Unintentional Pity (2 updates)

  She couldn't think much, the softness on her chest had been seized, his kiss moved from her lips to her cheeks and neck, she finally found a second expression on his face...

  Unsatisfied desire.

  "Ye Fei Mo, you're so heavy......" A warm and fuzzy brain squeezed out a sentence, blurted out, indeed very heavy, her whole body was pressed down on the sofa by him, sinking to death.

  He was taken aback, and in a retaliatory move, he applied force to her softness, warm pain bringing tears, "It hurts, you pervert."

  She grabbed the soft cushion in her outstretched hand and smashed it towards him.

  "Don't move!" Ye Fei Mo swept aside the pillow, saying in a low voice. Wen Nuan didn't listen to him, this posture was too dangerous, although she had promised him, but she wasn't mentally prepared yet.

  "Move again, and I'll take you down right now." Ye Fei's inky black eyes blazed with a fierce flame, warming him up but making his entire body feel cold.

  Dark, obscure, cold and stern, with a hint of inexplicable longing.

  Yes, longing.

  He yearned for her.

  Warmth dare not move again, under his gaze, her heart was stuffy and aching.

  He looked at the woman under him, with charming eyes like silk, disheveled clothes, and a bright red face. No matter how you look at it, she looks like she's been ravished. Men can't resist such temptation.

  A very savage impulse rose up in Ye Fei Mo's heart, wanting to tear apart her pure beauty and take a look at what kind of filthy appearance she would have after being torn apart.

  But her eyes had a faint hint of panic, which stirred up an inexplicable...

  Pity.

  This girl looks like she has a few parts that are pitiful and lovely, especially those sparkling peach blossom eyes filled with panic, just like a little white rabbit, very cute, making people want to bully her.

  Realizing what he was thinking, Ye Fei Mo's face suddenly darkened, looking extremely unpleasant. For him, acknowledging the warmth's advantages made his temper worse once.

  Here is the translation:

  "Two more chapters... I know my word count is too low, sigh... My sister is here, need to accompany her, next update will be later."

  Read - with speed, more safely!