The Abandoned Daughter of the Miraculous Doctor: Killing the Demon Emperor with a Kiss

"Well, is it really you, Little Feather? I'm not dreaming, right? You are really standing in front of me, aren't you?" Mo Yao excitedly hugged Lan Qingyu's waist, feeling the body temperature of Lan Qingyu. Looking at the familiar face, his eyes reddened.

Although it was only a little over two years, these two years felt like a year to him. He could not breathe calmly for a single day, and could not stop thinking about his little feather. Every frown and smile of little feather was deeply engraved in his mind.

Lan Qingyu stretched out her fair hand and slowly stroked Mo Yao's enchanting face. Her eyes were red and her eyes were sparkling with tears. She gently and carefully stroked the face she thought about day and night. Lan Qingyu choked up and said, "Enchanter, it's me, I am your little feather. I came out of the illusion safely. The woman standing in front of you is me, your little feather, enchantress, I miss you so much!"

Mo Yao was very excited. He hugged Lan Qingyu's waist tightly. His big hands wandered around Mo Yao's back, comforting him up and down. "Little Feather, I miss you too."

"Hmm--" Lan Qingyu moaned softly, her watery eyes gazing carefully at the man in front of her. Suddenly, her eyebrows curved, and her hands tightly responded to Mo Yao. Mo Yao could no longer hold back. His thoughts had long been flooding like a tide. One more second would be torture for him.

"I love you, little feather!"

Mo Yao held Lan Qingyu's face and said earnestly and affectionately, "Little Feather, I want you, right now!"

Lan Qingyu was slightly stunned, blinking her bright and evil eyes, and stroked Mo Yao's chest with her small hands, stroking circles, making Mo Yao's eyes deeper and darker. She bit her lips lightly and said softly, "I have to..."

"It's too late, little feather. I can't wait any longer. It's now." Mo Yao hugged Lan Qingyu's waist and spun around into his own space. Like a gust of wind, he carried Lan Qingyu into his room, laid her down on the bed, and showered her with hot kisses on her face one after another.

He immediately invaded Lan Qingyu's lips and sucked on Lan Qingyu's beauty, bit by bit. Their heavy breaths intertwined with each other, and their two hearts were also tightly pressed together.

tear-

The sound of clothes tearing rang in the ears of the two men, and the snow-white skin was exposed in Mo Yao's eyes. Looking at the softness in front of Lan Qingyu, the burning flames in his eyes burned more and more fiercely.

Soon the two of them were frank with each other, naked and entangled in each other. Mo Yao's movements were rough and rough, not gentle at all.

Possessive kisses were imprinted one by one on Lan Qingyu's snow-white collarbone. The purple kiss marks added a bit of temptation to the snow-white and perfect collarbone, making Mo Yao even more excited, and he couldn't wait to possess her immediately.

"Well……"

Lan Qingyu's low moans fell into Mo Yao's ears one by one. To Mo Yao, this was a fatal temptation and a silent invitation. His seemingly gentle and strong kiss gradually turned into a gnawing, and he wished he could swallow Lan Qingyu skin and bones.

Lan Qingyu felt Mo Yao's restless body, and her face turned red again and again, "Monster..."

Mo Yao finally couldn't bear it anymore, desire was like a surging river, rushing through his body. He gently bit Lan Qingyu's pink earlobe, "Little Feather, I'm coming..."

"Ouch, it hurts..." Lan Qingyu had just groaned in pain when Mo Yao swallowed her into his stomach. The bed curtains rolled down, and her low moans and heavy breathing mixed together.