"Hey" Wan Qing exclaimed, and soon drowned in his lips and tongue.

He hugged her head and kissed her domineeringly, making no sound except gasping.

He pressed her down, letting her back against the mirror of the dressing table, and her hot lips moved away from her lips and attacked her delicate neck.

Wan Qing felt a stinging pain on her neck and couldn't help but moan. Beasts will definitely leave kiss marks! This kind of force will probably not disappear for a few days, and even wearing a collared shirt may not be able to cover it...

"It hurts..." Wan Qing shouted.

Mu Tianyang raised his head and looked at her with deep eyes: "It hurts?"

"Well..." Wan grabbed his sleeve with weakness, "Can you not be here?"

Mu Tianyang narrowed his eyes and a sudden burst of anger in his heart. She actually begged him with such a pitiful expression?! She actually begs him with such a pitiful expression!

And damn it, he actually enjoyed it! He actually wanted to promise her, take her back to the room, and treat her gently on the bed!

No! She is just an offering offered by Ding Zhigang, she is just for venting...

Damn it! Who taught her? Who taught her to use this trick to deal with him?

He grabbed her collar and tore it to both sides

It was crackling, and all the buttons on the clothes popped up to the ground.

"No!" Wan Qing shouted.

Mu Tianyang raised her chin and asked fiercely: "Where do you want to go after school today?"

"I...I want to go to the hospital..." Wan Qing knew she couldn't escape, so she could only honestly explain, "I really miss my mother!"

"Then did you miss me when you went to the hospital?" Mu Tianyang unbuttoned his belt.

"Miss you?" Why do you miss you?

"You can try to think about it later..." Since she can affect his emotions, he doesn't need to get along with him, so he can keep her within his own sphere of influence. "Baby, from now on, you will be my own private... You can only have me in your world, and no one else can get involved!"

"Ah" Wan Qing exclaimed because...he...he pulled her hand into his...

"Um..." Because of the touch of her little hand, Mu Tianyang couldn't help but snorted, "Baby, if you don't want to be so uncomfortable, don't resist...try to enjoy..."

How can I enjoy this kind of thing? Wan Qing wanted to refute it, but she didn't dare to, so she could only hold his clone with fear and shame.

He reached out and stroked her face, chuckled, "You will enjoy..."
Chapter completed!