Watching the coquettish red wine slowly winding around her body, he followed the direction of the red wine and licked it away bit by bit with the tip of his tongue.

Mo Ru had never experienced such stimulation before, so his whole body could not help but tremble.

But how could this be enough for Qin Keshu?

Using his deft tongue, he gently pushed the red wine away, staining her softness and her top...

Then when the top was already filled with the smell of red wine, he suddenly bit it gently and pulled with his teeth.

Mo Ruchu couldn't help but moan softly.

"...Well...don't...it will itch...and...it will hurt."

It was itchy, but also painful. Mo Ruchu didn't know what to do, so he could only hold his neck instinctively.

"...don't...don't..."

She couldn't help but tighten her legs to stop his big hand from suddenly reaching in.

But as domineering as Qin Keshu, how could he tolerate her resistance?

The big palm was so direct and domineering that it broke into the bottom of her skirt. Through the thin layer of fabric, he kept pressing the bulge with his fingertips, causing her to quickly secrete some moist fluid.

Water comes.

Soon, the thin cloth was wetted by the slightly sticky water she had shed, and he smiled even more evilly.

"What? You got wet so quickly?"

"..."

Mentally, she couldn't help but feel a little ashamed because of his words.

Damn it, even a saint would probably feel something under his provocation, right?

Besides, she is not a saint!

And it seemed that without giving her too much time to think, his fingers had already reached in.

At first it was just going straight, but later, as she screamed, her fingers simply arched into hooks in the passage, constantly stimulating all of Mo Ruchu's senses.

Damn...

Did this guy call her today and ask her to come to him just to seduce her?

If so, she wanted to tell him that he succeeded!

Damn, even if you hook your fingers, it can't satisfy her anymore.

She groaned and twisted her waist constantly, as if the emptiness coming from there was telling her that she wanted more, wanted more.

She was already familiar with his body, and he naturally knew hers well, so he knew that she was ready and wanted it.

The angry dragon rushed directly to the bottom of the valley. Tears of pain fell from the corners of her eyes, but she was unwilling to beg for mercy. She just hugged his neck tightly and dug her nails into his flesh.

If it hurts, of course it must hurt together!

He laughed uncontrollably, and the pain on his back seemed to stimulate him even more, making him move a little deeper, and his psychology was even more bloodthirsty.

Different from the past, he seemed to take care of whether she could accept it. He went deep and then shallowed out. Occasionally, he even brought out some bloodshot eyes, but he still didn't want to stop.

As long as he doesn't stop, he won't think about the past. As long as he doesn't think about the past, there won't be so much guilt that almost strangles him to death.

As long as he doesn't think about that, the sight of An Ziyan's tragic death will not shock him.

And the fact that Liang Er snatched An Ziyan's body and took away An Ziyan's ashes would not destroy his reason.
Chapter completed!