The memories of that day when they had rolled in bed came back like a tide.
"You're very beautiful, so beautiful that I ..." Ah ze lay down and hugged her tightly. He lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of her hair. His magnetic voice became hoarse.
He lowered his head and gently kissed her ear, slowly moving down to her neck. Mo Zitan was so excited that her fingertips gently stroked it.
"A-ze, a-ze." She reached out her little hand and grabbed his arm tightly.
The bed, which was suspended in mid-air, seemed to be floating. At this moment, the bed moved romantically and came to the Orchid Room. A faint orchid fragrance assailed his nose.
"Oh." He lowered his head and his sexy thin lips touched her lips. He looked at the woman under him and his deep black eyes became dark.
Ah ze's lips fell, and he was panting nervously. He reached out to hug her tightly, and his lips fell on her ear, constantly calling her name softly,""Mo Xiaosan, mo Xiaosan."