Seeing Ye Fusang biting his lower lip and looking depressed, Shang Mo was inexplicably a little angry, and pinched Ye Fusang's jaw with his big hand, making her forcibly open her mouth, and then, her body was heavily pushed up.

"Ah...... Hmm......" The sudden stimulation made Ye Fusang can't help but snort, and it looked very strange in such a night.

Hearing the voice she wanted to hear, Shang Mo was like a child, the corners of her lips were hooked with satisfaction, and she hit harder, but her heart couldn't help but be afraid, she forgot everything, if it was ...... She regained her memory, whether she would dislike him, whether she would leave here and leave him in the silent valley again.

I don't know when, Ye Fusang was taken back to the house by Shang Mo in a daze, and the two have never been separated......

Gently putting Ye Fusang on the bed, Shang Mo opened the feast of Qing desire again, for some reason, he felt that he couldn't stop at the moment, he just wanted her now, and fiercely took her for himself, as if only in this way could he be sure that she belonged to him, and would not suddenly disappear one day in the future that he could not predescribe.

Shang Mo held the unconscious Ye Fusang in his arms, Ye Fusang's head was tilted on his shoulder, the whole person was jolting with her movements, and the arm hanging weakly by his side shook with her movements.

By the time Ye Fusang woke up, it was already the early morning of the next day, and in the past two nights, the two of them had tried their best to [entangle] [linger], she would faint overwhelmingly every time, and then wake up in the unbearable stimulation, and finally, fall asleep again, letting the man move.

Ye Fusang didn't know how he survived, let alone that this seemingly weak man would have such good physical strength, and he couldn't imagine that this man who didn't eat fireworks in the world would have such a wild side.

Moving his aching body, touching the warmth beside him, Ye Fusang turned around, and what caught his eye was the man's sleeping face, his exposed skin was covered with kiss marks and scratches, as if he had been treated inhumanely at first glance.

Looking up again, Ye Fusang's eyes widened suddenly, and his breathing seemed to freeze, I don't know if last night's action was too big, the man's mask had been thrown aside for some reason, and the place that was originally covered by the mask was also exposed in front of Ye Fusang's eyes.

She stretched out her hand and couldn't help but caress the black cherry blossom at the corner of the man's eyes, I have to say, because of this black cherry blossom, his whole person looks more charming and evil, wearing a mask He is a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, and when he takes off his mask, he is a goblin blooming in the dark night, evil and charming.

When Ye Fusang's warm fingers touched the black cherry blossoms in the corners of Shang Mo's eyes, Shang Mo opened his eyes in an instant, and when he saw the mask that fell to the side at some point, the first thing he did was to reach out to block the black cherry blossoms in the corners of his eyes, and stubbornly twisted his head to the side, not looking at Ye Fusang, nor letting Ye Fusang look at it.

Ye Fusang somewhat understood, this man had been wearing a mask just to see the cherry blossoms covering the corners of his eyes, but she didn't understand, why did he cover such a beautiful mark?

"Shang, Shang Mo?" Ye Fusang tentatively called Shang Mo, but the voice was extremely hoarse, which showed the madness of the two of them last night.

Hearing Ye Fusang's hoarse voice, a trace of guilt flashed in Shang Mo's eyes, but he still didn't turn around, turned his back to Ye Fusang and asked coldly, "Do you think it's ugly, do you also ...... Scared? ”

Ye Fusang chuckled, shook his head, and slowly wrapped his hands around his waist, Shang Mo's body trembled suddenly, and then, he heard the warm voice in his ears: "This kind of Shang Mo is very beautiful, I like it very much!" ”

Hearing this, Shang Mo turned his head a little incredulously, and when he touched the obvious marks on Ye Fusang Guangluo's body, his face turned red without warning, and he twisted his head to the side a little uncomfortably, and asked cautiously, "Really?" ”

"Really, Shang Mo is beautiful." Seeing his inferiority, Ye Fusang leaned over gently, gently took away his hand covering his right eye, and kissed the black cherry blossom with his lips.

Shang Mo opened his eyes and looked at Ye Fusang in a daze, he couldn't say what he felt in his heart, she was not afraid, she would not flee like everyone else, she liked her birthmark that was regarded as ominous, from the undisguised amazement in her eyes, he could see that she was sincere.

"Hibiscus, can I call you Hibiscus??"

"Huh?" Ye Fusang withdrew the kiss printed on the corner of his eye and looked at Shang Mo with some puzzlement.

Shang Mo opened a pair of big eyes and said word by word: "I like hibiscus flowers, aren't you amnesia and can't remember your name, then it's good for me to call you hibiscus." ”

"I like it with Shang Mo." Ye Fusang said lightly, and in a second, he looked at Shang Mo with some grievances, "Shang Mo, I'm in so much pain." ”

Hearing this, Shang Mo's already indifferent face instantly turned red again, and he hurriedly dropped a sentence, "You wait." He put on his robe and ran out, and after a while he walked in again, his face had returned to its previous coldness, but the restless eyes still showed what he really thought in his heart—shyness.

