Ming Beiya could guarantee that the girl wouldn't shed a single tear in other matters, but he couldn't guarantee that in this matter.
After helping her change her clothes, Mo Shisheng squinted slightly, completely exhausted. Seeing the man's satisfied expression, she said with dissatisfaction, "That's not fair..."
Hearing this, Ming Beiya chuckled, lifted the blanket, lay down beside the girl, and pulled her soft body into his arms. "How is it unfair?"
"..."
Mo Shisheng pouted, unwilling to speak any further.
She moved slightly, and her little hand accidentally touched something hard.
Her beautiful, wet eyes widened instantly, and she could barely speak, "You..."
The moment the girl's small hand touched him, he almost instantly became aroused.
Ming Beiya narrowed his long, narrow eyes, revealing a hint of danger. "It seems that Asheng still has some strength."
"I... um..."
Mo Shisheng had no chance to speak again, as the man's kiss silenced her completely, and her clothes, which she had just put on, were undone again.
"Save your energy for shouting."
When the man's body covered hers, she was still in a daze. The pain was the same, but there was a slightly different sensation compared to before...
She felt like a fish on a chopping board, bobbing up and down on the surface of the sea, her scales and flesh scraped away, with no time to rest before a new round began...
When the girl was completely exhausted and slumped in the man's arms, he lovingly kissed her slightly swollen lips.
He remembered that Mo Shisheng's last words were, "Pervert!"
Thinking of this, Ming Beiya couldn't help but chuckle softly, gently placing his large hand on Mo Shisheng's small waist and kneading it for her.
The girl trembled slightly in shock, "No...no more..."
The man felt even more sorry for her when she uttered those incoherent words without her realizing it.
She's too young; he's already in so much pain before he's even fully inside her. What will happen in the future?
Ming Beiya held the girl's slender hand, gently kissing her fingertips. "Sleep now, I won't bother you anymore."
With Ming Beiya's assurance, Mo Shisheng indeed slept soundly, one hand resting on the man's chest, loosely draped over his shoulder. One leg was draped over his thigh, their intimate posture leaving no room for anyone else.
He pulled the blanket over them both, his large hand still massaging her slender waist. He hadn't slept all night, a satisfied smile on his lips.
She is finally his.
The next day.
When Mo Shisheng woke up, her throat was so dry that she couldn't say a word. She wanted to get out of bed, but she had no strength at all.
The next second, the rim of the cup touched her lips, and the man gently helped her sit up a little. Mo Shisheng took small sips of water, her movements as lazy as a kitten.
She turned her face slightly to the side. "No, thank you."
...
At this point, Ming Beiya was awakened to the impulse he only felt for Mo Shisheng.
He roared as if on fire, grabbed a glass of water from the side, and gulped it down.
Even as he roared, he still felt no relief whatsoever.
Ming Beiya said helplessly, "Ah Sheng, you've become like this, which really leaves me feeling helpless."
"..."
Mo Shisheng, who was unconscious, did not know whether she could hear Ming Beiya's words. Instead, the furrowed brows did not relax at all.
Seeing this, Ming Beiya raised his hand and rubbed the spot between her eyebrows. "I'm the one who's helpless, but you seem even more unhappy than me?"
"..."
Mo Shisheng still didn't give Ming Beiya any reply...
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