Ling Yan decided to try the plot of this erotic novel.
The scene in the silk cloth just now made him feel like there was a fire running wild in his body, which was irritable. He could suppress it, but the fire that he had just suppressed was stirred up again by Mu Yuan's wet and warm lips, which left a red mark on his neck.
That's easy.
Whoever made the mistake should take the blame, and whoever started the fire should be responsible for putting it out.
Ling Yan pressed Mu Yuan under him, without any effort, and pressed his whole body weight on Mu Yuan without any hesitation.
Mu Yuan's lungs were about to explode, thinking that Ling Yan was really cruel.
However, this was the first time that he was tightly attached to Ling Yan's body, and Mu Yuan couldn't help but feel distracted. He knew that he was now the meat in the lion's mouth, and he couldn't avoid it, so he stopped struggling.
Mu Yuan closed his eyes and raised his white neck.
