Mu Liang's fingers skillfully undressed her. He didn't forget to plant kisses on her naked body and leave some marks.
Mu Lan let out a soft moan which boiled his blood. Their bodies writhed together when she suddenly said, "After Yan Su makes a decision, let's hold our wedding."
Mu Liang paused as he was about to enter her. He deeply looked at her with full of lust. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you sure?"
Mu Lan was breathing heavily. A droplet of sweat rolled down from her forehead to her left temple. She said in a trembling voice, "Haven't we waited long enough?" She was eager to be his.
Mu Liang leaned forward and kissed her lips. After tasting her, he said, "I'm not worrying about time. I want you to recover your memory of China and make your feelings clear. What if you regret marrying me later?"
