, nodded drowsily for a few times, and then somehow fell asleep.

When she woke up, she felt a tingling electric shock on her body.