Chapter 230: Don’t Think About It, I Don’t Want!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The man’s eyes were deep and gentle when he spoke.
Even with the obvious possessiveness in his eyes, his gentle appearance was enough to make her heart beat faster.
Qiao Mianmian’s heartbeat quickened, and as if suppressing a certain emotion in her heart, she suddenly spewed out, “Then- then what about you?”
“Mm?”
Taking a deep breath, she met his eyes. “You just said that I can only be your woman. What about you…”
Mo Yesi understood what she meant.
The man’s sexy and alluring thin lips curled up in an enticing arc. He pinched her chin and raised it gently, his hot and moist breath falling on her lips. “Baby, my entire person and heart belong to you alone. For eternity.”
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After a long and lingering deep kiss, Qiao Mianmian collapsed softly in Mo Yesi’s arms.
The man stared at her swollen lips with dark eyes.
They were under such a circumstance.
The girl’s delicate and fragrant body was held in his embrace. Her delicate lips were so red and swollen because of him, and she glanced at him with blurred eyes.
She wasn’t even aware that her appearance made him look like the “criminal”.
If only she wasn’t having her menstruation.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t endure it anymore.
Mo Yesi was not a real beast, after all.
No matter how much he wanted her, even going mad at the thought of it, he was still desperately suppressing his inner desire.
He hugged the girl in his embrace, his chin gently rubbing against the top of her hair, and his breathing a little short.
“Baby, how many days will your Aunt take to come?”
His voice was hoarse and a little dull.
A delicacy was right in front of him, but he could only wait and not eat…
This feeling was too unbearable.
Qiao Mianmian’s heartbeat was also very fast. Unable to calm down, she blushed and whispered, “Four or five days.”
“So long?” The man frowned, seemingly dissatisfied.
Qiao Mianmian was speechless.
How was four or five days long?
Many people even took a week.
“Okay.” After a few seconds, a helpless voice rang above her head. “I’ll wait for another week. Next time, you won’t have relatives coming, right?”
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There was no response.
What other relatives did she have!
“Baby…”
After a few more seconds, the man’s hoarse and low voice sounded forbearing, and he suddenly leaned over and whispered into her ear.
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Qiao Mianmian’s face flushed instantly and even her ears turned red.
As if shocked, her eyes widened, and she reached out to push him, shy and annoyed. “You… you hooligan! Don’t think about it, I don’t want it!”
“Baby…”
Mo Yesi chuckled lowly, staring at her red, white, and tender earlobes that looked like coral beads. He blew into her ears and said in a low voice, sounding bewitching and coaxing, “Just this time. Take it as a show of affection for your distressed husband, okay?
“Do you want to watch me continue to suffer this much?”
Qiao Mianmian was held in his embrace and was sitting on him.
She could feel it completely.
But it seemed to be stipulated further, making her feel even more frightened.
Shocked, she bit her lip and said weakly, “Mo Yesi…”
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