"You’re my fiancée, and I can’t even kiss you?" Yu Siqiao’s expression grew uglier, "You gag when I kiss you, but when you kissed before, I never threw up!"
"When have I ever kissed you!"
"Before!" Yu Siqiao looked frantic, "Don’t you dare deny it; you sneaked up and kissed , just like this!"
After saying that, he smacked his lips and kissed her tender face.
Mo Shu was stunned for a mont, subconsciously covering her face, then she roared angrily, "I never did! I hadn’t even managed to kiss you before you had thrown out, alright!"
Yu Siqiao watched her furious little look with amusent, leaning even closer and teasing, "But you still wanted to kiss , didn’t you?"
"Does it count if it wasn’t successful?"
And besides, it wasn’t her wish, it was the previous Mo Shu!
She wouldn’t want this kind of man even if he was handed to her on a silver platter!
Feeling rather stead, Mo Shu glared at him again, only to et his deep, burning gaze.
Following his line of sight, she looked down and saw a large expanse of skin exposed on her chest.
Her face flushed red, Mo Shu, annoyed, raised her hand to slap him, "What the hell are you looking at!"
However, before her slap could fall, Yu Siqiao caught her hand.
Yu Siqiao’s eyes glead, deep as a profound starry sea, watched her with a smirk, his gaze becoming more brazen, "Aren’t you dressed like this for to look at?"
A subtle fragrance lingered on her, indescribable yet damned delightful.
Worse yet, even when she cursed at him, it seed like she was seducing him, her body trembling slightly, captivatingly so.
Yu Siqiao felt a slight tightness in his body, gripping her hand even firr.
Mo Shu angrily tugged at her clothing, about to erupt, when suddenly he pulled her close, solidly into his embrace.
Yu Siqiao leaned in slightly, "I’m a living, breathing man right here, if you have any needs, just say the word, am I really worse than a fake one?"
Mo Shu’s face reddened even more as she yelled, "I’ve already told you it’s not that thing!! That really is for massages, massages!"
"I know it’s for massages."
Massages can be for anywhere, it’s not wrong to say it’s for massages.
"I..." Mo Shu’s face was red, feeling a frustrating impotence, as she fud, "Then just pretend it’s a fake one, I’ll use that, I don’t need you!"
Yu Siqiao’s face darkened, he gritted his teeth and hoisted her up.
But Mo Shu only felt a mont of weightlessness, she got scared and instinctively clung tightly to him, closing her eyes.
As if he had it all planned, Yu Siqiao’s movents were deliberate, and by the ti Mo Shu realized what was happening, she had already been pressed down onto the bed.
He lay on top of her, as if afraid she wouldn’t feel his urgency.
Mo Shu’s heart jolted, panic setting in, and she instinctively began to struggle.
But Yu Siqiao restrained her limbs, his teeth clenched as he stared at her.
His eyes looked like they wanted to devour her!
Mo Shu was terrified, struggling hard but unable to move under his restraint, speaking out in panic, "What are you trying to do, I’m telling you, I’m pregnant!"
Yu Siqiao responded, "Pregnant is perfect, it gives a chance to get close to the child in your belly, to bond and communicate as father and son."
Mo Shu was shocked, "How can you be so shaless!"
Yu Siqiao smirked maliciously, "You’re the one who said this, have you forgotten? Anyway, it won’t take long for us to bond, right?"
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