Xiao Mo hugged Su Qiyan and threw the person directly on the bed. Su Qiyan’s mind was in chaos, and then Xiao Mo pressed him up.
Xiao Mo directly captured Su Qiyan’s lips, and Su Qiyan struggled and refused to cooperate. Xiao Mo’s hand pinched Su Qiyan’s chin and forced Su Qiyan to open her mouth.
Su Qiyan’s chin was in pain and couldn’t help but open her mouth. Xiao Mo’s tongue had already directly occupied it. Xiao Mo seemed to have eaten something. He repeatedly occupied Su Qiyan and wanted to eat her alive.
Su Qiyan couldn’t break free at all. Xiao Mo seemed to have become another person tonight, and Su Qiyan couldn’t recognize him at all.
Xiao Mo did not give Su Qiyan any chance to react, and Xiao Mo was not like before, just kissing her. Xiao Mo’s hand had already begun to pull Su Qiyan’s clothes.
Su Qiyan shouted with all her strength: “Xiao Mo, what are you going to do?”
Xiao Mo’s voice was a little breathless, “I want you, I wanted you a long time ago. Su Qiyan, I want to be your husband and your real man.”
Su Qiyan listened, as if cold water was poured on her body. Su Qiyan pushed Xiao Mo hard, but could not push away Xiao Mo’s suppression.
“Xiao Mo, are you doing this? Xiao Mo?”
Xiao Mo’s face turned red and his ears were as if he was bloodshot. “I want to wait, but I don’t know how long it will take, maybe it will last for a lifetime. Su Qiyan, I don’t want to wait anymore, I don’t want to continue waiting.”
Su Qiyan only felt that the candlelight in Wuli Temple was even darker. The open windows flew over and the wind blew out the candlelight inside the house. Su Qiyan was so cold that she seemed to be back that night.