After kissing again and again, how could Mo Zixuan take advantage of himself several times in a row?

She herself didn't have the will to resist?

Haven't the control of your heart been relieved long ago? This is...

Although Yun Wange is fourteen years old, his soul is more than fourteen years old.

Mo Zixuan's breath was suddenly fascinated and she became confused for a moment.

Slowly, she responded gently to him.

The small body under him was extremely soft. For some reason, he wanted to absorb more as soon as he touched her lips. He wanted to kiss her into his bone marrow and rub her into his body.

Even though I knew that I would not do anything to her, a little girl who had not yet developed, I still couldn't control myself and my whole body became hot.

Mo Zixuan let her go, stood by the bed, and looked at Yun Wange with a smile.

"I have kissed enough, and I have taken advantage of it. Mo Zixuan, you have to have an explanation when you lied to me!"

She actually wanted to say that she had been cheated so hard this year. The statement was too light and she should have been punished!

"What do you mean by the little lady? I am so poor, and I know it too. It's better to..."

Mo Zixuan teased, and the Baiyu mask returned to his face, and instantly looked cold and cold again.

"I don't care about your money."

Yun Wange jumped out of bed, stood in front of him, and circled around Mo Zixuan.

"How can the little lady forgive her husband? She has already promised her husband, and this person and this body are all yours."

“…”

Who wants your person, your body!

Yun Wange thought about it and said that Mo Zixuan's attitude of admitting his mistakes is pretty good. Now that Heiyue is dead, Mo Ziliang and the Empress Dowager are afraid of Mo Zixuan's power and will not cause any trouble for them for the time being.

After walking around him, I remembered something.

Something she once asked Shadow to help her.

"I remember when I was in the Blood Moon League, I asked you to find a few people for me. Do you have any questions?"

It’s not because of the big **** of the Blood Moon Alliance, Mo Zixuan might have forgotten this matter long ago.

But how could Yun Wange forget? Sometimes he always thinks of him in his dreams.

Is that Mu Qing in Dongmo? Is it Bei Mu Qing? The sweet and sour pork ribs cooked by Mo Zixuan have the same taste as Gu Chenhuan. I don’t know how the midsummer shells have been like this year.

Mo Zixuan raised his eyebrows and pressed down the fishy sweetness that had just surged up from his chest.

It turned out to be this requirement...

"Oh, we almost died today when we were talking about this. I thought you would say something else, but I remembered the three little sisters in your previous life..."

As soon as Mo Zixuan said this, Yun Wange jumped forward and covered Mo Zixuan's mouth!

What is this bastard talking about? In his previous life, did he want others to know that she is a master who resurrects the soul?

"Mo Zixuan, you want me to be regarded as a monster by others! What are you talking about in the past life!"

"With me here, who dares to say that you are a monster? My little lady's secret must be kept in my mouth."

The corners of Boliang's lips raised, and he looked at Yun Wange with a funny look. Even though he was seriously injured, he didn't want to leave her for a moment.

The face behind the mask became paler. I am afraid that this injury will take a long time to recuperate.

"Don't get the topic out, have you checked it for me?"

In his previous life, she lived in swords and swords every day. Every time she went on a mission, she and Sheng Xiabei were doing things with her head on her hands.

Therefore, the battle of the Black Moon will not have any impact on Yunlingge.

Mo Zixuan looked at her carefully, and couldn't imagine what Yun Wange in that world would look like. After kissing again and again, how could Mo Zixuan take advantage of himself several times in a row?

She herself didn't have the will to resist?

Haven't the control of your heart been relieved long ago? This is...

Although Yun Wange is fourteen years old, his soul is more than fourteen years old.

Mo Zixuan's breath was suddenly fascinated and she became confused for a moment.

Slowly, she responded gently to him.

The small body under him was extremely soft. For some reason, he wanted to absorb more as soon as he touched her lips. He wanted to kiss her into his bone marrow and rub her into his body.

Even though I knew that I would not do anything to her, a little girl who had not yet developed, I still couldn't control myself and my whole body became hot.

Mo Zixuan let her go, stood by the bed, and looked at Yun Wange with a smile.

"I have kissed enough, and I have taken advantage of it. Mo Zixuan, you have to have an explanation when you lied to me!"

She actually wanted to say that she had been cheated so hard this year. The statement was too light and she should have been punished!

"What do you mean by the little lady? I am so poor, and I know it too. It's better to..."

Mo Zixuan teased, and the Baiyu mask returned to his face, and instantly looked cold and cold again.

"I don't care about your money."

Yun Wange jumped out of bed, stood in front of him, and circled around Mo Zixuan.

"How can the little lady forgive her husband? She has already promised her husband, and this person and this body are all yours."

“…”

Who wants your person, your body!

Yun Wange thought about it and said that Mo Zixuan's attitude of admitting his mistakes is pretty good. Now that Heiyue is dead, Mo Ziliang and the Empress Dowager are afraid of Mo Zixuan's power and will not cause any trouble for them for the time being.

After walking around him, I remembered something.

Something she once asked Shadow to help her.

"I remember when I was in the Blood Moon League, I asked you to find a few people for me. Do you have any questions?"

It’s not because of the big **** of the Blood Moon Alliance, Mo Zixuan might have forgotten this matter long ago.

But how could Yun Wange forget? Sometimes he always thinks of him in his dreams.

Is that Mu Qing in Dongmo? Is it Bei Mu Qing? The sweet and sour pork ribs cooked by Mo Zixuan have the same taste as Gu Chenhuan. I don’t know how the midsummer shells have been like this year.

Mo Zixuan raised his eyebrows and pressed down the fishy sweetness that had just surged up from his chest.

It turned out to be this requirement...

"Oh, we almost died today when we were talking about this. I thought you would say something else, but I remembered the three little sisters in your previous life..."

As soon as Mo Zixuan said this, Yun Wange jumped forward and covered Mo Zixuan's mouth!

What is this bastard talking about? In his previous life, did he want others to know that she is a master who resurrects the soul?

"Mo Zixuan, you want me to be regarded as a monster by others! What are you talking about in the past life!"

"With me here, who dares to say that you are a monster? My little lady's secret must be kept in my mouth."

The corners of Boliang's lips raised, and he looked at Yun Wange with a funny look. Even though he was seriously injured, he didn't want to leave her for a moment.

The face behind the mask became paler. I am afraid that this injury will take a long time to recuperate.

"Don't get the topic out, have you checked it for me?"

In his previous life, she lived in swords and swords every day. Every time she went on a mission, she and Sheng Xiabei were doing things with her head on her hands.

Therefore, the battle of the Black Moon will not have any impact on Yunlingge.

Mo Zixuan looked at her carefully, and couldn't imagine what Yun Lingge in that world would look like.
Chapter completed!