He sighed comfortably, his pores opening up and clamoring with contentment.
Qiao Xia's pink cheeks were faintly flushed. Just startled, her body was extremely sensitive, and she was so pained that tears streamed down as she pushed against his chest.
"Get out, get out…"
He bullied her, actually bullied her.
"Forget it!" Mu Liang pinched her waist, lifted her up, and roughly pressed down on her neck with his hand, leaning back himself, "Move on your own."
...
Qiao Xia didn't have any strength, soft and limp, without any strength, completely scattered by Mu Liang.
...
"Be gentle, Ah Liang, be gentle…" she had Baby, such intense movements might hurt the Baby. However, her protests in Mu Liang's ears were like coquettish denials, utterly unpersuasive, with her soft hands devoid of any strength.
Mu Liang suddenly picked her up, exited the bathroom, threw her onto the bed, pressed down on her from behind, and began his frenzied plundering again.
