Chapter 129

Emma shyly bit him, vaguely denying: "I didn't scream..."

In fact, it didn't hurt, but Luxstay intentionally "numb" a voice, in his mouth still obeying him, "Okay then, you don't cry, it's me with a dark mind."

Emma was indeed deceived, heartbroken to kiss the place where he was bitten by him.

Luxstay found the right opportunity to ask: "Not angry?"

Emma looked up at him, shook her head, her face red, her arms wrapped around his neck, kissing his throat—his sexy spot, breathing out a mouthful of hot air, driving Luxstay crazy.

"I, I want to do it with you, right now."

The big lump in the groin reacted so honestly, Luxstay reluctantly maintained his rationality: "I'm hurt."

"I don't care," Emma couldn't help it when she refused to reason, did not master the threat of others, "I have to do it, or I will get angry."

"That's okay, you can't make my treasure angry."