Survival in a wooden house, the bosses’ life of pampering their wives!

Lu Xiaoli had retreated to the edge of the hot spring, with no way to retreat. He could only watch him approach step by step, his eyes full of pleading:

"Brother Mo, don't..." Lu Xiaoli tried to soften his resolve by acting coquettishly.

"Brother is here." Mo Liyuan responded gently. The girl in front of him had flushed cheeks and watery eyes. The steam from the hot spring seemed to add a bit of charm to her.

He slowly approached, hugged Lu Xiaoli tightly in his arms, and whispered softly in her ear: "Madam, you are so beautiful, I love you."

These words exploded in Lu Xiaoli's heart like thunder. She clung to Mo Liyuan, her thoughts in a mess. The three words "I love you" kept echoing in her ears.

At this moment, she is like a flower blooming on the top of a snowy mountain. Although it has not yet fully bloomed, the buds that are about to bloom already contain infinite vitality and beauty.

Although the flowers have not yet fully bloomed, they have already revealed the spring colors of the garden, which are gorgeous and charming.

A faint floral fragrance quietly penetrated into the tip of his nose. Mo Liyuan lowered his head involuntarily and gently plucked a pink petal.

Lu Xiaoli's body gradually relaxed in his arms, as if turning into a pool of spring water, gentle and lingering.

If it weren't for the strong arms wrapped around her back, she would have been swept away by the current and sunk into the abyss.

"Ah!" A strong electric current rushed to her limbs and bones, and Lu Xiaoli's body trembled uncontrollably.

"Mo...Mo..." Lu Xiaoli couldn't put together a complete sentence, and his body seemed to have lost consciousness.

Her slender fingertips ran through his long hair. She was now like a piece of driftwood on the sea, and the man in front of her was her only salvation.

Mo Liyuan looked up, with an astonishing black vortex surging in his eyes. The little guy's cheeks were flushed, and his whole body was pink.

Mo Liyuan didn't intend to tease her anymore, so he stood up and helped the little girl dry her body and put on her clothes.

Throughout the whole process, Lu Xiaoli kept her eyes closed and pretended to be dead, but her trembling eyelids betrayed her.

"Madam?" Mo Liyuan approached the person pretending to sleep. "Are you sleepy? I want to sleep with you."

Lu Xiaoli continued to play dead.

Mo Liyuan curled his lips and said, "If you don't wake up, I will continue what I just left unfinished?"

Lu Xiaoli suddenly opened her eyes, the blush on her face still lingering, yet she looked incredibly beautiful. "You dare?"

"Don't you understand whether I dare or not?" Mo Liyuan's eyes were tender yet firm.

Lu Xiaoli covered Mo Liyuan's mouth with the quilt, leaving only a pair of seductive eyes. "I told you, don't... don't do that..."

Mo Liyuan looked at her with a deadly look!

Lu Xiaoli threw back the quilt and threw herself into the man's arms, saying softly, "I'll be scared if you do that!"

Mo Liyuan hugged the nervous person and said, "Don't worry, Madam. I won't do anything to hurt you unless you want me to.

Otherwise I wouldn't have stopped just now. I would have waited for my wife to grow up, because you will be mine sooner or later!"

Lu Xiaoli was touched. After learning that she would not be forced, she touched her abdominal muscles and asked playfully: "Brother Mo, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Mo Liyuan looked at the naughty little guy with a devilish smile, then stopped the hand that was touching his abdominal muscles and slowly moved it downwards: "You'll know if it hurts if you touch it!"

Lu Xiaoli was puzzled: "Where to touch?"

"What is this?...Ah...If you keep doing this, get out of bed! Ugh, I don't want your hands anymore. My hands are not clean anymore."

Mo Liyuan chuckled and whispered in Lu Xiaoli's ear, "It's okay, I don't mind." After that, he sucked Lu Xiaoli's earlobe.

Lu Xiaoli's body trembled violently, and a strange feeling came over her. Her breathing became rapid, and her cheeks turned red like ripe apples.

Mo Liyuan's hands wandered over Lu Xiaoli's body, causing her to tremble wherever they went.

Just when Lu Xiaoli thought everything was about to get out of control, Mo Liyuan suddenly stopped.

He raised his head and looked at Lu Xiaoli, whose face was flushed, his eyes full of doting. "Madam, when you are ready, we will continue."

Then, he gently kissed Lu Xiaoli on the forehead and hugged her back to the bed.

Lu Xiaoli lay on the shirtless Mo Liyuan, and couldn't help but touch his muscular abdominal muscles.

In my previous life, I often watched other people watching short videos. My classmates especially liked to appreciate abdominal muscle dance. I took a look at it at that time and found that it was incomparable to Mo Liyuan's persistence.

Lu Xiaoli counted them one by one. Everyone said there were eight pieces, so why did I count so many?

Mo Liyuan's hoarse voice came: "Madam, you are not obedient. If you move around, you will have to bear the consequences!"

Hearing this, Lu Xiaoli's body trembled slightly, but she did not stop what she was doing. Instead, she caressed Mo Liyuan's abdominal muscles more wantonly.

She felt the solid and powerful touch, and ripples of emotion welled up in her heart.

"Madam..." Mo Liyuan's voice became increasingly low, with a hint of uncontrollable desire.

However, Lu Xiaoli seemed completely unaware of the approaching danger and was still immersed in his own world.

She even started gently poking those abs with her fingers, as if exploring an unknown territory.

Finally, Mo Liyuan could no longer endure this torture. He suddenly turned over and pressed Lu Xiaoli under him.

His eyes were filled with heat and desire, and his breathing became rapid.

"Madam, you asked for this..." Mo Liyuan murmured in a low voice.

Lu Xiaoli's eyes widened, and she finally realized that she had gone a little too far.

But at this moment, she was already intimidated by Mo Liyuan's aura and was unable to offer any resistance.

"Wuwuwu, I don't dare anymore, Brother Mo, please, my mouth hurts so much." Lu Xiaoli choked and begged for mercy.

Mo Liyuan transformed into the form of a fox god and surrounded Lu Xiaoli with his nine tails.

"Go to sleep, ma'am. I won't make trouble with you anymore." Mo Liyuan's magnetic voice came.

Lu Xiaoli was surrounded by fox tails, but she didn't feel cold at all because the air around her was warm.

She reached out her hand curiously, gently stroked the flower ornament on Mo Liyuan's forehead, and asked:

"What does this flower ornament mean? It feels so familiar, just like a flower I drew when I was a kid."

Mo Liyuan fell into recollection and said, "It seemed to be three thousand years ago. I don't know when it appeared, nor do I remember what I experienced.

According to my mother, I went through a disaster after being injured and unconscious, and when I woke up, this flower ornament was already there.

After hearing this, Lu Xiaoli couldn't help but feel very surprised. She widened her eyes and asked:

"What? Mo Liyuan, what did you just say? Three thousand years ago? Tell me honestly, how old are you?"

Mo Liyuan suddenly became nervous. He was worried that Lu Xiaoli would dislike him because of his age.

He replied cautiously, "Xiao Li, you won't dislike me because I'm too old, right? In fact, I'm already over ten thousand years old."

Lu Xiaoli smiled slightly, her eyes full of tenderness and understanding. She comforted:

“How could that be? I’m just surprised by your age. Over ten thousand years old, that’s pretty cool!”

Hearing Lu Xiaoli say this, Mo Liyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He hugged Lu Xiaoli tightly, his heart filled with happiness and satisfaction.

They hugged each other, enjoying the tranquility and beauty of the moment.