He pressed her under him and began to kiss her, from top to bottom, very delicate kisses.

The kiss slowly slid down her cheek and finally stopped at her pink ear.

"You're quite the kisser."

"You incited me."

When Liang Qingmo was aroused, he would always bite his lower lip unconsciously until it became engorged with blood.

Xu Buyan reached out and gently stroked the corner of her mouth. "If you want to bite your lips, you'd better bite my hand."

"I'm not a dog."

She released her lips, and he took the opportunity to place a kiss on her lips. The tip of her tongue... was more obvious than the feeling of being forced open.

He was a little anxious, and seemed to want more, constantly exploring the taste that belonged to her.

Liang Qingmo's hand was on his chest, her breathing became more and more rapid, as if she was about to melt by him.

"Do you remember the first night?" Xu Buyan suddenly asked her.

How could she not remember? She never let go of anyone who came into her sight.

That night was the gift of her indulgence. She didn't know what had possessed her, but she dragged him into her life just like that.

That night, she didn't even know when she fell asleep.

She was silent for a moment and then suddenly said, "Forgot!"

"Did you forget last time? Then concentrate this time!"

His eyes flickered, and his voice became increasingly hoarse and deep, with a hint of impatience and irritability.

Xu Buyan looks very charming when he has a cold face, but when he smiles he looks like a silly puppy. What an amazing guy.

Liang Qingmo felt uncomfortable with his teasing. She grabbed his clothes with both hands, tears welled up in her eyes, and suddenly pushed him with her hands.

Xu Buyan raised his head, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

He suddenly leaned over and kissed Liang Qingmo's ear, whispering, "Don't be afraid, I'll be gentle..."

midnight.

Moonlight poured through the window onto the big bed in the bedroom, illuminating the sleeping woman lying on the bed.

Her long hair was as black as ink and spread on her back. Her skin was fair and translucent. Her slender fingers gently stroked the man's back. Suddenly, the man trembled.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly: "Did I wake you up?"

He turned over without saying a word, pulled her down and hugged her tightly, and placed gentle and delicate kisses on her forehead.

She whispered in his ear, "Sleep a little longer."

He turned over, pulled the quilt over and was about to lie down.

His big hand came across, caressed her face and kissed her, and the belt around her waist was untied in an instant...

"Liang Qingmo!" When the man buried his head in her neck, she reached out and hugged his back, gently stroking it...

The next day.

Xu Buyan watched Liang Qingmo get up on his own, with no intention of paying any attention to him.

Suddenly, he looked aggrieved: "Have I been eaten up again?"

Liang Qingmo didn't look at him. "Hasn't everything been done?"

"Liang Qingmo, you don't recognize me once you put up your pants."

That's not what I said when we were arguing last night.

"Xu Buyan, go home."