Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 129 Close Your Eyes

Moxiluo turned the steering wheel, and the car ran towards a certain direction in the city. A few minutes later, the sports car stopped at the gate of a hotel.

Feng Sumo looked at the huge word "Hotel" outside the car in surprise, his eyes were very strange.

Parking the car aside, Moxiluo got out of the car and took her straight to the hotel.

Opening the room, kicking the door, entering the room, a series of actions are very simple.

Feng Sumo stood at the door, staring blankly at the luxurious presidential suite, and asked an idiot question, "What are we going to do?"

"Do what you like to do." Moxiluo slammed the door and answered a question that even an idiot could see.

"Why did you come here specifically?" Feng Sumo was in the process of petrification.

"You don't like it?" Mexilor paused, looked sideways at her, with a negotiable tone, "Then let's go home and continue."

"..."

Moxiluo untied the clothes on his body casually, looked at her with his eyes full of leisure, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

In fact, he just guessed that she didn't want to go home, so he chose to stay in the hotel overnight.

Naturally, he would not tell her this.

Mecillo's character doesn't have such thoughtful words to say.

Feng Sumo stood where he was, his head in chaos.

A few days ago, she had every reason to shirk him, but now, her special period has passed, what should she do?
Not satisfied with her absent-minded appearance, Moxiluo walked up to her in a few steps, hugged her around the waist, and went straight to the bed.

Basically, as long as there are two of them, Mexilo is an absolute animal incarnation, and his movements are not sloppy at all. He gets on the bed, pulls her clothes with his hands and starts to pull.

"Don't tear it!" Feng Sumo was in a hurry, holding his hand tightly.

She is in the hotel now, and she doesn't want to be embarrassed tomorrow without clothes.

Seeing her appearance, Moxiluo hooked his lips and smiled wickedly.

At this time, Feng Sumo... Seeing that he wanted to bully him again.

"If you don't want me to tear it off, then take it off yourself." Moxiluo whispered hoarsely by her ear.

A word, like a curse, exploded in Feng Sumo's mind.

Put her on a strip show?

"Scumbag!"

Moxiluo's senses were already numb to her swearing, so he glanced at her indifferently, and continued to bully her to the end, "It seems that you prefer me to help you."

"Don't come here." Feng Sumo backed away in shock, protecting his clothes tightly with his arms.

She was sure that as long as he made a move, her clothes would not be salvageable.

"Then take it off." Today, Young Master Mo was very patient, and even his words lacked an orderly tone.

Feng Sumo glared at him, turned his back, tremblingly began to undo the skirt on his body.

After entering the palace, except for the time when she wanted to sneak out, she basically wore skirts, one-piece style.

Feng Sumo's palms were sweating, and he tugged at the hem of his skirt, but he didn't have the motivation to continue...

Silent, tangled.

Moxiluo looked at her slightly trembling back with his deep eyes, and felt pity in his heart, and wanted to hug her into his arms, but Feng Sumo seemed to have made some major determination, pulling his hand away, He boldly took off the skirt.

The smooth and fair skin was slightly pink, like the most beautiful peach blossom, shyly blooming in Moxiluo's vision.

Feng Sumo protected his chest with both arms, and slowly turned sideways, his clear face flushed.

Moxiluo's black eyes shot out scorching flames, and he pulled her into his arms, pressed her down on the bed, and a hoarse voice rang in her ears.

"Close your eyes and feel me..." —
(End of this chapter)