"Well, I'll set you free, and tomorrow morning, I'll let you go."

Mo Chuan took a deep breath, a turn over pressure on her body, tightly staring at her eyes, "but tonight, you are mine."

Her light and light nodded: "you are the king of a country, a word, a deal."

His heart was full of pain.

In her heart, he and she only trade, no feelings?

Is her blood really cold?!

"Good." He spat out a word.

She no longer spoke, slowly raised her arm, hook his neck, that cold face showed a faint smile, like a bud flower opened petals, let him have a moment of absence.

He lifted his hand, took off the mask, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Instead of dodging or resisting, she tightened his neck and closed her eyes.

The lips and teeth are entangled.

If she used to be water, then this night she became a fire, burning him, releasing all the passion in his heart.

He hugged her tightly and kissed her hard, again and again, as if to die. His lips fell on her eyebrows, eyes and lips with burning pressure.

She could hardly breathe, but she held him closer until there was no gap between them.

It was an unreserved night, and she really let him do what she wanted, as she said.

Happiness like fireworks up the sky, and then slowly scattered.

It was the best night of his life and one he would never forget.

When all the happiness had returned to peace, she lay in his arms, and though tired and feeble, she turned and turned her back to him.

"It's not light yet. Our agreement has not yet expired." He took her by the shoulder and made her turn to face himself.

Her forehead was still glistening with sweat, her chest gasped slightly, but her eyes were closed.

"Well." She answered softly, but did not open her eyes.

He once again covered her body, lips close to her lips, she obviously had no strength, but he did not want to let her go.

Because she wasn't his at dawn.

If it is not enough, it should not be enough!

He had already known how to make her happier, and he wanted her to remember the night and remember it as much as he did.

Her wheezing began to intensify, sweating like rain, frowning tightly, like pain or happiness.

"If you are happy, call it out." He whispered in her ear, his teeth biting her earlobe.

Her face was flushed and almost bleeding, her eyes were covered with mist and she bit her lower lip.

"Call, my name!" His breath was as rapid as hers, and his heart was pounding in his chest.

"Mochuan." She cried out, and at the same time closed her eyes tightly, and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

He bent down to kiss the tears on her face. He tasted the light bitterness and saltiness on the tip of his tongue. His heart was full of emotion, and his eyes could not help but feel the mist of tears.

"Ning'er, are you happy?" He hugged her, pitifully pulled the quilt, covered him and her.

"Happy." She gasped, the heat had not dissipated, and her cheeks were still red.

She didn't want to cheat him or herself.

He did give her happiness that she had never felt.

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