Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1125: Jun Moyan, Let’s Have a Baby

"I’m scared... you, be gentle, okay? When I say stop, you stop." Wen Xiao’ai was so embarrassed, her entire body blushing a shade of pink.

It made the ambiguous marks on her body even more tempting and enticing.

Jun Moyan felt like he was going to explode from the heat, his breathing heavy and erratic, nearly wringing the towel in his hand dry.

Seeing Jun Moyan pursing his lips in silence, his jaw clenched while watching her, his eyes appearing unusual, Wen Xiao’ai thought Jun Moyan was displeased.

She immediately knelt on one of his legs, wrapped her arms around his neck, and started kissing it affectionately: "Jun Moyan~ Let’s have a baby~"

"Last night, you were the one who said you wanted a baby."

Her jet-black hair cascaded down her back, with a few damp strands resting on the softness of her chest, with minute droplets trickling from her hair tips, trailing over her skin, continually flowing down...

"Xiaoguai..."

Jun Moyan was going crazy, his eyes becoming bloodshot.

Were it not for the concern about her physical discomfort and fear that she couldn’t handle it, he really wouldn’t have restrained himself like this.

"Jun Moyan..." Wen Xiao’ai clung to his neck, her bare body tightly pressed against him, her little mouth kissing his face coquettishly.

Jun Moyan was only wearing a white shirt, which was already soaked, clinging transparently to his body, outlining an enticingly perfect figure and silhouette.

The two bodies pressed tightly together, making it unbearable for either of them.

Jun Moyan’s whole body was tense, with one arm wrapped around her body, enduringly not responding to Wen Xiao’ai’s passionate advances.

Yet, he was too uncomfortable to push her away, also fearing that a direct rejection would upset her.

For a moment, Jun Moyan found himself in a dilemma.

Wen Xiao’ai had resolved that even if she had to endure the pain, she must have a baby with Jun Moyan, so she grew increasingly bold, persistently kissing Jun Moyan’s lips, even mimicking his kisses by probing her little tongue into his mouth.

But Jun Moyan clenched his teeth, not letting her in.

"Jun Moyan... hmpf hmm..."

Seeing Jun Moyan remaining unmoved, Wen Xiao’ai began to sulk, cupping Jun Moyan’s face with her small hands, her forehead resting against his, her nose tip touching his nose tip.

Jun Moyan could no longer restrain his body’s desire, his arm wrapped around her body suddenly lifting, covering the back of her head, then kissing her fiercely.

"Mmm..."

Wen Xiao’ai was a bit startled, but quickly recovered.

Getting a response from Jun Moyan, Wen Xiao’ai, who was fixated on having a baby, was initially happy, even responding to him with great enthusiasm, but she couldn’t hold on for long.

The towel had long fallen from his hand, Jun Moyan held her tight, continuously deepening the kiss.

His warm hands roamed over her body, the atmosphere growing somewhat intoxicatingly ambiguous.

Jun Moyan’s kissing skills became more adept each time, leaving Wen Xiao’ai, who didn’t even know how to breathe during it, with legs trembling incessantly.

"Mmm... mmm..."

Wen Xiao’ai’s hands, originally around his neck, now feebly clutched at the clothes on his shoulder.

Having been the one to bring up wanting a baby, Wen Xiao’ai could now only grit her teeth and endure.

Her body grew increasingly weak, constantly sinking down.

Jun Moyan accommodated by lowering his waist, until Wen Xiao’ai was sitting on his leg, unable to sink any lower.

They kissed deeply, inseparably, in the bathtub, and after who knows how long, Jun Moyan finally reluctantly released her.

Wen Xiao’ai lay weakly against Jun Moyan’s shoulder, her small head resting on it, her eyes dazed, gasping for breath in large gulps.