The man pressed down on her waist, leaned down, and sank his entire body...
He thrust completely, regardless of whether she could take it.
"Ah!" Moo Huantong's legs stiffened, her lower lip bitten with a shallow mark of blood, the pain almost making her faint, "Get out..."
Mo Beiyan propped himself up, rubbed her waist, feeling rather comfortable now, "If you cooperated with me, would it hurt like this? You're the one seeking trouble."
"..."
Indeed.
He wasn't wrong... Waiting here foolishly for him was seeking trouble.
Actually, Huantong herself couldn't understand why she was waiting for him here.
Moo Huantong spread her legs, with Mo Beiyan pressing against her, moving rapidly, the man enjoying himself, his upper body showcasing enticing lines, while Huantong's head lightly bumped against the wall...
Even with each collision, she didn't feel pain.
No idea how long had passed, Huantong suddenly spoke, "Mo Beiyan, why did you come back to find me?"
