Marry Me Quick

Chapter 92

Su Ziyue’s mind turned blank as she called his name and forgot what she was going to say. She looked up and saw that Qin Muchen's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat. She said as if possessed, “Let's go to bed…”

Immediately, Qin Muchen raised his eyes. His dark eyes lit up as if they were on fire and it burned. The next moment, Su Ziyue was carried by him in his arms. In the dim house, Qin Muchen carried her all the way to the bedroom unimpeded as if he had night vision.

He kicked the bedroom door open and didn’t even bother to close it, and his hurried footsteps betrayed his impatience. After Su Ziyue was thrown on the bed, Qin Muchen lay down on her.

The room was dark and quiet as Qin Muchen's heavy breathing sounded by her ears. He pulled her clothes off as soon as he pressed himself on her. He thought that the buttons were too troublesome to undo so he decided to tear it.

Su Ziyue had a feeling that something was going to happen. Although the two had done it once, this was the first time they would be doing it sober. In a panic, her hand accidentally grabbed the shockingly hot body part of his.

Qin Muchen took a breath and tugged her clothes forcefully until it came apart. She could hear the buttons pop open and fall off. He had always appeared steady and self-disciplined before her. She had never seen him so impatient before so she called his name in a panic, “Qin Muchen…” Her soft voice was trembling a little, adding fuel to the fire in Qin Muchen's heart. He lowered his head and bit her chest as if to vent out his anger, causing her to exclaim.

Qin Muchen moved upward and kissed her lips again to muffle her shout. He held her hand and pulled it all the way down before placing it on himself. His eyes were filled with a fiery passion that Su Ziyue could not see in the dark night. “It misses you very much.”

When he pressed Su Ziyue’s hand on that part, she was so ashamed that she wanted to retract her hand. However, Qin Muchen didn't give her the chance to do so. He pressed her hand on his manhood tightly and kissed her again. Breathing heavily, he said, “Aren’t you going to comfort it?” As he said that, he took her hand and started fondling his manhood just like the person in the small apartment that night...

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When everything was over, it was already late at night. Su Ziyue shrank under the quilt. She didn’t even want to open her eyes, let alone speak. However, Qin Muchen’s manhood was still deeply buried in her body, so she had no choice but to say something.