Ye Qiqi didn't know if he was angry, and he didn't know how angry he was.

She only knew that she was entangled by him so decisively and strongly, almost so that she didn't even have a chance to breathe, she only felt that her body was getting softer and weaker, and she couldn't even raise her hand if she wanted to resist, so she could only be forced to completely entangle with him.

Ye Qiqi just tilted her head and stood at the door of the room, letting him kiss her, and her slender little hands gradually changed from being against his chest to encircling his neck.

Such a passionate kiss lasted for I don't know how long, until Ye Qiqi felt that his lips were a little painful, and Mo Hanqing slowly moved his face away.

"That...... Childe ......" Ye Qiqi raised his head hesitantly, and called him in a soft and glutinous voice.

However, as soon as she looked up, she saw his dark and deep eyes looking at her so straight and deep that her heart jumped.

"Childe, you...... Ah——!!h Ye Qiqi was just about to talk to him, but she couldn't help but scream, she only felt that her feet were light, and the whole person was picked up by him, and she walked directly towards the room.

Mo Hanqing put his arm around her waist, carried her to the bed, and then turned over and pressed her under her.

Ye Qiqi lay on his back on the bed, looking at him in fear.

His deep eyes, only a few inches away from her, were like an unfathomable black hole in the vast universe, firmly attracting her gaze.

Ye Qiqi couldn't help but swallow his saliva hard, and always felt that the Mo Hanqing in front of him was very different from usual.

Her hands were clasped by him, and he pressed her motionlessly, his deep eyes looking at her condescendingly and coldly, his well-defined chin slightly raised, but he didn't say a word.

Such a situation, inexplicably, gave her a sense of tranquility before the storm.

"Childe, you...... Are you angry......" Ye Qiqi asked cautiously and in a weak voice towards Mo Hanqing.

However, what answered her was a sudden warm and tingling sensation on her collarbone.

The ends of his hair gently ran against her cheeks, rubbing against her chin, and the kiss fell.

Ye Qiqi's body shook slightly, and he subconsciously looked down at him.

His hot breath sprayed on her skin, his warm body still covering hers.

He obviously didn't have any superfluous movements, but he was like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity, firmly controlling his prey within his range.

With his delicate kiss, Mo Hanqing's slender palm had quietly probed into her robe, and then lifted a corner, and with a slightly cool finger, slowly, along the corner of the robe, into her underwear.

Ye Qiqi only felt numb all over her body, as if an electric current was slowly traveling around her skin.

There was a soft and slippery touch from his fingertips, such a beautiful touch, so that Mo Hanqing couldn't help but let out a low sigh, but when that light sigh flowed out of his deep voice, it was more like a cheetah's low roar before it was about to enjoy its prey.

Before Ye Qiqi could resist, his free other hand had already ripped open the collar of her undershirt with neat movements.