“Then follow me,” Mei Kai Ye patted his face, feeling it was smooth and warm.
“What are you thinking?” Mo Yi held his rapid breath, frowning and grabbing her wandering hand, “Don’t play with fire.” He paused, then asked, “Are you still sober?”
“I’m thinking, if you’re mine, then aren’t all the beautiful men and women in the world mine? Haha!”
Mo Yi frowned, bending to lift her horizontally, “You’re quite drunk. I’ll take you to rest.”
“Okay,” Mei Kai Ye nodded seriously, “Let’s take care of business while we’re at it.”
Mo Yi was stunned, but she seemed completely unaware, smiling at him and repeating those two words, almost whispering, “Beauti… ful.”
When she spoke, her faint breath lingered between their lips. Mo Yi’s body stiffened, his mouth suddenly dry. When he came to his senses, his body involuntarily wanted to retreat.
No, she’s not sober right now…
As her beautiful, elegant lips were about to move further away, Mei Kai Ye anxiously grabbed his collar and pressed her lips against his. After doing so, she fell into those deep, black eyes like a deep pool.
Mo Yi watched her actions and let out a low laugh. With their lips still touching, his smile traced an arc across Mei Kai Ye’s lips, causing a slight tickling sensation.
Mei Kaiye unconsciously opened her lips and sucked.
If they were dry kindling a moment ago, Mei Kaiye’s sucking was the spark that instantly ignited them both.
Mo Yi wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer, their soft and firm bodies fitting together seamlessly.
His kisses fell softly and densely on Mei Kaiye’s forehead, cheeks, lips, and then lower. Mei Kaiye felt her body was about to burn, urgently craving the satisfaction brought by his movements.
Mo Yi’s hand slid down her back, and between the sheets, the clothing rustled ambiguously. The surrounding temperature gradually rose…
Hearing Mei Kaiyan’s cry of pain, Mo Yi suddenly realized he had just twisted Mei Kaiyan’s struggling hand and accidentally pressed too hard. Seeing the painful expression on Mei Kaiyan’s face and looking at her abnormally bent hand, Mo Yi knew her hand was broken.
“Mo Shui…” Due to the piercing pain, clarity gradually returned to Mei Kaiyan’s eyes.
