Chapter 330: Painting

She didn't know that she looked like this in his eyes.

"Murong Yue," Lian Zi turned around and hugged Murong Yue's neck, "I like you so much." ”

Lian Zi was really moved, thinking of the scene when Murong Yue was painting alone, she felt a little guilty.

It seemed that this sentence touched a switch in Murong Yue, and he who was originally calm immediately became eager, hugged Lian Zi's waist fiercely, and leaned over to seal her lips directly.

When Murong Yue took her to see his room, he didn't intend to use it to invite credit, he just wanted her to enter his domain, but he never thought that he would get her confession.

His kiss this time was very eager and passionate, stronger than ever, and seemed to be ...... More dangerous.

Lian Zi closed his eyes and felt his kiss fall on his forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks, and lips.

A crisp, hot breath swept over her, and she almost drowned in it.

Murong Yue poked out his nimble tongue and swirled around Lian Zi's teeth, trying to break through the city gate.

However, before he could begin his attack, the gates of the city opened on their own.

This is the first time Lian Zi has catered to Murong Yue's closeness. She opened her teeth and let Murong Yue do whatever she wanted to herself.

In the face of her obedience, Murong Yue did not slow down his offensive, but instead pursued the victory, vowing to take the city down.

Lian Zi couldn't help but let out a small groan from his throat.

Murong Yue couldn't hold back any longer, his hands roamed over her, caressing her curves through the fabric.

In the lonely night, he had already imagined how wonderful this body would be countless times, but no fantasy had time to actually touch it.

The softness and smoothness seemed to be something he could feel directly, completely different from the man's toughness and firmness.

Moreover, he seemed to feel a seemingly nonexistent lotus fragrance lingering in his nose, and the faint fragrance told the beauty of his daughter's home.

I don't know at what time, Lian Zi's collar has been torn and pulled to the shoulder, and the rise and fall of the chest are faintly visible.

Lian Zi tugged at Murong Yue's clothes, and she felt her body go soft, as if she would fall down if she didn't cling to him.

Murong Yue put Lian Ziping on his bed, couldn't help but cover her body, and continued to kiss.

From the neck kiss to the collarbone, Murong Yue left a shallow trace and then disappeared without a trace, only the crispy and numb feeling continued to stimulate Lian Zi's mind.

Murong Yue knew very well what he was doing, but he didn't want to stop at all.

This time, it is no longer those illusory and ethereal dreams, but real people who are visible to the eyes, clear to the touch, and lingering in fragrance.

He had only one thought on his mind now, and that was to let himself go.

The skirt was pulled to a very low position, almost making her upper body unarmed, and Lian Zi finally woke up to how dangerous the relationship between the two was now.

"No, no." Lian Zi pushed Murong Yue away with difficulty.

It was like a basin of cold water poured down from his head, Murong Yue instantly recovered from the confusion just now, and his heart was cold, he raised his head, but his body did not move for half a minute.

He had just sensed that she was willing, why? Could it be that the previous influence is still there? But his instincts told him that it wasn't the reason.

After the last heart-to-heart conversation, he already felt that her heart knot had dispersed a lot, and the two of them were not so resistant when they were intimate.

Murong Yue pressed Lian Zi's hand and looked at her fixedly, with "Give me a reason" written all over her body.