"Do you want it?" Mo Ting gently lifted her up and placed her on the bed, holding her down from the right hand side.
Tangning opened her eyes and looked seriously at Mo Ting. At times like this, she did not try to hide her admiration and obsession with this man, "Yes...I've always wanted it and will always want it."
Mo Ting gently brushed Tangning's hair behind her ear and tore off the clothes on his body, ignoring the buttons that fell to the ground. He straightened his strong body; even at a time like this, he was like a noble and imposing king.
Meanwhile, Tangning was still the same Tangning. Even though she was pregnant, it did not skew her perfection. In fact, it made her even more attractive.
Because Tangning was pregnant, the couple could not move too drastically or intensely. So, their entangled bodies could only rub together slowly and gently...
"The gown..."
