C11

"No, this is my favorite."

Zi Yan cried. Fortunately, her clothes were only damaged at the buttonhole.

"Remember, your surname is Zhuo. From now on, you can only listen to me. If I don't like it, you are not allowed to wear it in front of my eyes."

Zhuo Weitong said coldly.

"You're so annoying."

Zi Yan said timidly while looking at Zhuo WeiTing with tears in her eyes.

"Sucking back your tears, I don't want others to think that I'm bullying you."

Zhuo Weitang's large hands reached out to touch her without a trace of politeness.

It was his duty to impregnate her, and of course he would not miss every opportunity.

"I'm not feeling well."

Zi Yan knew she had no reason to reject him, but after last night's madness, her body felt really uncomfortable today.

"It's good that you're used to it."

Zhuo Weitong saw Zi Yan's small resistance as a temptation with ulterior motives, and with a few words of coaxing, he bent down to kiss those slightly pale lips.

"Mm …" "Don't..."

Zi Yan twisted and turned. She was truly uncomfortable, because being pressed down like this was extremely uncomfortable and depressing.

"Woman, you weren't like that last night. Take out your enthusiasm from last night."

Zhuo WeiTing didn't allow Zi Yan to refuse. His lips had a faint mint taste as they moved down her collarbone. The new kiss covered last night's love mark.

Zi Yan wanted to cry, but she was afraid that Zhuo Wei Ting would get angry, so she endured it. Her hands nervously grabbed onto the sheet, allowing Zhuo Wei Ting to create waves of heat waves on her body.

Although that uncomfortable feeling was quickly replaced by a sense of joy, she bit her lips to prevent herself from uttering that embarrassing sound.

"Woman, can you have a normal reaction? Don't be like a dead fish, don't think that I like your scrubbing board figure very much. If it wasn't for the mission of succeeding the family, I wouldn't even want to look at it."

Seeing Zi Yan suppressing her instinctive reaction, Zhuo Weitang said viciously.

"I didn't, I …"

Zi Yan bit her lips in grievance, tears flowing out all of a sudden.

"You have to spoil the mood, don't you?"

Seeing that she was really crying, Zhuo WeiTing had the urge to take her for his own.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what to do."

When Zi Yan saw that Zhuo WeiTing was truly angry, she was slightly afraid.

"Just like last night."

Zhuo Weating sighed. He felt awkward, as if he was in a teaching bed.

"I don't remember."

Zi Yan did not dare to look at Zhuo WeiTing. Last night, she had been given medicine and was in a daze. She really could not remember.

"OK, then don't do anything. Follow your instincts and close your eyes. Don't resist me."

Zhuo Weitang was a little helpless as he looked at him with his pair of large pure eyes, making him feel very much like a pervert.

Zi Yan closed her eyes and felt a warm kiss on her lips. She instinctively wanted to reject it, but Zhuo Weitang's lips forcefully opened her lips … It was now, without enough time to think, following his gentle and deep kiss, Zi Yan's tense body slowly loosened up.

It was different from last night. Today, the little girl seemed especially shy, but he liked it.