You are mine

  "You're stupid!" The young master cursed.

  But as he spoke, he wrapped his arms around her, sat up and leaned back against the sofa, letting her sit on his lap.

  With this posture, it's much easier.

  "Wait!" She pressed her hand against him and shouted loudly, as if afraid he wouldn't hear.

  "What foolish thing do you want to do again?"

  The young master frowned in displeasure, his anger was now at its boiling point and if he didn't release it soon, he would explode!

  This damn woman.

  Doesn't he know how hard it is for him to bear?

  If he hadn't been injured and didn't want to force her, he would have pinned her down and taken her fiercely.

  How could it be so good that she would use her hands to help him solve it.

  He had never been considerate of anyone before, and he was already making an exception for her.

  Lan Yimiao cautiously glanced at him, "I have a condition, if you agree, I'll help you..."

  "What conditions?" He raised an eyebrow.

  The little fool even knows how to negotiate terms now.

  "I... I want to go out for a walk, don't want to be cooped up in the house all the time, can I?" Lan Yimu said as gently as possible, trying to minimize any potential resistance.

  As expected, Huang Shaojie's eyes sank slightly as soon as he heard it.

  "What do you want to go out for? Looking for your boyfriend?" he said coldly.

  "Not... if you like, I won't contact him, but can you let me out for a walk, is that okay?"

  Her attitude was already so humble, if he didn't nod his head...

  Actually Lan Yimou also had no bottom line in her heart.

  This demon was overbearing and tyrannical towards her, how could he possibly listen to her request...

  "Good," he said.

  Lan Yimeng heard it and thought it was an illusion at first, blinking her eyes disbelievingly.

  The young master gritted his teeth and growled in a low voice, "You'd better do what you're supposed to do! If I'm satisfied with your performance, I'll agree to your request."

  "Really?" Lan Yimou's eyes sparkled brightly.

  "Idiot!"

  The young master cursed and finally couldn't bear it anymore, pressing down on the back of her head, fiercely covering her small mouth.

  First eat her little mouth to satisfy her craving...

  Then he grabbed her small hand and put it on his crotch.

  "He said like a king, 'Now you can make all the noise you want!'"

  All of Lan's voice was swallowed up by his thin lips.

  She trembled slightly and twisted her body, her small hands slowly touching his...

  The young master narrowed his dark green eyes and enjoyed her caress.

  Although still very awkward and somewhat clumsy.

  But...

  Have to say she's a clever student, last time I taught her something, she all learned.

  He praised her, and his big hands couldn't help but wander over her body.

  "Don't move around!"

  Lan Yimou protested, but he pinched her a little.

  "Ah——"

  The young master said domineeringly, "You are mine, from head to toe you are all mine. I want to move however I want, touch however I want. You'd better behave, or else I won't let you out. Did you hear me clearly?"

  Blue with foam, depressed and unable to stop.

  But thinking of his own request, he had already been too indulgent.

  Because she has to go out for a trip.

  Although she promised not to look for Han Zexuan, she had to think of a way to indirectly inform Han Zexuan and deceive him into thinking that she wouldn't be in school for the next few days, so she needed to come up with a perfect excuse.

  She didn't want to arouse Han Zexuan's suspicion.

  She was afraid he would know the whole truth...

  Although paper can't wrap up fire, ... anyway, the longer it can drag on, the better.

  Lan Yimou's heart had always held onto a glimmer of hope.

  She had heard that the young master's interest in a woman never lasted more than a month, so she hoped to hide for this one month, and when the young master got tired of her, perhaps all this could be concealed.

  Although it's a wonderful idea, Lan Yumo still naively hopes to make it happen.

  The young master smiled with satisfaction, "Not bad, this is more like it..."

  Then gradually, his breathing also became much more labored.

  The air breathed out is filled with scorching heat.

  Her face was flushed and her ears were red, she was muttering to herself in her heart, her hands were almost numb from holding on for so long, how come he still hadn't...

  "Go on, be bolder."

  The young noble's command was like a scorching breath that suddenly seized her small mouth, wrapping around her with fervent heat, as if wanting her to burn together with him.

  His rough breathing was right next to her ear, making her ears turn red.

  She inexplicably felt her heartbeat change its rhythm.

  Puffing and puffing... jumping quickly, as if it's going to jump out of its mouth.