Qiao Mianmian's heart beat faster and a warm feeling appeared on her face.

The man's slender finger fell onto another button and continued to unbutton her pajamas.

Soon, he untied all the silk pajamas that Qiao Mianmian had not had many buttons on her body.

The chill in her chest suddenly made her come to her senses. When she realized what he wanted to do, she had no time to stop it.

"Mo Yesi, don't..."

She held down his hand that was about to continue to move down, and her white and tender little face was flushed, and she felt extremely nervous.

She is not ready.

Mo Yesi paused for a moment, looked at her with his eyes down for a few seconds, held his big hand back, and wrapped her tender little hand tightly in his palm.

He spoke, his voice was a little bit quieter than before: "Baby, I've been waiting for a long time. Don't refuse me anymore, okay?"

Qiao Mianmian bit her lower lip: "But..."

"But what? You don't want to give it to me?"

Mo Yesi's body was so tense that he had endured it from last night until now, and stopped at this time again, which was undoubtedly painful and sweet torture for him.

But he still held back and didn't continue, and listened to her patiently.

"No..." Qiao Mianmian glanced at him quickly, and another layer of dizziness was stained with her face, and her cheeks were as hot as fire.

Her voice was soft and thin, and her eyelashes trembled continuously: "I, I'm not ready yet."

"You don't need to prepare anything." Hearing this reason, Mo Yesi chuckled, her slender fingers picked up her soft jaw, her deep and dark eyes were fixed on her, and she said softly, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

The man's tenderness and patience gradually dispelled the tension and fear in her heart.

She mustered up her courage and looked up at him.

The face in front of me is as handsome as a knife carving, and looks a bit unremarkable.

Even if you watch it every day, you still don’t get tired of it, and you will still feel moved.

The eyes went further down to his perfect body, which was diligent in training. The solid and sexy muscles and smooth and seductive body lines all exuded a fatal temptation to the opposite sex.

This is a man full of hormones.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered a word-

Walking live aphrodisiac.

At this moment, the man hovering above her was definitely a "living aphrodisiac".

Because she felt she was tempted.

"But, but..."

"Hmm?" The man curled his lips gently, leaned down and kissed her lips, his voice softly, "What else do you have to worry about?"

"But, do you really don't mind?" Although she was already fascinated and confused, she was not yet at the time when she completely lost her mind, she looked at him nervously and nervously, her voice getting lighter and lighter, "I'm not that kind of clean woman, you..."

What answered her was a lingering and long deep kiss.

A man practices his actions and his strong actions show his attitude.

*

Although Qiao Mianmian had already prepared in advance, it was still a bit difficult for her to completely accept Mo Yesi.

The moment he broke in, her body curled up in pain: "Well, it hurts..."

Mo Yesi was breathing violently, and layers of fine sweat appeared on his forehead. The woman under him was so painful that her face turned pale for a moment, and he was not much better.
Chapter completed!