Ye Fusang looked at him with some amusement, this man, why didn't she see shyness last night, she was still sore all over.

"I, shall I carry you out, or will you go out by yourself?" Shang Mo stood in front of the bed, his eyes wandering around, but he didn't look at Ye Fusang.

"You carry me out." Seeing Shang Mo who was so shy, Ye Fusang wanted to tease him, she liked to see him blush on his indifferent face.

Mo replied lightly, slowly lifted the quilt and hugged Ye Fusang tightly in his arms, looking at the bruises and purple marks on her body, and finally her whole face turned red, I couldn't believe that these were his masterpieces last night.

Ye Fusang took a medicinal bath, and the soreness was relieved in just an hour, and the bruises and purple traces on his body after sleeping a lot faded, and on the second day, the two of them were intimate next to each other after eating, roasting the sun, so comfortable.

"Hibiscus, follow me...... Don't you regret being with someone like me? Since that day, Shang Mo has been calling Ye Fusang hibiscus, and he likes to call her like this, because this is the name he gave her, which is unique.

"The thing I regret the most is meeting Shang Mo." Ye Fusang said, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the man, seeing that he was looking at him nervously, since that day, Shang Mo has never worn a mask again, Ye Fusang looked at the black cherry blossoms in the corner of Shang Mo's eyes with some obsession, stretched out his hand and stroked it gently, "The happiest thing for me is to meet Shang Mo and fall in love with you." ”

"Hibiscus!" Shang Mo called Ye Fusang emotionally, he knew that she liked herself, but listening to her say it was another concept. If, one day, she recovers her memory, knowing that she has been despicably preventing her from recovering her memory, will she hate herself?

Thinking like this, Shang Mo suddenly felt very scared, and Ye Fusang also noticed his strangeness, propped himself up slightly, and looked at him worriedly, "Shang ...... Hmm......" Before he finished calling his name, his lips were tightly covered by him, and Ye Fusang also fell back on Shang Mo's lap again, letting the man kiss him brutally and rudely.

Ye Fusang was a little puzzled, Shang Mo was obviously a humble son like an immortal, gentle and elegant, but every time he kissed her, he was always very rude and arrogant, as if he was going to rub her deep into his bones and blood.

Shang Mo kissed Ye Fusang deeply, slowly, unconsciously, his breathing slowly became heavy, and his slender hand began to rub gently along Ye Fusang's delicate curves, the clothes on Ye Fusang's body were very simple, they were Shang Mo's, simple and plain.

With a gentle lift of the belt, Ye Fusang's fair and delicate body was exposed in front of Shang Mo's eyes, Shang Mo breathed heavily, and his big palm touched the towering of Ye Fusang's chest emotionally.

"Hmm...... Hmm......" Ye Fusang writhed unbearably, trying to escape from the man's touch, but this action caused Shang Mo's breath to aggravate even more, "tear and pull-" Without hesitation, she tore apart the clothes that Ye Fusang was already wearing, and separated her legs and clamped them around her waist.

Ye Fusang was secretly embarrassed, this man, do you know that they are almost out of clothes to wear, this man's clothes are already less, and with the addition of her, it is even more insufficient.

Ye Fusang felt that the man's burning place was tightly pressed against his fragile place, only separated by a thin cloth, which was obviously his clothes.

Thinking of the man's rudeness last time, Ye Fusang was a little scared, "Shang...... Shang Mo ...... Not...... Stop ......"

"Well......" The cherry blossom grains on her chest were held, with the experience of one time, Shang Mo was obviously more skilled this time than the last time, his hand always teased Ye Fusang's sensitivity intentionally or unintentionally, and the tip of his tongue flexibly tortured a little on Ye Fusang's chest.

"Hmm...... Shang Mo ...... "Ye Fusang was teased and soft, and involuntarily put his body towards Shang Mo,

Sensing Ye Fusang's movements, the corners of Shang Mo's mouth hooked slightly, he liked her approaching without scruples.

Feeling that Shang Mo was just blindly teasing himself, but when he came up, he avoided it, Ye Fusang's brows furrowed slightly, when would this man be so mischievous, thinking, leaning forward, in such an ambiguous posture, Ye Fusang slammed Shang Mo to the ground, looking at his slightly stunned eyes, Ye Fusang finally felt a little more comfortable in his heart.

lowered his head and kissed his full and seductive lips fiercely with a little punishment, until Shang Mo's face was flushed and his breathing was heavy, Ye Fusang left his lips, sprinkled strings of light kisses on his face, licked his delicate ears, and bit his delicate earlobes, causing Shang Mo under him to tremble slightly, and the soft groan poured out, and Ye Fusang's lower abdomen was hot, and some of his thoughts rippled.

Licking and kissing along his beautiful neckline, until the two cherry blossoms on his chest, Ye Fusang smiled evilly, and took turns poking, licking, and sucking with the tip of his tongue.