100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

Eleven was stunned and speechless for a moment. She felt so embarrassed that her cheeks were getting redder, and she didn't dare to look into Mo Ye's eyes. She wanted to escape, but she was trapped in his little space.

Step by step.

Saying that they were the Romeo and Juliet of the underworld was really accurate. But kiss and hug? Since when did she allow him to kiss or hug her? Eleven wanted to refute him, but she turned mute at the sight of Mo Ye's smiling eyes.

Suddenly, she felt that her waist was grabbed tightly, and her back heavily banged onto the door. Mo Ye kissed her lips deeply with one hand on her waist, and the other on her hair, plundering the sweetness between her lips.

His warm lips pressed on hers tightly, sucking and licking her perfectly shaped face. Suddenly, he broke into her mouth and savored all of her aggressively. Just like a traveler who has walked in the desert for many days without water, he desperately sucked for water greedily as if he had long yearned for it.

Eleven realized that she had lost control of her own body when she tried to resist. Her body was tightly held down by him, and there was almost no gap in between…

She felt herself blushing furiously.

Her heart was racing and she did not know what to do. She could only nervously grab his clothes.

This heart-shaking and sweet feeling made her shudder and she did not know how to respond. She could only let Mo Ye hug her passively, kiss her, tease her, and all her feelings followed him.

Together.

Mo Ye gently moved away from her lips and pressed his forehead against hers. The tip of his nose pressed against hers and his dark eyes were burning with passion. He could not breathe properly and slowly said, "Is this considered kissing and hugging? You didn't reject it."

Eleven's lips moved as she wanted to rebut. How could Mo Ye allow her to say another word? He tilted his head and kissed her lips again. This time, he kissed her even harder, so aggressively that nobody could stop him…

He was already familiar with her personality and knew how to get this beauty. This kiss did not satisfy Mo Ye. He hugged Eleven and spun a few rounds on the spot. He had already pinned her onto the black bed.

During this process, he did not let go of her sweet lips and did not bump into anything.

Eleven was a little flustered as she was grabbed by Mo Ye's hand the moment her hand touched his shoulder. He pressed her head to the side and wrapped his fingers tightly around her. His lips moved away from her and moved towards her fair and tender neck. His warm breath landed on her delicate skin and a thin layer of red appeared…

Eleven had never experienced such a soul-stirring passion and desire before. In the past, she had gorgeously pretended to flirt with others and had physical contact with them. However, her heart was as calm as water and as cold as ice, unlike now…

Her blood seemed to be boiling…

This feeling was terrifying.

Mo Ye's hand was not satisfied with just the touch from kissing. It caressed down her skin and passionately reached into her shirt…

"Mo Ye, stop!" He had grabbed onto softness, and that person was actually playing with the tip. She shuddered as though she was pulled into an even bigger abyss, but she seemed to have regained her senses and grabbed his hand hurriedly.

To her surprise, when she placed her hand on his, he used some force and overcame all obstacles. His hand landed on the softness again. Eleven's face turned red and she wished she could disappear from Mo Ye's sight…

This was a typical rejection which she clearly did not mean.

Although Mo Ye was on the verge of losing his mind to passion and his blood was screaming for her, he still had a shred of rationality left. He did not dare to push Eleven too hard.

He knew very well that he had to be patient with her. He had to take it slow and take her step by step—not force her.

If he pushed her too hard, Eleven would retaliate. He was the most afraid of Eleven retaliating and leaving in a cool manner. Wouldn't he be crying if that happened?

Therefore, no matter how much pain he was in, no matter how loudly his sexual desires were screaming, he held it in and did not dare take action. He even pulled his hand out of her shirt and held her hand instead, his body half pressing on her.

Eleven had never encountered such an embarrassing situation before. As she was pinned down by him, she could only look at his burning eyes. His eyes were as deep as ink and were frighteningly dark. She seemed to be able to see a ball of fire in them.

Eleven knew what he wanted to do, and she had undergone training in this area. The man's breathing was deep, and the hardness he was hiding was against her abdomen. How could she not know what he wanted?

However…

She resisted slightly and did not dare to engage Mo Ye too deeply. Ye Wei's example shocked her.

Most importantly, The Old Witch had once told her that her body was not suitable for being with a man. The poison would spread to him.

She did not have much time to live and she did not want to implicate him.

"Eleven, why do you reject me?" Mo Ye looked at her with his black and bright eyes as he gently pecked her lips and asked hoarsely.

"I don't want to."

Eleven gritted her teeth and pushed him. "Get up."

Mo Ye grunted and his voice made Eleven's body freeze. She did not dare to push him and could only stand still as she looked at him warily. Mo Ye wanted to laugh as she did not know how cute her expression was.

She was like a little rabbit that had been guarding against the big bad wolf.

Was he that scary? Mo Ye was in a good mood. He flipped over and did not press her down. Eleven immediately got up, but his iron arm was on her abdomen as it pressed her onto the bed.

"What are you doing?"

"You're not allowed to leave. How can you leave after you have made me like this?" Mo Ye smiled and held her in his arms still. Eleven glared at him angrily, but Mo Ye ignored her and let her stare for as long as she wanted.

"You have to be responsible for me," he said gentlemanly.

"Me? Responsible for you?" Eleven raised her pitch, feeling unbelievable.

"Okay, then. I'll be responsible for you." Mo Ye changed his words readily.

As long as she was happy!

Eleven rolled her eyes and Mo Ye hugged her tightly in his arms. "So, am I your boyfriend now?"

Eleven, "…I don't know!"

"Will you let other men hold you like this?"

"You…"

Eleven turned her head around angrily and saw Mo Ye's smiling eyes. She immediately felt that she had been fooled by him and turned angrier from embarrassment.

"It's been five years. You have to give me an official status."