Rebirth of the Heiress Counterattack

When Mo Zifeng woke up, he wished he could find a hole in the ground and never come out.

The scenes of yesterday were all lingering in Mo Zifeng's mind.

The moment Jun Moqing was lifted, Jun Moqing pounced on him like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time.

Mo Zifeng was flung onto the bed without the slightest precaution.

In order to be realistic, Mo Zifeng had to change into the wedding dress made by Jun Moqing's mother and concubine before, but he was thrown on the bed like a woman, unable to move at all.

He felt that things happened a little suddenly, although he knew that Jun Moqing drank, but their current state...is not what Mo Zifeng hoped.

"My lord, you...you..."

Mo Zifeng couldn't even speak clearly. He felt that he was meat on the chopping board, or a delicacy in front of carnivorous animals, and he couldn't escape it.

The eyes of the beast in front of him were already shining with golden light, it must have been a long time since it had sex.

Mo Zifeng swallowed his saliva, wondering if the other party still wanted to listen to what he had to say at this time?I'm afraid it will be difficult.

"Wang... my lord... my hand hurts from you scratching..."

Jun Moqing's eyes were blurred, and he couldn't hear anything at this moment.

"Zifeng, you are so fragrant and beautiful."

The tip of Jun Moqing's tongue brushed across Mo Zifeng's face, making Mo Zifeng's body instantly stiff.

"Wang... lord..."

"Call me Mo Qing...You can also call me Qing, don't call me Wang Ye, or Husband, huh?"

Jun Moqing's low voice came to Mo Zifeng's ear, which made Mo Zifeng feel even more nervous.

Jun Moqing pressed Mo Zifeng, and began to take off his clothes with both hands. After a while, most of Mo Zifeng's clothes had been untied, exposing his white and tender shoulders and chest.

The red beans on the chest are particularly pitiful.

"Well... no..."

The red beans with red breasts were gently pinched by Jun Moqing, and Mo Zifeng groaned unconsciously, and this sound seemed to be a horn of progress, encouraging Jun Moqing to move forward.

Jun Moqing was so hungry and thirsty, he bit Mo Zifeng's Adam's apple, and then went down.

"My... my lord... no... I can't..." Mo Zifeng clearly felt that something was pressing against him, and he also had that thing.

He...he was not ready to have sex with Jun Moqing. The humiliation and helplessness in his previous life were all given by the person on his body. How could Mo Zifeng accept Jun Moqing so easily?Now Mo Zifeng is only panic and helpless.

This kind of thing can only be done with the one you love, Mo Zifeng doesn't love him.

Jun Moqing's kiss was extremely warm, but when his lips passed Mo Zifeng's cheek, he found a stream of heat left behind.

Jun Moqing looked up and found that it was tears.

Mo Zifeng cried, and Jun Moqing's alcoholic spirit was more than half awake after crying.

"Why are you crying, madam? Is it because your husband hurt you?" Jun Moqing saw that the clothes on Mo Zifeng's body had been taken off to the waist, and his body was covered with red marks. Jun Moqing was very nervous. Did it just now? I was in a hurry after drinking...

"I'm sorry for my husband, I know you're not in good health...but...I..." Jun Moqing stammered suddenly.

Sure enough, alcohol was at work, and it was almost a big mistake.

Jun Moqing did have thoughts that he shouldn't have, but he knew that now was not the time, but seeing the wronged look of the people under him, he felt inexplicably distressed.

Mo Zifeng didn't look at him, wiped away his tears, and put his hands on his chest.

He didn't know why he burst into tears, he didn't know whether it was wronged or angry.

The person in front of him is Mo Ziyu's accomplice, who once hurt him. Mo Zifeng always thought that he could live in peace with him, but he didn't know until something happened. The hatred in his heart never diminished.

Jun Moqing was very embarrassed at this moment, he was sitting straddling Mo Zifeng with his hands unknowingly where, and the person under him was so seductive to him.

"Zifeng...Are you hungry, let me get you something to eat?"

Although Jun Moqing was drunk a lot of wine at the banquet, he still ate some in the gap, but Mo Zifeng in the new house might not have eaten anything, maybe he was hungry at this time.

While talking, Jun Moqing got up from Mo Zifeng and covered him with a quilt to cover his upper body.

Jun Moqing pinched his nose and knew he was right, so he didn't say much and asked Fugui to prepare the food, while he sat on the chair and drank tea.

He wanted to calm himself down.

Neither of them spoke, and Jun Moqing blocked Fugui's knock on the door. He took the plate and said, "You don't need to serve me, you can stay outside."

After closing the door, Jun Moqing looked at the person on the bed and said softly: "Miss, get up and eat something, I miss you too, I'm hungry."

The house was very quiet that night, Fugui felt strange, could it be the prince who couldn't do it?

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Mo Zifeng was pulled back from his thoughts by the sudden knock on the door.

"Master, are you awake?"

It was Mo Li's voice.

Mo Zifeng got up and didn't see Jun Moqing in the house, thinking that yesterday's embarrassment should have kept him away.

When Mo Li came in, he stared at his young master for a long time, and Mo Zifeng was really embarrassed, so Mo Zifeng said, "What are you looking at?"

Mo Li shook his head and said nothing, but he still secretly looked at Mo Zifeng.

"What are you looking at?"

"Master..." Mo Li thought for a while and whispered, "My lord...you and...uh...yesterday..."

Mo Li really didn't know how to open his mouth about this kind of thing, yesterday was the wedding night, according to Mo Li's thoughts, the prince would definitely not spare his young master lightly, so it must be...

But when Mo Li saw his young master sitting there properly, he couldn't help but think about the prince, can't he?

"Hmm... Young master, do you still drink porridge?" Mo Li said with a blushing face.

Mo Zifeng is not an idiot, he understood what he didn't understand before, he coughed lightly and blushed and said, "It's not what you think."

"Then you and the prince..."

He has nothing to do with the prince...

"No more!"

"Oh..." Mo Li curled his lips and stopped asking, and he was even more sure that the prince couldn't do it.

Mo Zifeng didn't feel particularly good when he drank the porridge. Yesterday was the first day he could endure and excuse himself, but what about the future?

.. ......

"My lord, would you like to take a break before going, anyway, nothing will happen with Brother Lei here."

Fu Hai rushed back overnight to report the latest situation in order to reassure his master, but Jun Moqing didn't want to wait any longer.

"No need, this matter will be settled sooner at ease."

It's not just a matter of peace of mind, Mo Zifeng's mood fluctuated a lot yesterday, presumably this matter has also affected it, and only by getting rid of the evil as soon as possible can he truly recover from his illness with peace of mind...

Jun Moqing didn't want to say that he was selfish. He was too impatient yesterday, and he didn't think about whether the other party was ready, and he didn't take care of his body. That Liu said, if he doesn't take care of himself, he will leave the root of the disease in the future Yes, don't be impatient at this time.

But for a man in his prime of life, what a torment this is.

Jun Moqing took advantage of this matter to calm down and find something for himself to do, so as not to frighten someone with thoughts that he shouldn't have.

Unlike that Mo Ziyu, his people should not have experienced those things, and yesterday's reaction was normal, but he was too impatient.

"Let's go."

Seeing that his lord's complexion was not very good, Fuhai felt a little puzzled, he quietly pulled Fugui's sleeve and said in a low voice, "What happened yesterday?"

Fugui shook his head and said, "Not really, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"Hmm... The prince seems to have been kicked out of the house by the princess yesterday..." Fugui scratched his head and whispered.