As soon as he saw her, was that the only thing on his mind?!
But once a man's desire is provoked, how can he control himself? Regardless of her feeble punches, he strode into the master bedroom.
Thrown onto the bed, Tong Ran had not yet reacted when Mo Nanjue was already bearing down on her. He turned her face towards him, "You're not feeling dizzy today, are you?"
"..." Tong Ran hurriedly nodded, "I feel dizzy."
"Even better. I'll bump into you a few more times, and you'll be back to normal," he said flirtatiously, his hand already on her fullness.
Having not touched her for several days, just looking at her face made him unable to suppress the heat in his lower abdomen.
He truly was addicted to this woman.
"Wait a moment, just wait!"
"I can wait, but you should ask it if it can," Mo Nanjue treated her outburst as a petty tantrum, guiding her hand downwards, his smile at his lips growing even more wanton, "Let it give you the answer."
"I don't want to hear it!"
