Chapter 483: Feel free to give yourself to me

Qiao Mianmian's heartbeat accelerated, and there was a fever in his face.
The man's slender fingers fell on her other button and continued to untie her pajamas.
Soon, the silk pajamas with few buttons on Qiao Mianmian's body were all untied by him.
The coolness on her chest made her suddenly recover, and when she realized what he wanted to do, it was too late to stop.
"Mo Yesi, don't..."
She held down his hand that he wanted to continue down, and Bai Nen's small face was flushed, and her heart was terrified.
She is not ready yet.
Mo Yesi paused for a moment, then looked at her for a few seconds, his big hand held back, and wrapped her tender little hand tightly in the palm of her hand.
Opening, the voice was a little bit dumb than before: "Baby, I've waited a long time. Don't refuse me anymore, will you?"
Qiao Mianmian bit her lower lip tightly: "But..."
"But what? You don't want to give it to me?"
Mo Yesi's body was so tight that he had endured it from last night to the present, and stopped at such a time, undoubtedly painful and sweet torture for him.
But he still refrained from continuing, listening to her patiently.
"No..." Qiao Mianmian glanced at him quickly, a thin halo on his face, and his cheeks were hot.
Her voice was soft, thin, and her eyelashes fluttered: "I, I'm not ready yet."
"You don't need to prepare anything." Mo Yesi smirked at this reason, and her slender fingers lifted her soft jaws, and the deep dark eyes stared at her, softly, "Reassure yourself to me , I won't hurt you."
The gentleness and patience of the man gradually dispelled the tension and fear in her heart.
She summoned up her courage and looked up at him.
The face in front of me was as sharp and beautiful as a knife, and it looked a little unreasonable.
Even if I look at it every day, I still don’t get tired of it, and I still feel the heart.
Looking down, he fell on his perfect body diligently exercising. The solid muscles and smooth and attractive body lines are all exudes fatal temptations for the opposite sex.
This is a man full of hormones.
At this moment, she suddenly remembered a word-
Walking aphrodisiac.
At this moment, the man hovering above her is absolutely blind to " aphrodisiac."
Because she felt she was tempted.
"Yes, but..."
"Huh?" The man gently hooked his lips, leaned over and kissed her lips, his voice softly collapsed, "What are you worried about?"
"But don't you really mind?" Although she was fascinated and confused, but before she completely lost her mind, she looked at him nervously and anxiously, her voice getting more and more Light, "I'm not that kind of clean woman anymore, you..."
The answer to her was a deep and lingering kiss.
The man does what he does, and his powerful actions show his attitude.

Although Qiao Mianmian had already prepared in advance, it was still a little difficult for her to accept Mo Yesi completely.
The moment he broke in, her body curled up in pain: "Well, it hurts..."
Mo Yesi wheezed so badly that there was a layer of fine sweat on his forehead. The woman under him was so painful that her face was white for a moment, and he was not much better.
Although it was not the first time, she had only had a few times with him that night.