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Du Zhu and the Empress Dowager’s Various Matters (48)

Her soft body was under him, her long dark hair was scattered across the bed, her lips red and her eyes covered in mist. She was a seductive pick.

Mu Yanjun felt his throat tighten.

He desired her.

Never had he felt such a starved need for a woman.

“What do you want from me?”

He was extremely despicable and shameless.

That gentle and elegant, kind and beautiful Jun Buyan was a fake.

He had the heart of a demon.

Bai Weiwei was pressed until her back was to the wall, “I have already been forced by you to nothing, What else can I give you?”

She could only give him so much.

Mu Yanjun’s eyes were black and deep, and a sort of heat was stirring in his body.

Suddenly his hand gently stroked her undressed thighs.

Bai Weiwei sensitively shrank, but held under him, there was really no place to turn to avoid the movement of his fingers.

When Mu Yanjun saw her withdraw he became even more irritated. He suddenly smiled, gloomy and angrily.

“Why, willing to follow a wild man despite marrying me. Is following me so unpleasant?”

Bai Weiwei blushed, “Mu Yanjun, were you watching me? You are not only a villain, but also a bad guy who broke his promise. You, you, you… are simply not a real man. “

It was ‘not a real man’ that blatantly poked Mu Yanjun’s pain.

He grabbed her by the back of the head and fiercely kissed her lips.

Bai Weiwei refused desperately, pushing back with her hands and feet.

Mu Yanjun only felt that his fury had been completely ignited.

He bit into her lip until blood seeped out, then he stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it gently.

This perverted action was teeming with an intent to conquer.

Bai Weiwei stubbornly glared at him, not complying, and not forgiving. She was dying to push him away and escape.

Mu Yanjun simply intertwined their hands. She couldn’t understand, she had been struggling so fiercely, yet their bodies only became ever closer.

Mu Yanjun had never been so impulsive, the fire in his heart, burned toward his lower body.

He had almost never experienced that place reacting, it even faintly ached.

Bai Weiwei: “…”

Mu Yanjun discovered she was distracted. When he was about to go mad for her, she was distracted.

Mu Yanjun kissed her more frantically, his eyes sullen and violent.

Bai Weiwei felt her mouth was numb and painful, couldn’t help but cry out. Her body was also nervously shivering.

Her voice evoked a feeling of insanity in Mu Yanjun. Clearly it was painful, but he still kept at her lips without giving up.

Then he whispered, “Who’s the one kissing you?”

Bai Weiwei almost sobbed, “Mu Yanjun, you are a bad guy.”

The light of Mu Yanjun’s eyes was dyed a deep color, like a raging fire, “If I were not bad, how could I keep you?”

If he were a good man, she would already be gone. To have her he must coerce her.

Bai Weiwei looked at him bleakly. Suddenly her body softened, she seemed to be resigned to her fate.

Mu Yanjun’s body relentlessly trembled, suddenly asked: “Not struggling?”

Bai Weiwei stared at him with haggard eyes, her silence acting as confirmation.

Mu Yanjun eyes also turned sad, “You are being submissive, because you’re afraid I’ll make a move on Jun Buyan?”