The soft little female makes the beast husbands lose control and fall

Chapter 112 112. Beautiful Dream
Mingye's fingertips gently pressed Su Yaoyao's lips. With a little force, his thumb slowly entered Su Yaoyao's warm mouth, feeling the soft lips and tongue.

Mingye's breathing suddenly became rapid. He could no longer suppress his inner emotions. He lowered his head and kissed her fiercely, sucking on the little female's soft tongue impatiently, as if he wanted to put all his thoughts into this kiss.

As Mingye's kiss continued to deepen, Su Yaoyao felt her consciousness gradually become blurred, as if she was in a dreamland shrouded in clouds and mist.

Her breathing became more and more rapid, intertwining with Mingye's breathing, making it impossible to distinguish one from the other.

The kiss lasted for a long time, but Mingye felt that he could never be satisfied, as if he could never kiss enough the female in front of him who made him dream.

Mingye's originally deep dark green pupils seemed to be ignited by a ball of blazing flames at this moment, with lust surging in them, almost swallowing up his rationality.

He slowly loosened his lips and tongue that were entangled with Su Yaoyao, licked the silver threads, panted slightly, and moved slowly downwards with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He approached Su Yaoyao gently, like a breeze blowing through flower petals, and carefully kissed her neck.

His lips were warm and soft, and every touch seemed to be filled with endless affection. He gently caressed her delicate skin, leaving a series of feather-soft kisses.

Then, his kiss followed the graceful neck line and slowly slid towards the delicate collarbone.

His kiss seemed to have magic, which made Su Yaoyao's heart tighten instantly, and an indescribable emotion quietly spread in her heart.

Mingye continued to move forward.

Su Yaoyao trembled all over, and a feeling of panic and numbness spread throughout her body like an electric current, making her breathing rapid and disordered, and she couldn't help but make a sound from her mouth.

Mingye's kisses are random and he also bites roughly.

Su Yaoyao's mind was blank at this moment, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly. She was completely unable to withstand it.

Mingye stayed for a long time and then gradually went down.

She wanted to resist, but her body seemed to be under a spell and could only make a few indistinct moans.

The moaning sound seemed particularly alluring in the quiet room, and further stimulated Mingye's nerves.

The cold snake tongue kept licking her, making Su Yaoyao gasp and get soaked all over.

After being tortured, Mingye finally let go, and it was unknown when the entangled tail loosened.

He gently held Su Yaoyao's ankle, as if he was treating the most precious treasure in the world.

His fingers were long and powerful, yet extremely gentle.

Then, he lowered his head slightly and gently pressed his warm lips on Su Yaoyao's ankle.

This kiss was filled with endless attachment and cherishment. His lips gently caressed her delicate skin, as if expressing unspeakable affection.

Then he gently placed her ankles on his shoulders.

The dark green vertical pupils were churning with turbulent undercurrents.

"Yaoyao, I love you so much..."

no, do not want.

I want to say something, but I can’t.

Mingye groaned and frowned in pain. He was too greedy.

Su Yaoyao's soft voice couldn't be controlled and overflowed...

The morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains, gently falling onto Su Yaoyao's bed. Su Yaoyao slowly opened her eyes, feeling incredibly heavy and exhausted, as if she had truly experienced a fierce battle.

In her mind, the long and vivid dream of last night came flooding back like a tide. Every detail of her intimate interactions with Mingye in the dream was as clear as if she had experienced it herself.

Recalling the scenes in her dream, Su Yaoyao's cheeks instantly flushed hotly, and her heart began to beat violently uncontrollably.

She subconsciously patted her hot cheeks, trying to drive those blushing and heart-pounding images out of her mind.

She secretly regretted having such a dream. She felt like a young girl overwhelmed by love, completely losing her usual calmness and composure.

At the same time, in another room in the castle, Mingye slowly woke up.

He was also immersed in the dream last night that was so realistic that it was almost unbelievable, as if he could still feel the passion and affection when he was cuddling with Su Yaoyao in the dream.

Mingye lifted the quilt, looked down, and his face immediately blushed with embarrassment.

An indescribable embarrassment and shyness surged in my heart.

Helplessly, he could only get up hurriedly, walk quickly to the bathroom, turn on the cold water shower, and try to use the icy water to calm his hot head and dispel the lingering beautiful dreams.

Su Yaoyao lay in bed for a long time before forcing herself to get up.

She walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and let the cool water pour over her body, trying to wake herself up.

But even with the water rushing over her body, the scenes in her dream kept flashing through her mind, and her heartbeat was still ridiculously fast.

After washing up, Su Yaoyao changed into simple, well-dressed clothes. Looking at herself in the mirror, she reminded herself to focus on the important matters and not let these strange dreams disturb her mind again. She took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and left the room.

On the other side, Mingye took a cold shower, changed into clean clothes, and tried to restore himself to his usual composure.

But whenever he thought of that dream, his ears couldn't help but turn red.

He knew that his feelings for Su Yaoyao had become increasingly difficult to suppress, which was why he had such a beautiful dream last night.

When Mingye walked out of the room, he happened to meet Su Yaoyao in the corridor.

The moment their eyes met, they both looked away as if struck by an electric current. A hint of awkwardness and subtlety hung in the air.

"Good... good morning." Mingye broke the silence first, his voice a little unnatural.

"Good morning." Su Yaoyao responded softly, lowering her head, not daring to look directly into Mingye's eyes.

Mingye stood in front of Su Yaoyao, looking a little nervous, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

"I...I have something to tell you." Although the voice was not loud, it was firm and unquestionable.

Su Yaoyao then looked up at him. A hint of anticipation flashed in her eyes, and she thought that perhaps Mingye would agree to the peace talks.

"What's the matter?" Su Yaoyao blinked her bright and lively eyes and looked at Mingye with clear eyes.

That innocent and lovely look was like an electric current that instantly struck Mingye's heart, causing his heartbeat to suddenly accelerate, pounding like a drum.

Mingye opened his mouth. He had practiced "I like you" in his mind countless times, but now it seemed as if something was stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.

He was extremely anxious, shouting in his heart: "Speak up, you idiot! Tell me you like Yaoyao!"

(End of this chapter)