Chapter 138 Her Tears Can Make Him Lose Control Instantly

Her tears could make him lose control instantly.

Recalling the process of "bullying" her that night, he felt that he was quite a beast.

The man stared at her tender and delicious cherry lips, his eyes gradually darkened, and his warm fingertips slowly moved up, landing on her soft lips and gently pressing.

"Mo Yesi" Qiao Mianmian met his eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and she became flustered.

The man's eyes were too dark and the lust in his eyes was too obvious.

She was a little scared.

The girl's eyes kept flickering, and under nervousness, her white and tender little hands pressed on his chest, gently pushing him, trying to withdraw from his arms.

When her palm touched the hot skin, she was stunned, and when she looked down and saw that he was only wrapped in a bath towel, and his upper body was naked, her eyes widened, and then her face was stained with a touch of red.

In her heart, she became more and more flustered.

A man and a woman were alone in a room, and she was held in the arms of a man who was only wrapped in a bath towel.

The atmosphere was too ambiguous and too dangerous.

Especially when the man's dark and deep eyes looked at her, she felt like she was being stared at by a beast.

Her heartbeat was trembling violently, and her eyes flickered fiercely: "You, you let me go. Um"

Before she finished speaking, Mo Yesi lowered his head and kissed her deeply.

The girl's lips were as sweet as ever. After being stained with the breath on her lips, he didn't want to let her go again.

His lips and tongue seemed to be on fire, leaving a hotter mark on her soft and sweet lips.

The kiss that was like a prairie fire soon stopped being satisfied with just ravaging her lips. His hot and wet lips moved down little by little, leaving more marks of his on her body.

The hot big hand also slowly moved up along her slender waistline.

"Baby." The man buried his head in her neck, his voice was too low and hoarse, and he whispered passionately again and again, "Baby"

Qiao Mianmian couldn't resist the man's too strong kiss at all, and her body fell softly on his chest.

"Well, Mo, Mo Yesi, don't"

Her little face was flushed, and her blurred eyes were full of tears, as if she was about to cry.

Hearing her crying voice, the man raised his head, and his dark and burning eyes, which were stained by lust, fell on her delicate and charming little face. Looking at her pitiful look of being bullied and about to cry, he not only did not stop, but held up her palm-sized little face and kissed her deeply again.

"Woo"

Qiao Mianmian felt that she was about to suffocate.

She couldn't breathe, and she couldn't breathe.

Between her lips and teeth, in her nose, there was the domineering and strong breath of the man.

He seemed to want to swallow her into his stomach, kissing her fiercely and intensely, holding the back of her head with his big hand and pressing her hard against him.

The last bit of oxygen in the chest cavity was also sucked away.

The brain also began to lack oxygen.

Qiao Mianmian was in pain and tears came out. Her little face was swollen and red, her eyebrows were tightly knitted, and her white and tender little hands beat his chest in resistance.

Her little strength was like tickling to Mo Yesi.

The man easily held her little hand that was beating on his chest, raised it to his lips, and kissed the back of her hand.

"Mo Yesi, let me go"

Qiao Mianmian could finally take a breath. Her eyes were full of tears. When she spoke, her soft voice was full of tears, and she was panting heavily: "You said you wouldn't touch me now"