Luo Hengbo somehow remembered the words of Lord Bottle, "Well, I'm going back, Lord Bottle said that the two of us won't mate......"

After saying that, I couldn't wait to bite my tongue off.

I'm going to die again, what is mating, ahhhh

"It's not called copulation, it should be...... It should be ......"

The voice was already ashamed, soft and glutinous, blushing and weak, even walking unsteadily, when he went out of the hall, he tripped over the threshold, was supported by Mo Ziqing, and was pulled into his arms.

Both of their bodies were on fire, their mouths were dry, and they hugged like this, and their hearts beat like thunder.

After a moment of silence.

As soon as Mo Ziqing bent down, his kiss was densely kissed on the corner of her lips, and her voice was hoarse, "Hengbo, let's not go......"

Luo Hengbo only felt that her body was soft, not like her own, and the strange pleasant feeling spread all over her body like a wave, and with Mo Ziqing's heavier kiss, her eyes were so gentle that they could almost drip water.

She knew it wouldn't work, but somehow she kissed him back, stuck out her tongue to tease him, breathing in his breath, his taste, which was her favorite feeling.

Mo Ziqing let out a low roar, picked her up horizontally, and walked hurriedly in the direction of the big bed in the inner hall.

He kissed her as he began to peel off her shirt with his hands, his fingers trembled slightly, his movements were very gentle and gentle, as if facing a porcelain that was easily broken, his eyes became dark red, and her body trembled under his touch, uncontrollable.

"Hengbo, don't go, don't regret it......"

Luo Hengbo even seemed to have been drained of his strength to speak, and he only muttered a few times, unable to speak.

It was hot and felt a little cold, and she wanted to hold him, but he pushed her away.

He gently placed her on his big bed, then took off his blouse, and stood on the edge of the bed, his hands propped up beside her, leaning over to look at her.

He looked at her so attentively and passionately, dark red eyes, affectionate and forbearing.

Luo Hengbo felt that her heart was about to jump out, and that brief daziness appeared in her mind again, but she could hold on.

The clothes on her body are gone, the jade body is horizontal, she is being watched enthusiastically and attentively, her face is already shy with bright petals, she wants to pull the thin quilt over her body, and was immediately stopped by Mo Ziqing, this is the woman he has been waiting for for so many years, he wants to see more.

Luo Hengbo turned his face to the side in shame, not daring to look at him, his long hair was messy at the moment, brushing on her face, lining her beautiful and shy like Jiaoyue, big eyes, fan-like eyelashes densely covered, forming a row of thick ink-like shadows, kissed red and swollen little lips, glowing with a seductive luster, a hazy intoxication that couldn't help but be.

Mo Ziqing chuckled, her heart was full of pity, but she could no longer resist the sensational desire/hope.

Luo Hengbo felt the bed next to her lap sink down, she swallowed her saliva nervously, at this point, she already vaguely knew what he would do next, the two of them were in love with each other, they both loved each other deeply, and she was willing to give her body to him, but thinking that she was the daughter of Xuantian, and the curse that if she gave birth to a child, she was suddenly scared again.

"Don't, don't......"

However, her legs had been parted somewhat rudely by Mo Ziqing.