Excuse Me, I Am The Real Female Lead

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor:EndlessFantasy Translation

Having lost her sense of time, Fang Mo’er raised her hand weakly, throwing it up haphazardly. Not knowing where it would land, the skin she touched with her fingertips was burning hot and she found herself sweating profusely.

Her consciousness returned slightly.

‘The breath beside her ears continued to bum her body.

There were kisses, both light and heavy, teasing her collarbone and neck, giving her a series of overlapping stimulations one after another.

The constant trembling of her body caused her to not even be able to speak a complete sentence. And now, other than calling his name, she could not even think of anything else she wanted to say.

Her mind had gone blank, yet it was constantly being refreshed.

She raised her eyes to look at the person in front of her. His features were so beautiful.

She held his face with both hands and tried to kiss him, but he did not give her a chance to exert his strength at such a close distance.

Shi Mo was aroused by the sight of her kissing him and he responded with a deep kiss.

Fang Mo’er found that she could not breathe and tried to escape, which caused her to gradually become more alert.

Her whole body was hanging on to Shi Mo’s body. Within the depths of her body, she felt like the clouds in the sky were exploding.

Every single drop of her blood was blooming with uncontrollable and addictive pleasure. Every inch of her skin seemed to be screaming for new touches and entanglements.

Shi Mo let go of her lips and looked up at her. He could not bear to miss every single expression on her face. He was trapped in that layer of softness, completely enveloped by the warm, hot, moist heat.

He greedily enjoyed every inch of her body. Ina frenzy, he wished he could crush the pink and white porcelain doll in front of him and meld her with his bones and blood.

Fang Mo’er felt that if this continued, she would completely disperse. Her reddened eyes were filled with tears, yet she did not remember crying.

She placed her arms around Shi Mo’s neck and pleaded, “Old… master…”

Fang Mo’er could clearly feel Shi Mo’s movements stop and the change in a certain part of his body.

Her heart skipped a beat. Although this feeling was delicious, she still had to live to enjoy it. She did not want this to be the last time for her to be happy.

“Husband… Shi… Shi Mo… I. I really…”

‘When he heard her voice, Shi Mo’s eyes burned even more intensely.

‘The woman beneath him was like a deadly poppy flower. Now that this poppy flower had been soaked in lust, each one seemed to be stained with psychedelic heart flower dew which made him feel ecstasy.

He wanted her to belong to him forever.

She had to belong to him forever.

His voice was low and husky, full of magnetism. “Good girl, you’re almost done…”

Fang Mo’er was deeply aware of a problem. What a man said on the bed was indeed a lie, no matter how handsome he was.

Shi Mo looked at the person beside him, It was as if her entire body had been washed with water. Her snow-white skin was covered with traces of him, like beautiful flowers blooming on the snowy ground.

His kiss landed on her earlobe.

Shi Mo asked, “Are you going to wash up?”

Fang Mo’er did not want to move at all. She raised her eyelids slightly, her voice barely coming out, “Hmm.” However, she did not move.

Shi Mo smiled and said, “Let me carry you.”

‘When she was soaked in hot water, Fang Mo’er’s chin was placed on Shi Mo’s shoulder.

“Tfeel so bad!”

Shi Mo was speechless. Oh. His wife was actually not satisfied.

Fang Mo’er did not notice the change in Shi Mo and continued, “I’m so tired, I feel like I’ve never slept before!”

Shi Mo lifted her chin in satisfaction and kissed her lips again.

Shi Mo said, “Behave. After you’re done washing up, your hubby will hold you as you sleep for a while.”

It was, after all, the first day of the New Year. The two of them had tossed and turned, not daring to sleep for too long.

Shi Mo woke up first but did not leave the room. Instead, he stayed by Fang Mo’er’s side until he saw her gradually waking up.

He planted a light kiss on her forehead. “Wake up, little lazy cat..”