Chapter 22 (1/2)

Because her kiss made him feel.

Mo Yan an laughed and replied seriously, ”of course I know. I want to kiss you and do it with you.”

She thought, rather than be sold to a rich old man by the Mo family, so spoiled, it is better to give the most precious things to the handsome man in front of her!

At least he has helped himself, in her eyes, he is still her benefactor.

If really want to lose, then she would rather object to him.

She was willing to face him.

”Want to do it with me?” An Tianhao narrowed his eyes and was surprised and throbbing in a calm expression.

”Yes, I want to do it with you. I'd rather give it to you than to someone who makes me sick.”

Mo Yan'an's eyes twinkled, and once again he fell down on an Tianhao. Her kiss was very strange, almost someone was rushing around.

This time, instead of pushing her away, an Tianhao pressed her on the sofa and began to kiss her intensely. His kiss was so overbearing that he seemed to kiss her to suffocation.

His clever tongue, constantly licking every corner of her mouth, his every action is stimulating Mo Yan'an's brain.

Mo Yan an in the face of such a strong offensive, did not choose to give up, but desperately learn his movements to cooperate with him.

His mouth has a very fresh smell, which makes her smell very comfortable, but slowly, she can't resist. Maybe he kisses too much. Mo Yan'an only feels his tongue is numb and his mouth is full of his smell.

Just when she was about to die, an Tianhao finally let go of his mouth.

He looked at her red and swollen lips, and then moved his lips to her earlobe. He bit his earlobe gently and felt numb all over his body.

”Are you sure you want to do it with me?” An Tianhao's deep and sexy voice rings in her ears, full of charm.

Mo Yan'an tightly pulled her skirt, closed her eyes, and said to him almost tremblingly.

”Yes, I'm sure.”

”Then don't regret it.”

An Tianhao glanced at the tears in the corner of her eyes, took her back to his room and threw her on the bed. Then his body pressed up, and his unique masculinity invaded him. Mo Yan'an didn't dare to open his eyes all the time. He just grasped his skirt nervously and didn't dare to move. His body was also very stiff and could not handle it at all.

An Tianhao tried to touch her sensitive parts, trying to let her relax, but her brow was still tight.

Mo Yan'an waited for him to come. However, when she thought he would take the next step, suddenly he stopped. There was silence around him. She could feel his breath away from herself.

She opened her eyes and found that an Tianhao was sitting beside the bed, without a trace of affection. Desire, it felt like the person who had just kissed her deeply, was not him at all. He seemed not to have the slightest interest in her.

Mo Yan an sat up and just looked at him quietly. Because she was dizzy, she could only support the bed with her hands, so she could barely keep herself from falling down.

”Why not continue?” After a while, Mo Yan an asked faintly,

an Tianhao looked back and saw clearly that he had a trace of anger in his cold eyes.

He seems to be angry.

But why should he be angry?

”Why? You don't really want to do it with me. ”