Mistress, I Was Wron Chapter 44

Chapter 44

Dongfang Wanyu felt like she was going to go crazy, the person she dread of so much was now pulling her hand close to her hot face, standing up from the tub naked, her other arm was wrapped around her neck, and hugging her with all her strength.

She desperately told herself to look away, but her eyes couldn't help but dart down.

"Seventh sister, I'm so hot."

Dongfang Minghui's entire body clung into her arms, right now she felt the cool feeling of the other woman's body so comforting that she imdiately and intolerably rubbed against her as a way to relieve the burning passion inside that had nowhere to erupt.

Dongfang Wanyu gulped, she felt a fire burning within herself, if the other woman continued to rub against her like this, she couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't do sothing to her.

"Ninth Sister, what's wrong with you?"

She pushed the other person away from her with all her might, then wrapped a sheet around her.

The other person's skin was as red as a lobster, and her whole body slled inviting, but her eyes were tinged red, and she was rubbing her face painfully against the blanket.

"What you just slled before should be sothing that aids people in their lovemaking, probably a sort of aphrodisiac." As Dongfang Wanyu was at wit's end, Qing Mo explained.

Dongfang Wanyu imdiately rembered that just now in the room, Dongfang Minghui had held a small porcelain vial for her to sniff, "If that's true, why am I fine?"

No, actually she was not really fine, why did she suddenly also feel like she was getting hot all over her body as well

"How about a random trip down the street to find two guys?" Qing Mo teased.

Dongfang Wanyu ignored the other party's banter, she directly tied Dongfang Minghui up with a sheet, stuffed her on the bed, opened the door and walked out, soon, a servant brought in four wooden barrels, two filled with cold water and two filled with ice.

"Ninth Sister, I'll have to trouble you a bit."

Dongfang Minghui was already going insane from this aphrodisiac, and when she was held by Dongfang Wanyu, she pasted her entire face on the other person's face, not caring at all and rubbing against it, face to face, the corners of her lips always were opening and closing panting.

"Qing Mo, I'll need to block your vision for a while."

"Good."

A barrier was imdiately erected in Dongfang Wanyu's sea of souls, shielding his sight.

"Seventh sister" Dongfang Minghui purred in a hot and gruff voice.

If Dongfang Wanyu could still endure this, she would really need to be a saint.

"Ninth Sister, you brought this on yourself!"

Dongfang Wanyu's sweat dripped straight down her forehead, her deep black eyes had an obsessed look as she glanced with impatience at the opposite party's face.

"I want."

"Do you know who I am?"

Dongfang Wanyu had her face to herself and saw a pair of cloudy, yet confused eyes that were reflecting her own face. But yet she knew that right now the person in her arms just wanted pleasure, and whoever could satisfy her, she would show that look.

Those eyes that were originally pure were now filled with dewy-eyed lust.

For a mont, Dongfang Wanyu's entire body's heat receded cleanly, and she embraced the person in her arms and kissed her intimately.

"I'm not going to be able to do anything about it