"Are you planning to force me?"
Morgan Sanders's eyebrows furrowed tightly, but a faint smile flitted across his eyes.
"Of course, you can also choose not to get hard!"
Morgan Sanders: "..."
A woman who had never been in a relationship or had a sex life actually managed to say this with brazen confidence. Morgan Sanders almost knelt down to worship her—he really found raw talent here. How had he never seen this hooligan side of her, apart from her sharp tongue!
"If you're going to force me, then my resistance is useless!" Morgan Sanders gazed deeply at the woman's blushing cheeks and cooperatively tore open his shirt, revealing his fair, muscular skin inch by inch in front of Mia Rowen. A voice laced with a light smile escaped from the man's mouth, "Since resistance is futile, I'll just have to enjoy it!"
He added at the end, "Go ahead, I'm ready. Considering you're my wife, I won't charge you with marital rape!"
