I don't know when, the scene has already moved from the dresser to the bed, Mu Lingluo's hand has already wrapped around Su Zimo's neck, and the two are like mandarin ducks with entanglements.

The clothes on his body are also gradually decreasing, and the heat in the air is getting hotter and hotter.

As the saying goes, it's a blessing not a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

This is the wise saying of the ancients, and it couldn't be more appropriate to use it on Mu Lingluo's body at this time. It's just that it's a bit weird to use this kind of language to describe the affairs of husband and wife.

Mu Lingluo was actually still very scared in her heart, but Su Zimo's successive teasing made her mind start to get groggy. Originally, there was still some repulsion, but when I saw his appearance at this time in a hazy way, it slowly dissipated a little.

The two are already husband and wife, and they recognize each other, so it seems too hypocritical to be afraid of fear.

Su Zimo's handsome face like a god hung in the air above her head, his expression was forbearing, and the tail of his slightly raised narrow and graceful eyes was tinged with a faint red, as if it was painted with rouge, and it could be seen that he was excited at the moment, as well as his restraint.

His cold and proud appearance in the past was like the cold and noble of the snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains, his handsome face was slightly red, and the corners of his forehead were crystal clear beads of sweat, which looked like a peach-colored snow lotus, mixed with strange and demonic style, which made people unable to move away at a glance.

Although Mu Lingluo is not a face control, but for beautiful things, there will be a kind of care and affection, and now Su Zi Moyan is very handsome, she has never seen him like this, even when he tried it for the first time, she was shy and didn't look good, and she missed such a glamorous style.

may be because she is already happy, and the two are also happy with each other, knowing that Su Zimo will not hurt her. Therefore, even though she was a little scared of it, she was strangely unable to refuse.

The clothes in the summer are thin, the clothes of the two are half-faded, the skin that is close to each other, and the intertwined snorts all make people feel an indescribable joy and joy in their hearts for no reason.

Looking at his forbearance for herself, she couldn't help but want him not to be so painful, hoping to smooth the wrinkles on his brows, and also hoping to get closer to him.

In the dim candlelight, there seemed to be a scorching ambiguous breath in the air, and the cold breath that belonged to him came to his face, enveloping her in clusters.

Mu Lingluo's mind was chaotic at this time, and in a daze, his arm as smooth as a lotus slowly climbed up his shoulder.

Su Zimo seemed to be encouraged, and suddenly shook his body, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows diffused with intense joy, his eyes that were as black as night were deep and invisible in the past, but at this moment, they were like illuminated obsidian, flashing with a burning light.

"Ah Luo......" Su Zimo leaned over slightly, kissed her clear eyebrows and eyes, and the delicate and dense kisses fell from her forehead to her slender neck, one by one.

Probably smoothed out his thoughts, knowing his feelings and identification with him, Mu Lingluo is indescribably submissive now, even if he can't figure it out in his mind, he still lets him roam around his delicate body and perform spells that make her happy.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Lingluo only felt that his whole body was very hot, and the skin that the two of them were close to was indescribably pleasant. It's just that when the moment really came, Su Zimo really broke through her barrier, and the pain that seemed to be nailed by a sharp stake made her blurt out in pain.

"It hurts, it hurts...... Woohoo......"

The feeling of physical and mental pleasure at the beginning had long since faded, and only the pain that came like a tide made the corners of her eyes sparkle with tears.

She remembered that there were roommates in the dormitory who loved to read novels, and when they talked about the matter between men and women, they always talked about it amazingly, and they didn't know how happy it was.

Only then will you know that those are all lies. It was so painful that she was tense all over her body, and cold sweat was about to come out.

"It hurts, you get out of here...... Woo, Amo, let go of me......"

Su Zimo stopped moving, looking at her crying pear blossom with tears, her delicate face was even more pale with pain, he was also very distressed, and he also wanted to quit and not let her hurt.

But...... It's not like he said he could do it, he's in a dilemma now. In fact, he also hurts, she is too tight, so tight that he also hurts and is happy, it is an indescribable extreme feeling.

He clasped her little hand patting his shoulder, the originally soft little hand was also slightly cold, he couldn't help but clench, lowered his head and kissed gently, and then fell a fine and dense pecking kiss on her sweaty forehead, the originally indifferent and arrogant man, his face was full of distress and panic, and his voice was no longer the usual coldness, but mixed with anxiety and gentleness, and coaxed in a low voice: "Ah Luo, don't be afraid, I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

The young man, who had always been very self-controlled, said sorry in front of her at this moment, hoping only to alleviate her pain.

Mu Lingluo's cheeks were slightly pale, her forehead was covered with fine sweat, her pink and delicate lips were also stained with pale whiteness, and her breathing was short and urgent.

The pair of apricot eyes that were as slippery as grapes were full of layers of water, very wet, she looked at Su Zimo who was worried and anxious, biting her red lips, and glaring at him with disgust.

"I ...... I ......" Su Zimo's heart was pounding by her staring, she didn't know how charming and beautiful she was now, those eyes seemed to be urging him to get closer, making the tips of his ears slightly red, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "This is a process that women must go through...... If I could, I'd be willing to ......" Finally, as if unable to say any more, he pursed his lips and stopped talking.

If he could, he would be willing to bear the unspeakable pain for her.

Mu Lingluo naturally understood this truth, it was impossible to achieve, but a woman was such an emotional creature, just a heartwarming sentence made her feel that the unbearable pain seemed to have been alleviated a lot.

Su Zimo saw that the expression on her face seemed to have become slightly better, and he was relieved to lose the frightening paleness, but he still didn't dare to move.

But looking at her so lovely appearance, feeling the intimacy of each other, his body couldn't help but stiffen slightly, and endured the pain that seemed to be about to explode, he buried his face in her neck and closed his eyes, lest he could not bear it anymore when he looked at her so weak and delicate.

However, this method did not make him feel good, and the darkness in front of him stimulated his senses even more.