He immediately swept the Feng Yunge.
Feng Yunge was still a bit stunned. Even though she had been married to Xiao Zhenting for more than three years, she was still slightly astringent. Her small hands continuously refused Mo Ziye and spoke in a vague manner.
Mo Ziye took the opportunity to pry open her teeth.
She was powerless to resist.
His heart sank bit by bit.
She felt as if she was getting more and more confused, as if her strength had been exhausted.
If Mei Jiao didn't arrange it well enough, she might be finished today.
Thinking like this, he pushed the Mo Ziye even harder.
Mo Ziye grabbed her hand and leaned forward, crushing her to the ground.
"Your Majesty..." Feng Yunge panicked. His palm was cold and his scalp went numb.
However, her refusal made Mo Ziye even more int
