Madam, She’s Abusing Scum Again

The kiss was too violent, and he almost dragged Xiao Mo into a soft cloud, feeling like a fairy.

Xiao Mo tried his best to make his consciousness clear, and slowly pushed away Wen Zi's body.

"Zimai, you...what are you doing..."

Xiao Mo's voice was low and full of magnetism, and it was vaguely mixed with forbearance.

With a ray of light, two bright pupils intertwined in the dark.

Wen Zilai's eyelashes trembled lightly, and his slender cold hand followed Xiao Mo's sword eyebrows all the way down, and finally stayed on his thin lips.

Her movements are very light and gentle, and a fresh fragrance radiates from her body, which makes people confused and sentimental.

There seemed to be a hungry beast clamoring in Xiao Mo's heart, a rush of heat tumbling in his body.

Wen Zi'ai looked at Xiao Mo with low eyes, with a charming smile on his face.

For a long time, she leaned over and said in a very gentle and pleasant tone: "Amo, take me."

Xiao Mo's heartbeat speeded up, just ask which man could stand such a temptation?

Besides, she is still her beloved woman.

"Zi...you..." Xiao Mo was always restraining himself, he was afraid of hurting her.

"Shhh..." Wen Zimei put his index finger on his thin lips and said softly, "Amo, I know you want it too, right?"

Xiao Mo could no longer think at this moment, his consciousness was led away by Wen Ziyi.

Silent silence is the answer.

Wen Zimei smiled, "Amo, let me be your woman, I am willing to give you everything about me."

"But your body..." Xiao Mo suppressed his desire with the last reason.

Wen Zimei knew what he was worried about. She leaned over slightly and got close to his body, "I have already asked the doctor, it's okay."

When Xiao Mo heard this, in addition to being surprised, he was pleasantly surprised.

He is a man, and it is fake to say that he doesn't want it.

Just because he loves her, he is willing to restrain his desires.

"Really?" Xiao Mo asked seriously, afraid that Wen Zimei was lying to himself.

Wen Zimei looked sincerely, "Really, I am a puppy if I lie to you."

Xiao Mo smiled. At this time, she was still joking, which seemed to be true.

Seeing him relax, Wen Zimei felt that she must strike while the iron was hot, so she let go of her hand and leaned closer to his lips again.

"Amo, don't refuse me, okay?"

The last line of defense in Xiao Mo's heart was breached by her gentleness, and he turned into a dominant one.

He is up, she is down.

After a long time, he replied: "Okay."

As soon as the voice fell, he leaned over and kissed her lips.

Pieces of clothing fell on the ground, and the room was filled with blushing sounds.

Wen Zimei fell into high tension, her teeth clenched her lower lip, "Amo, be gentle."

Xiao Mo will naturally be gentle, this is the baby he holds on top of his heart.

All his tenderness has always belonged to her.

"I will." He left a hot kiss on her forehead, and then launched the offensive.

The silent night is lingering beauty.

The next day.

Wen Zimei woke up with aching body, the man beside her was staring lazily at her.

"A Mo..." Wen Zimei felt that his bones were about to fall apart, and his whole body was lying softly.

Xiao Mo stretched out her hand to straighten out her messy hair, with a happy and satisfied smile on his face.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

He was very careful last night, hoping it didn't hurt her.

Wen Zimei smiled sweetly, shook his head, and said no.

Xiao Mo was relieved, but an evil curve suddenly appeared on his face, "That means you were very comfortable last night."

Wen Zimei's face was blushing, what kind of words are this tiger and wolf.

Although she is very proactive, she would still be shy when discussing such things openly.

She patted Xiao Mo on the chest, with an aunty tone, "A Mo, you hate it, and you are deliberately teasing me."

Looking at her shy appearance, Xiao Mo suddenly became interested, and deliberately joked, "Do you want to be more comfortable again? Huh?"

"do not want."

"want."

"No... Yes..." Wen Zimei suddenly felt that his armpit was attacked, and instinctively avoided his claws.

The two played a naive tickling game like this.

"Hahaha... don't..."

"Stop making trouble with me, I'm so tired..."

Wen Ziwei couldn't scratch him, so he had to beg for mercy.

Xiao Mo saw that she was sweating when she was tired, so he stopped and didn't continue teasing her.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, you can rest for a while while it's still early."

At first glance, Xiao Mo saw that the quilt was kicked out of bed by them. There was no cover on the two of them. It was not shy to see each other frankly in the morning.

Wen Zimei felt a cool breeze, with a continuous voice, "Amo, I'm cold."

Xiao Mo immediately got up and went to pick up the quilt, waiting for the moment he picked up the quilt and stood up.

He saw red on the sheets.

That is……

Xiao Mo's eyes were filled with surprise.

How can this be? Wen Zimei was obviously given to...

Why is there still blood on the bed?

Looking back on the joy of last night, he did feel that a thin film was penetrated.

He thought it was an illusion.

It turned out not to be.

Seeing Xiao Mo in a daze, Wen Ziai thought he was overjoyed.

She quickly pulled over the quilt, covering her snow-white body and the touch of blood red.

"Amo, I have given you my most precious things, you must not let me down, or I will be very sad." Wen Zimei is very serious.

She laid out carefully in order to make Xiao Mo love her desperately.

Smart as Xiao Mo, he had guessed that Wen Zimei had secretly undergone repair surgery.

If he had never watched that video, he would now firmly believe that this is Wen Ziwei's first time.

But he knew what happened to her a long time ago, so he knew very well that this pool of blood was fake.

At the same time, he can also understand why Wen Zimei did this.

A girl who pays attention to innocence, of course, does not want her boyfriend to find that she is dirty.

Wen Zimei is also forgiven for doing this.

He will not expose her, let alone dislike her.

Xiao Mo just pretended not to know anything and cooperated with her in this play.

He walked over, put his arms around her, and made a swearing promise: "I will never fail you."

Wen Zimei raised his eyes, "Then you won't fall in love with other women?"

She was always afraid of Xu Yan's existence.

"No." Xiao Mo didn't hesitate, but after a moment, he asked this answer in his heart.

Is he really not?

A figure flashed past in his mind, making him trance.

Xiao Mo got a headache, got up and picked up the clothes on the floor to put it on, and said, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Wen Zimei said softly: "Soy milk fritters."

Xiao Mo smiled softly and scratched the tip of her nose fondly, "Okay, then you can rest for a while, I'll make breakfast for you first."

Wen Zimei obediently responded and watched Xiao Mo leave.

Hearing the sound of the room closing, Wen Zimei looked at the bright red blood with a sinister and sly smile on his face.

The plan succeeded.

She lay on the bed again, remembering the madness of the night last night.

At this moment, she finally felt at ease.

Xiao Mo will always belong to her.

She firmly believes that a man must have a special complex for his first woman.

For more than ten years, Xiao Mo has guarded her body like a jade, but she has been watching it all the time.

So she firmly believed that she must be Xiao Mo's first woman.

Thinking of this, Wen Zimei couldn't help feeling a little sad about what happened to her. She wanted to give Mu Nanfeng her first time, but she didn't expect it would be self-defeating.

Not only failed to become his woman, but instead let Xu Yan stare at her and ruin her.

Now her body is no longer clean, and it doesn't matter who she sleeps with.

She thought to herself, if this dirty body could be used to keep Xiao Mo, it would be worth it.

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