Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

There is no need to continue what Mu Ru said, no, there is no chance to continue, because Dongfang Mo's thin lips quickly covered her lips, blocking all her remaining words in her abdominal cavity.

And Dongfang Mo's big hand that was gripping her wrist was also quickly released at this time, and then he lifted it and clasped the back of her head, firmly fixing her in a space.

Mu Ru quickly pushed his body with her hands, trying to push him away from her body. However, her wrist was very painful from Dongfang Mo's grip just now, and she couldn't exert any strength at all, let alone men and women. Given the disparity in her natural strength, all she did was in vain.

Dongfang Mo controlled the woman in his arms, knocked open her pearl shell with his rough tongue, quickly penetrated into her fragrant mouth, dragged her lilac tongue, and sucked it stupidly, conquering the city... .

Mu Ru twisted her head vigorously, trying to avoid it, but she couldn't dodge it at all, and following Dongfang Mo's proficient skills, she unknowingly cooperated with him...

Dongfang Mo is like a person walking on foot. After trekking for several days in the Sahara desert, he saw the spring water, so he tried hard to absorb the sweet fragrance between her lips and teeth. Now, all he can do is to try his best, and ask for more. more and more……

Mu Ru couldn't turn his head away, and couldn't push his hands away from his body, so he could only use his hands to grab him and pull his ears, but it didn't work at all, so he could only grab his back, thinking To make him feel the pain, make him stop.

In fact, Dongfang Mo has already felt the slightest pain on his back, but this little pain is similar to scratching to him. He is not afraid of pain, even if it hurts more.

But at this moment, a cell phone rang not far away, and Mu Ru thought he would stop, but he didn't stop at all, and ignored the cell phone that kept singing, and also ignored Mu Ru's hand on him. Constantly scratching and beating on the back.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, he doesn't care about it, he just wants to have this woman in his arms, and he just keeps wanting her...

Mu Ru was furious, and while he was indulging in Yue's kiss, she repeated her old tricks and finally dropped her teeth hard, biting hard...

Dongfang Mo was in pain, and finally stopped, slowly let go of her mouth, lowered his eyes, stared at her, gently raised his rough fingertips to wipe off the reddish liquid overflowing from the corners of her lips.

"Why are you still so stupid," he said softly, "Every time you do these things that kill eight hundred enemies and hurt yourself one thousand, you just bite me, why do you even bite yourself?"

Mu Ru's tears rolled down almost instantly, she was stupid, she has always been stupid, very stupid, if she wasn't stupid, she wouldn't have fallen to this point.

Dongfang Mo saw her crying, the tears were as crystal clear as diamonds, he panicked immediately, lowered his head, his thin lips fell quickly, and sucked those crystal clear teardrops into his mouth one by one.

"Mu Ru, you are mine...." He sucked her teardrops, moved his thin lips to her earlobe, and whispered: "You are mine, mine.... ..."

Dongfang Mo's almost bewitching murmur, not only did not confuse Mu Ru, but was like a hammer, knocking the confused Mu Ru awake in an instant.

Yes, she was his, and had always been his!