Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

After finishing dinner, the two did not go anywhere else, but returned to Tang Yue's house.

Inside the elevator, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere fell into an ambiguous silence.

"Ding!"

The elevator doors opened, and Tang Yue stepped out first, followed closely by Mo Xie.

Entering the password, the door opened, and Tang Yue stepped into the entryway. Just as she was about to take off her high heels, a pair of strong arms suddenly wrapped around her.

"Xiao Xie?"

Mo Xie held the full, soft body in front of her tightly in her arms, placed her hands on her slender waist, buried her head in her smooth hair, and smelled the refreshing fragrance, as if she had entered a sea of ​​flowers.

He didn't speak, but was simply enjoying the peace and ambiguity of the moment. However, his hands, which were originally on his waist, began to wander.

"Oh, little... little evil..."

Tang Yue could naturally sense the strangeness in the man's body behind her, especially his hands that were moving around erratically. Her cheeks, which were already slightly flushed from drinking, became even redder.

She blinked her beautiful eyes slightly, bit her red lips gently, and tried to suppress any strange sounds.

Mo Xie also noticed Tang Yue's unusual behavior. He suddenly opened his eyes, which were buried in his hair, freed his hands, and with a forceful movement, turned the beautiful woman in front of him around so that the two of them were standing face to face.

The next second, under the other person's puzzled and surprised gaze, his hands slid down to her black-stockinged thighs and lifted her onto the shoe cabinet next to him.

"Ah... uh!"

Faced with this sudden scene, Tang Yue exclaimed in surprise, but before she could make a sound, her red lips were covered by two lips, silencing her.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm~"

At first, Tang Yue felt a little embarrassed and annoyed. She gently patted Mo Xie's firm chest with her jade-like hand, but not with much force, which had a hint of wanting to refuse but also welcoming.

Later, she seemed to gradually succumb to the gentle kiss and closed her eyes.

Their lips parted, their breathing quickened, and their faces flushed as they looked at each other.

Suddenly, Tang Yue reached out her jade-like hand and cupped Mo Xie's cheek. After pausing for a moment, she kissed his thin lips, which she had been longing for for so long, fiercely.

Her slender arms hooked around Mo Xie's neck, as if trying to pull him closer. Her mouth attacks became rougher than the first time, her moist little tongue easily prying open his teeth and slipping inside like a water snake.

Mo Xie hadn't expected Tang Yue to be so proactive, so he responded enthusiastically, placing his hand on her smooth, black-stockinged thigh.

His palm caressed the soft flesh of her thighs; the black stockings made the touch even smoother. His fingertips gently and slowly stroked her thighs, then gradually moved upwards.

Tang Yue's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and she couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Her tightly closed eyes opened, and her intertwined lips parted.

She looked at Mo Xie with sparkling eyes, gently patted him, and said coquettishly.

"Ugh, couldn't you be a little gentler? You're hurting me."

"Uh...sorry."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie smiled awkwardly and pulled her hands out of her shirt and skirt.

Tang Yue exuded a charming aura, her brows revealing a hint of allure. She looked at Mo Xie with seductive eyes, her jade-like hand stroking his cheek as she spoke softly.

"Sweetie, carry me back to my room."

Upon hearing this command, Mo Xie immediately exerted force with both hands, supporting the round and full buttocks with his large hands, and carried the beauty hanging on his body into the room.

Tang Yue wrapped her arms around Mo Xie's neck, her long, black-stockinged legs wrapped around his waist, her entire body hanging on him to prevent herself from falling.

Upon entering the boudoir, Mo Xie casually turned on the light and gently laid Tang Yue down on the soft bed, gazing at each other face to face.

Tang Yue's long, black hair was scattered messily on the bed sheet. She hooked her arms around Mo Xie's neck, and a shy look appeared on her pretty face for some reason, which was completely different from her charming look just now. Perhaps it was because she was in her own boudoir.

It doesn't matter if it's in the entryway or the living room, since those two places are public spaces. But one's own bedroom is a private space, and this man has appeared in my forbidden area in this way!

Mo Xie looked down at the alluring woman in front of him and suddenly felt that Tang Yue had lost her usual heroic spirit and maturity, and instead seemed like a flustered little girl, which made him want to tease her.

He leaned down, buried his head in Tang Yue's shoulder, and gently kissed her neck, then her collarbone, slowly moving downwards...

