Chapter 30.3 - Who Are You? (3/3)

Her lips were brushing his face, her hands were running over his arms and his waist, her breasts were rubbing against his chest, her abdomen was pressing his rampant manhood back and forth, her slender legs were grinding his legs, and even her lovely toes were gently scratching and teasing him. Song Mo felt as if he had been thrown into a raging fire, while she was the demon condensed from flames, wanting to melt him.

His body was gradually becoming out of control.

Before the last trace of reason disappeared, he grabbed her waist to keep her from moving. “Jinzhi, don’t say that. I’m your uncle. That’s something only a husband and wife can do.”

Tang Huan nibbled his ear. “Really? Then, what are we doing now? Uncle, Jinzhi only has you in my heart. My heart belongs to you, as does my body. If you don’t take me tonight, I will never have the face to see you again. Or do you want me to leave, or let me die… Take me, Uncle. Jinzhi has been dreaming about Uncle every night, dreaming that Uncle would use your big thing to bump into me… Uncle, that felt great. Uncle…”

She moved down slowly, her fingers deftly untying the rope of his trousers and touching him. “Uncle, look! Your- ah!”

Before she could finish her sentence, he grabbed her shoulders and flipped her over. When Tang Huan’s soul recovered from the familiar pain, Song Mo was already thrusting inside her with ragged breathing. That ruthlessness and sense of urgency… Those who didn’t know would think he was fighting to the death with someone!

What happened to the good uncle, who even felt distressed when his niece frowned? What happened to the shy uncle, whose hands even trembled when he examined her wound?

Tang Huan was in so much pain that she didn’t even have the strength to cry.

This again!

Him pressing down on her without warning again, and him barging inside her roughly again!

She had seen right through this man! Regardless of his identity or temperament, Song Mo was a beast by nature!

Tang Huan wanted to beg him to slow down, but she was stubborn. She clutched the bedsheet and bit her red lips, holding herself back from making a sound. She deserved this. She was the one who had set her sights on a beast with a cold exterior and a beastly heart. She was the one who wanted to ‘pick’ him. She would endure the pain and quickly move on to the next dream. When the nine dreams were over, let’s see how she would deal with him!

Song Mo hadn’t intended to be so rough. It was just that her words and actions were too torturous. He didn’t even know what he had done. He only knew that if he didn’t come in, he would die.

After plunging in and out of her a few times, the uncontrollable beast in his body seemed to have found a vent. After the fierce beast had left, he regained some consciousness. The bright moon hung high outside, and moonlight poured into the room like water. He saw her deeply furrowing her brows and biting her lower lip. She seemed to be in a lot of pain, and tears were streaming down her face.

“Jinzhi…”

Feeling distressed and scared, Song Mo didn’t dare to move anymore and wanted to leave.

Tang Huan smiled and raised her leg to prevent him from taking it out. “Uncle, don’t go. Your niece is very comfortable…”

She didn’t look comfortable at all. If anything, she appeared even more pitiful.

Song Mo couldn’t help but lower his head to kiss her and her tears. “Don’t cry, Jinzhi. It’s Uncle’s fault, but don’t worry, since Uncle had done this to you, I will treat you well in the future. If you are willing, Uncle will bring you away from this place. Let’s live somewhere where no one knows who we are. Uncle will marry you… Jinzhi, are you willing?” He could still reject her before this, but now, he must take responsibility.

“Uncle is so good to me.” Tang Huan opened her eyes and looked at him affectionately, but she was stunned by the sight of him.

This man was far too good-looking. Under the dim moonlight, the advantages of the man’s facial features were all revealed. He had long eyebrows, luminous eyes, a handsome face, and the tenderness in his eyes made him even more attractive. And not only was he handsome, but he also had a fantastic body.

He was right inside of her, so big…

Tang Huan caressed the man’s stunning face, lust gradually taking control of her mind and making her body hot. She had already suffered a loss from being hurt by such a good-looking man. Wouldn’t she be stupid if she let the pain continue?

She looked at him and cried, “Uncle, you hurt me…”

Song Mo was extremely guilty. “I-”

Tang Huan pulled his head down and sent her chest to his mouth.

From now on, she was an animal trainer, teaching this wild beast how to please her.

In their most passionate moment, she wrapped her arms around his neck, straddled his lap, and matched his rhythm. The man closed his eyes wholeheartedly, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid as he was about to cum.

Tang Huan also ushered in the white light from the intense pleasure.

“Uncle, how does it feel to enter your own niece? Wasn’t it wonderful?” She hugged him tightly, looked him in the eyes, and asked with a coquettish smile.

Those words…were not like something his niece would say.

But it stimulated him to want her more.

Without pausing in his movements below, Song Mo frowned at her. “Don’t talk nonsense.”

Tang Huan’s eyes were enchanting, and she shook her hips harder. “Song Mo, doesn’t it feel wonderful to fuck your niece? Then, what are you doing now? Mmm… L-look, you are working so hard that you’re about to kill your beloved niece. Song Mo, Uncle, haha, never mind uncle, even if you are Jinzhi’s father, I can still seduce you to bed, because…you are a beast dressed in human clothes!”

“W-who exactly are you?”

Song Mo squeezed her waist and wanted to stop, but Tang Huan raised her hip and sat down forcefully. She watched as he groaned with his eyes shut, but immediately opened them again to look at her. When the white light hit, Tang Huan gave him a lazy and flirtatious smile. “I’m your beloved niece, Uncle, hahaha…”

Song Mo didn’t believe her.

Tang Huan knew that he didn’t believe her. This time, she didn’t close her eyes and kept staring at him, her gaze provocative and sarcastic, until her vision blurred and his face faded away…

Let’s meet in the next dream, Song Mo.

The author has something to say: Err…who should I light a candle for?

Haha, we will start the third dream in the next chapter. The Song Mo in the first two dreams is relatively simple and honest, but the next one is not so easy to fool!

Stay tuned: Pretty widow vs Cold butcher!

That being said, the first one is Donor Song and the second is Uncle Song. How should the butcher be called? Scratching my head…

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