Chapter 072 Early morning with the third young master in the second young master’s bed (Play)

As expected, Li Yiyi was once again exhausted from being tossed from side to side by Fan Mohuan.

But fortunately, this man had a better conscience compared to Fan Mohan. After the end of their intimacy, he applied ointment to her cave again as well as massaged her entire body, then he embraced her as they drifted off to sleep.

The weak bones all over her body were massaged by this man with the perfect amount of pressure, and right now, her body was wrapped by his long and fine arms and legs, she was safe in his embrace. The two people were intimate and shared a close bond as their breaths intermingled. They truly seemed to be lovers who have fallen head over heels for each other.

Being aware of this, warmth spread across Li Yiyi’s heart, and this particular slumber of hers felt especially soothing.

It’s just that…

Wasn’t the temperature in the bed a bit too high?

And, it was getting higher and higher!

It was faint, but she could still feel a burning hot breath sprinkling on her ear. The man, who had originally fastened his hands onto her waist, was starting to move them up and down. His slightly coarse fingers in her belly moved up to her chest then moved below, heading between her legs and lightly stroking her down there, igniting a cluster of sparks.

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Li Yiyi suddenly roused from her sleep, and when she opened her eyes, she met Fan Moyi’s victimized eyes.

“Third young master?”

“Yiyi, you have no conscience! Last night, I was in my room waiting for you, waiting for the entire night but you didn’t come, which gave me no other choice but to visit the Second’s room to come find you. It turned out that you were fine, but after already being in my arms, you were still calling out to him! I know you like him and don’t like me!”

Fan Moyi accused her with resentment as his meat stick thrusted into her.

Li Yiyi didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry, “Third young master, you… Hnnnn~~… If you are truly mad, then what are you doing, you’re still… still doing me?”

“Because I’m so angry! I’ll teach you a lesson!” Fan Moyi gnashed his teeth as he said this. He grabbed her legs and looped them to his waist, then his root firmly sliding in and out, f*cking her c*nt into creating audible plopping sounds.

“Ah! Third young master, lighten a bit, don’t use that much force… Hnnn~~” Li Yiyi murmured, but her waist was giving itself away to him, catering to his every move.

The strength of Fan Moyi’s waist was notoriously good, and each time she made love to him, it was a prolonged war, this time was also the same.

When Fan Mohuan came out of the bathroom after brushing his teeth, he saw Li Yiyi and Fan Moyi entangled in a lump.

In this place, where they were pressed against each other the entire night, the little woman, who he had f*cked last night, who had cried out incessantly, was now pinned down by Fan Moyi, her tight cave being pounded by Fan Moyi’s purplish red rod. Her hands were gripping the bedsheets as though she was holding on for dear life, as her mouth uttered out moans of pleasure.

Especially her two hanging br*asts, which jiggled with every jolt, any person could vaguely see that the top parts were mottled with marks. These marks were Fan Mohan’s doing, but they were also the fruits of his war last night.

Fan Mohuan’s eyes darkened, and with large strides, he walked across the room and sat on the bedside, his hands capturing the incessantly jiggling milk buds and letting the hollows of his palms create friction against her cherry tips.

“Second young master, you… Wuuuu… Third young master, gentler, gentler—— Ahhh!”

Li Yiyi lifted her head to look at him, and Fan Moyi, who was behind her, was already madly f*cking her silly.

His c*ck was already wreaking havoc inside her cave for more than 10 minutes. Every thrust he made was fiercer and deeper, and this penetration made her passage tense and numb.

Not to mention that right now, Fan Moyi was also deliberately competing with Fan Mohuan. Once he saw Fan Mohuan come over, he threw himself into his thrusts, and each one would compel Li Yiyi to let out a yelp.

The stimulation was already too much for her body, but unfortunately, Fan Mohuan was acting as a spectator at the side, his hands unhurriedly playing with her br*asts. Li Yiyi truly couldn’t handle this much stimulation, causing her to climax in the presence of both men.

“Oh Yiyi, you’re so tight inside, it feels so good. I can’t anymore, I’m coming!”

At once, Fan Moyi yelled at a loud volume, his meat stick resolutely entering her passage a dozen more times before shooting inside her cave.

After achieving climax, he still didn’t pull his c*ck out and still held Li Yiyi closely, planting kisses on her.

Li Yiyi was also completely drained of energy.

She weakly leaned against Fan Moyi’s chest, her body still soaking in her recent high, slightly trembling, as her eyes grew heavy and dragged down.

But…

“No, I have to get up. The eldest young master is waiting for me downstairs!”

“You’re exhausted, you should rest today!” Fan Mohuan pressed her back down.

“But, the eldest young master…”

Recalling Fan Mohan’s cold expression yesterday, Li Yiyi shivered.

Fan Mohuan gently kissed her forehead. “Don’t worry, I’ll go talk to him.”

His mood improved tremendously from just thinking about how unsightly the Eldest’s face would be after learning this piece of information.

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