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Chapter 1985: She couldn't help asking: Why?

He Tingyu's words were so careless that they made Mu Siyin tremble in pain...

I don’t know why I feel so sad in my heart...

The man's big hands went back and forth on her body to light the fire...

Wherever his fingers touched, fire spread throughout his body like a prairie fire.

From nibbling to comforting, the force is sometimes heavy and sometimes light, making people feel like they are on a roller coaster...



My body reacted shamefully easily...

Mu Siyin's heart was filled with conflicting emotions...

The precipitation of the past few days no longer caused the anger of those days, but because I thought too much, the two emotions were conflictingly impacting.

Shuangyue Tui was blocked by his long legs...

He Tingyu's clothes were untied at some point, and he was also naked and pressed against her body...

The familiar heat and strength cling to her, and the sense of presence is very strong.

Mu Siyin's body seemed to be gnawed by millions of ants. When she felt his fierce approach to her, she clutched the sheets tightly with her hands.

The rationality in her brain was impacted, and her desire dominated her body, breaking through her inhibitions one after another.

Is she completely ruthless, or is it true that as Qiao's mother said, she can work hard, maybe there really is that possibility...

No possibility.

Maybe maybe.

Mu Siyin's body is sinking, his consciousness is in chaos, and his brain is controlled by the body's emotions, but the contradictory impact is still fighting crazily...

The heat has arrived, and the moisture is waiting to invade.

Mu Siyin's blurred consciousness, her legs were bent, and suddenly, Mu Siyin's body slid upwards, avoiding He Tingyu's strong force.

Her whole body was covered in sweat from being forced out by him, and she suddenly opened her eyes and looked straight at He Tingyu.

There was fine beads of sweat on his face, and the hairs on his temples were soaked. Apart from his eyes becoming deeper, his breath was not as disordered as his own.

In comparison, he is too calm.

It seems that this is just a routine solution to physical desires, and it will not have much impact on emotions...

He was interrupted midway, but it was He Tingyu, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Looking straight at Mu Siyin, his big hand suddenly clasped her tightly and without saying a word, he directly pulled her back after she had moved up a little...

Facing him...

Strong attack power, obviously inevitable...

"Why?"

When Mu Siyin asked the question, he didn't feel relieved, but he only felt a little more depressed, and endless sadness grew from the bottom of his heart...

After all, she threw reason out of her mind when her consciousness was at its weakest. Dominated by the increasingly overflowing emotions in her chest, she asked questions that were not her duty to ask...

He Tingyu's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled...

The strength in his hand increased, and he was not prepared to deal with Mu Siyin's inexplicable...

"Why did I need surgery after hearing from Mom Qiao that I had a serious reaction to taking medicine?"

"Why do you treat the men around me like that?"

"Why?"

"Mr. He, why?"

Mu Siyin's eyes did not look at He Tingyu anymore. She and he were close together, and the pressure did not seem to affect Mu Siyin.

He murmured softly, as if he was talking to himself.



He Tingyu's movements paused, and the hand on Mu Siyin's waist did not loosen, but his eyes shone with an unfathomable light...

She pursed her thin lips lightly, then suddenly exerted force on her waist, and rushed in like this.

His suddenness made her suddenly wake up...

What did she just say?

His face turned from red to white, and Mu Siyin did not dare to look at He Tingyu's expression.

What on earth did she just ask...
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