Chapter 211: Futile resistance

Shen chengjing had been forgotten! This man was really bold. He could forget anything, but how could he forget such a glorious thing like her winning against mo chenghuan?

She had brought him glory! The boundless light was enough to light up the entire mo garden!

“Eh? Confess honestly, and I’ll be lenient. ” She threw the towel aside, reached out her hands, and held his cold and handsome face.

Mo Yancheng was pressed down on the bed by her. He resisted and let her do whatever she wanted. Weng.

“I was blind. I forgot about your honor. Please forgive me.” A certain man directly admitted his mistake when he saw her cold eyes.

When she heard that, she pursed her lips tightly and gave a light Twitch.

“Have you taken a fancy to this lady’s spoils of war? Hmm?” She did not give up and thought about the greedy look in his eyes when he looked at the hairpin.

“The author is very disdainful. Cheng, that’s not greed, it’s obviously nostalgia, nostalgia! Is that good? Your eyesight is so bad, why did Ah Chen take a fancy to you? Don’t forget the first time you saw him. Because he was smoking by the roadside and had a broken bicycle next to him, you mistook him for a loser!”

“Furen is mighty, this husband does not dare.” He raised his hands in surrender. She rubbed her body against him and straddled him on his waist, her face full of disdain.

Mo Yanchen’s raised hand slowly lowered and wrapped around her waist. He pulled her down and pressed her under him. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her with interest.”Since you want to settle the score, then why don’t you compensate for the matter of Furen abducting me back to the old estate today? Hmm?”

Shen chengjing struggled under him. Not only was her hand locked, but her legs were also clamped! It was said that men were more difficult to deal with than villains, and it was true! Her hands were not as strong as his, her legs were not as long as his, and she was always at a disadvantage in terms of height.

“It’s only right for you to go back. First, I didn’t put a knife to your neck. Second, I didn’t restrict your personal freedom. You came to me yourself. Who can you blame?” She smiled like a hooligan and sized him up with ill intentions.

Under her clear eyes, a certain someone’s eyes flickered with treachery, and his deep and magnetic voice sounded,””It’s indeed very natural. ”

He said in a low voice. He reached out and pushed her messy hair behind her back, then lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

“Ah, haha, help.” She lifted her foot and kicked his lower body. Her body was tickled by him, and she couldn’t help but roll around on the bed.

“Resistance is futile.” His low and hoarse voice came from behind her, and he reached out to carry her back to the center of the bed.

She was no match for him, and she was easily subdued by him. Shen chengjing was like a snake, slithering around. His big hand was holding her waist tightly. He looked at her struggling madly, and her hair was in a mess. His deep eyes were a little dazed. He leaned over and kissed her red lips, and his big palm went down.

“Oh.” She refused to give in and continued to struggle.

“Pa!” Mo Yanchen raised her *** and slapped her hard.

“Uncle, you hit me.” Shen chengjing protested as her little bottom was slapped. A certain man took advantage of the situation and entered the room, his faint fragrance assailing her nose.

A certain man’s idle big hands moved around her body, clasped the back of her head, and deepened the kiss.

Shen chengjing was panting from his teasing, and her body pressed against his. His thin lips sucked on her neck.

In the ink Garden, it was late at night, and the garden was filled with spring.

[PS: some people protest, saying that the plot is too fast!] Did anyone like to take things slowly? Peony was afraid that you would find it long-winded, so she sped up the plot and didn’t drag it out at all.