qin mo continued, his gaze landing on he huan's face.
her face was a little red, and her short hair was wet with sweat. he found her particularly pleasing to the eye. it proved that she was his, his wife and woman, a woman that he could f * ck as he pleased.
If he wanted to go, he would.
Even though it only happened once or twice a year.
however, after being caught by qin mo once or twice, he huan would definitely lose a layer of skin even if she didn't die. it was normal for her to be locked up in bed for three days and three nights. she didn't know how many times she had been caught tonight, but qin mo still seemed to be very interested.
He Huan almost crawled out of bed and went straight to the bathroom, slamming the door loudly.
Qin mo didn't mind. He would be coming later anyway.
