Pressed beneath the weight of the man, Qiao An was on the verge of tears, calling to the heavens and earth with no response.
She was truly about to be at his mercy.
"Ugh..." Qiao An closed her eyes, burying her head deep into his neck, inhaling his cool masculine scent, muttering, "On the first day of marriage, you're already bullying me."
Slap!
Her round butt was smacked.
Mu Jingxi gritted his teeth secretly, "Speak properly."
"You're bullying me, you're bullying me again! I hate you!"
"Addicted to playing, are you?" Mu Jingxi held her slender waist, pulling her towards him, "Just don't cry later."
Qiao An's beautiful eyes widened, "You... didn't you say you wouldn't do it?"
"I never said I wouldn't do anything else."
Pressed beneath, Qiao An was squeezed into a pitiful state.
...
The bedroom was devoid of any light, Hen Meixin pushed open the door and turned on the light by habit.