Outside the window, the weather had changed slightly. A dark cloud drifted across the once quiet night sky, and a light rain began to fall, creating a layer of mist on the dry glass.

Tang Yue's beautiful eyes were brimming with spring water, her gaze alluring, and she tilted her head slightly, her pearly teeth gently biting her red lips. "Sister Tang Yue, you seem very shy, it's a bit unlike your usual self?"

Mo Xie looked up, appreciating Tang Yue's shy expression with amusement, and really wanted to take a picture to commemorate it.

Tang Yue's gaze swept over the towering mountain peaks, and she glared at the mischievous little rascal with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance, before speaking in a trembling voice, clearly annoyed.

"It's none of your business, just help me... help me take my clothes off..."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Mo Xie straightened up, took off her high heels with the hand that had been fiddling with her fingers, and easily slipped off her pleated skirt along her long, straight, black-stockinged legs.

Slender fingers gently twisted, releasing the sealed spring blossoms, one, two, three...

Just as Mo Xie reached out his finger, intending to pull down the black stockings that clung to his flat stomach, a delicate hand stopped him.

He stopped what he was doing, looked up and looked at Tang Yue, whose face was flushed with confusion.

Tang Yue held Mo Xie's hand and slowly guided it upwards, her pretty face full of tenderness, her red lips slightly parted.

"Xiao Xie, if you like, you don't have to take your clothes off."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie paused for a moment, a smile curving his lips. He stroked Tang Yue's cheek with his other hand and said softly.

"Sister Tang Yue..."

"I'm fine with whatever you like. Tonight, I'm all yours."

Tang Yue raised her hand to cover the large hand that was stroking her cheek, gently rubbing it a few times, like a well-behaved kitten, looking like she was ready to be picked.

She smiled charmingly, opened her limbs and hugged Mo Xie tightly, as if she wanted to completely integrate him into her body, or as if she was giving him encouragement.

The next second, a clear voice rang out...

"Tear!"

At this moment, the rain outside the window gradually intensified, and the strong wind lashed against the tree branches, making a "rustling" sound. Raindrops pattered against the window, gradually covering the entire pane of glass.

However, the bad weather did not seem to be abating; instead, it intensified, with thunderstorms and bolts of lightning striking down from the dark clouds.

Large raindrops pattered against the glass, leaving streaks, obscuring the view outside.

Snap... Snap... Snap!!
Through the rain-soaked, blurry window, the main lights in the room were off, with only the small lamp on the bedside table on, casting a dim, ambiguous glow that illuminated the beautiful scene on the bed.

Tang Yue lay on the bed, her slender neck stretched out, her head slightly tilted back, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, a feeling of shyness and nervousness rising in her heart. Her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, and her jade-like hands gripped the bed sheet tightly.

Seeing Tang Yue's unwell appearance, Mo Xie felt a pang of heartache. He gently smoothed her furrowed brows and spoke softly.

"Sister Tang Yue, don't be nervous. If you feel uncomfortable, you can hold my hand tightly."

As he spoke, he released her slender waist, bent down and grasped her jade-like hands that were tightly gripping the bed sheet, their fingers intertwined.

As if sensing the sense of security she received, Tang Yue slowly opened her tightly closed eyes, her eyes filled with spring water, her pupils reflecting Mo Xie's face, revealing a hint of allure.

At the same time, she changed from breathing through her nose to breathing through her mouth, her red lips slightly parted, her breath as fragrant as orchids!
Seeing this, Mo Xie's lips curled into a wicked smile, and he leaned down to kiss her tempting red lips.

"Ugh... Ugh?!"

……

After an unknown amount of time, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped in the room, and the ambiguous atmosphere disappeared.

Tang Yue was already exhausted, truly worn out, and collapsed weakly on the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

Mo Xie tidied up a bit, gently covered Tang Yue with the blanket, kissed her forehead, and said softly.

"Good night, sweet dreams."

Actually, that's enough. Continuing any further would be counterproductive and unnecessary.

Both of them were drenched in sweat, but they were too lazy to deal with it now; they needed to get some rest, even though it was almost dawn...

Mo Xie threw back the covers and slipped inside, ignoring the damp sheets, embracing Tang Yue's soft, delicate body as they drifted off to sleep together. (End of Chapter)