Chapter 63_2

Mu Hanxia was laid on the bed by him.

"No... don't!" she croaked. But in the blink of an eye, her mouth was sealed by his. She was too weak, in his arms, she really was too weak. He pinned her hands and kissed his way down from her face, first undoing her blouse, freely taking what he desired. His lips ignited every hidden fire, torturing her silently and fiercely.

Her mind was in total chaos. Yet deep within her body, there seemed to be another intense, rampant impulse. She too wanted him, wanted to entangle with him until death, disregarding everything else. She wanted to vent fiercely, for this irresistible yet unyielding life.

She stretched out her arms and held him tight. Lin Mochen's body paused, his eyes dark and unreadable. He removed her pants, and his suit jacket was already off, leaving only his disheveled shirt. He began to kiss down along her waist, audaciously intimate. Mu Hanxia trembled slightly all over, wanting yet wanting to flee, her hands clenched into fists.