Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

He instantly restrained her struggling hands with his backhand, and pressed her deeply on the bed.

"You don't want to do it with me? Do you think you have the right to choose. I never miss what I want, and neither do you."

His eyes turned into a terrifying reddish dark demon, but the sneer on his lips was stunning and moving.

"Bao'er, I tolerated you, but you insisted on letting me tear off the mask of a gentleman. Do you know that in the army, such blatant disobedience will be shot to death."

Mu Baoer trembled all over, the feeling of deadly danger rushing towards her face made her tremble and fear.

"Don't be afraid, I am reluctant to kill you, so my punishment for you is... to please me with your body."

His voice was gentle and cruel, and it sounded like there was a trace of pity, but Mu Baoer was afraid that her heart would almost jump out, and all her cells trembled, her hands seemed to be locked in chains, and she couldn't move.

The extreme fear made her dizzy and flustered, she was exhausted, and even lost the strength to resist.

Like a puppet whose thread has been pulled out, it can only be slaughtered.

"Don't be so scared! You're not even afraid of death. Such an expression really doesn't look like your character."

Sitting on the bed, Ji Mo saw her face so pale, he felt pity for her, picked her up by the waist, put her in his arms and hugged her tightly, she was unexpectedly weak and didn't resist at all.

Such docile and suppleness, like a trembling white rose in the wind, arouses a man's deepest desire.

Ji Mo stroked her snow-white face, the color in his eyes became richer and deeper, and even his breathing became uncontrollable.

He bowed his head and kissed her delicate lips lingeringly. Her lips were so trembling and so cold that one wanted to suck harder, passing the warmth to this poor little person.

"Don't..." A pale and frightened voice escaped from her throat, but was instantly swallowed by his passionate kiss.

He forcefully pried open her closed teeth, broke into her lips and teeth, swam between her white teeth and small tongue, plundering her sweet breath, her lips were so soft, her teeth were trembling, especially tempting.

It's a pity that she doesn't seem to know how to breathe when kissing, but she is so jerky and moving that he has no choice but to let her go to prevent her from suffocating.

Mu Baoer was out of breath from being kissed, and her head became even more dizzy. She felt that she was let go at the moment when she was about to die, and immediately took a big breath.

But what frightened her even more was that her clothes were easily untied by her hot fingers, and the clothes slipped off, revealing her snow-white and round shoulders, and her plump and white skin wrapped in pink underwear. Feeling more chills, dizzy and suffocating.

As if feeling her chill, Ji Mo tightened his arms slightly, hugging her closer to his chest.

Bowing her head, her icy hot lips fell on her cold skin. Kissing from the pointy chin seemed to ignite a series of intense sparks, spreading, from the slender neck to the small collarbone, kissing every inch over and over again. The delicate skin left behind ambiguous red marks, like his unique imprint carved on white paper.

Mu Bao'er was weak all over, her heart in her chest was constricted into a ball, it was very painful, she could hardly breathe, she felt like his kisses fell on her skin over and over again like knives, cutting her all over with bruises.

Tears flowed helplessly from the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't even choke sobs.

It was so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable, that kind of nightmare-like collapse of being violated, that kind of weakness that was so frightening but unable to resist, made her feel so sad that her heart almost exploded.