When Han Luo's grip around his member tightened, Mo Yuan realized that he made her upset before progressing to the actual act. He lovingly hugged her small waist while showering her with kisses to pacify her anger.
He then sweetly whispered, "Baby, are you upset? Don't be too rough, okay? If this little ancestor gets hurt, we can't have children in the future."
Han Luo's heart didn't sway just because he said some sweet words. Her vengeful spirit was boiling to punish him thoroughly. That way, he would beg for her forgiveness. 'I'll squeeze him so hard that he will regret doing this to me on his birthday!'
She lowered her body and the tip of his member touched her entrance. Her body shuddered, feeling the warmth of the hard dick. The swollen head of Mo Yuan's penis entered her drenched entrance.
