Ancient Eden

Chapter 92

Chapter 92

(29.3)

Mu Qing looked up at him, her voice full of supplication.

If there was a mirror right now that could allow Mu Qing to see her wretched appearance, she would die of shame and embarrassment, how would she still dare to say that to him??

But Li Mang didn’t care. Her dirty face, disheveled hair, mud-stained clothes, and her undried tear stains, all that only made his heart ache, reminding himself once again of how she had been hurt.

He held her tightly in his arms, comforting her with the gentlest words he could think of, even calling her “baby”, a term he would never have said before even if he was beaten to death, but now it was coming out so naturally, over and over again.

Mu Qing’s tears fell down again. The more he comforted her, the more she felt like crying, and in the end, she started crying so hard that she couldn’t catch her breath.

Li Mang appeared to be at a loss as to what to do. He anxiously kept patting her back to coax her and kissing her falling tears, but to no avail.

He suddenly thought of the happy expression she revealed at the end of that night when she was pressed underneath him, and he suddenly had a flash of enlightenment.

He removed her clothes, pressed her naked body tightly against his own, and then entered her.

He realized that she indeed slowly stopped sobbing, she was now just clinging to his back with her eyes closed, mumbling and whispering his name.

It was the first time he felt that having his name being whispered by her in such a voice was so pleasing that it even induced a thrill in him.

He stayed entangled with her all along, galloping her with force, listening to her screaming out his name over and over again, like she was mesmerized, until finally she was so exhausted she began to wriggle her body and whimper and beg him. Only then did he spray his own fiery heat hard into the middle of her fertile fields.

Mu Qing fell into a deep sleep in the middle of extreme pleasure and exhaustion. When she woke up the next morning, it was only then that she realized how sore her whole body was.

Li Mang was still sleeping, with one hand closely resting on her waist.

She bit her somewhat swollen bottom lip and buried her head in his arms for a moment without moving, while laughing secretely.

Being able to see him first thing in the morning when she woke up was a really good feeling.

She closed her eyes and gradually fell back into a very peaceful sleep. The extreme tension and terror of the previous few days coupled with last night’s passion had consumed too much of her energy, and now that Li Mang was by her side, she could indulge herself in a good night’s sleep as much as she wanted.

She slept until it was nearly noon, she stretched lazily and slowly until she was satisfied. Then she suddenly thought of Li Mang and immediately opened her eyes.

Li Mang was right beside her, his eyes unblinking as he watched her.

He had woken up a long time ago, but seeing her leaning on his chest and sleeping deeply, he was afraid of waking her up, so he had been watching her sleeping without moving all along. Seeing that she finally woke up, he extended his hand and gently stroked her face.

Suddenly remembering that she had cried like a miserably abandoned puppy in his arms last night, which was how he ended up making love to her, Mu Qing started to feel a little embarrassed, her face slightly warmed up, and she slowly sat up, not daring to look at him.

Li Mang laughed lowly and also sat up. He tidied himself up, and then took her clothes to help her put them on.