Feeling his fingers playing with her hair and the wind blowing her hair, Navina looked up, "Why did you get me a robe?"
Morris held her and sat her sideways on his lap, continuing to blow her, "Your Majesty, are you not used to wearing a nightgown?"
"Not really. I wore this robe when you weren't here."
Morris kissed her moist lips and said, "It turns out that Her Majesty the Queen is on guard against me and feels uncomfortable in front of me, sweetie. You treat me as an outsider."
Navina held his face and said, "I recently learned a new word on an overseas short video app, which is particularly suitable for describing you."
"What?"
"Green tea, sometimes you talk in a pretentious way, in a tea-tea way."
"I only pretend to be nice to Her Majesty the Queen. I just want Her Majesty to pay more attention to me. Doesn't Her Majesty the Queen like me like this?"
"I like it." Navina blinked. Okay, he had her in his hands.
"Then why is your Majesty uncomfortable in my presence?"
"Why? Sorry." When she slept with him, she liked to put her legs on him. She felt so beautiful when she raised her legs.
Morris teased her without stopping to blow dry her hair, and when he was done he put the hair dryer away, reached his palm into her waist and squeezed her soft waist, "I'm sorry, that's probably because we didn't kiss enough, and we weren't close enough."
Navina grabbed his wrist, "You just want to take advantage of me."
"Sweetie, I'm your fiancé whom you admitted yourself, this is not taking advantage." Morris bit her cheek gently, it was cool and soft.
After spending so much time with her, he unconsciously became a bit like her, and he wanted to bite her too.
"Your Majesty, you smell so good." He kissed softly on her neck, causing her body to tense slightly.
Navina lowered her eyes and happened to meet his gaze. His eyes were filled with lust and slightly burning. "Your Majesty, will you wear a nightgown in front of me from now on?"
It should be easy to solve and convenient in the future.
"Okay, put your hand out." His hands were restless.
"No, Your Majesty, you can also touch my abdominal muscles." He held her waist and pressed her into his arms.
"I won't touch you. If I do, you'll get easily excited."
"I can get excited even without being touched, as long as I'm facing you." Morris held her head and kissed her.
"Hmm..." Navina snorted softly and closed her eyes with trembling eyelashes.
Morris pushed open her lips and kissed her deeply, pulling down the belt of her nightgown with his fingers and caressing her soft waist with his palms.
The skin that came into contact with the air was slightly cool, which was very different from the temperature of his palm. Navina's cheeks flushed, her body went limp, and she couldn't help but show her fangs.
The hand on her waist used a little force, and Morris pulled away and kissed her lips, "Your Majesty, you can bite me if you feel itchy."
Feeling his impulse, Navina bit his shoulder unceremoniously, and her body trembled slightly against his chest.
Morris' eyes were slightly red. He bent down and kissed her cheek from time to time. The warm kiss lingered on her beautiful neck, leaving a few red marks on her exceptionally white skin.
Navina shrank her shoulders, but he held her back. She let go, kissed the wound on his shoulder, bit his neck and drank a sip of blood.
After letting go, her voice softened, "Morris, you always provoke me, what if I can't help but make you drunk?"
Morris pressed her shoulders down a little, "Your Majesty, aren't you feeling whether I am weak or not?"
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