Damn! The ruffian who was addicted to her turned out to be a big boss

Chapter 314 Husband~Don’t… (2)

"Honey, please don't! My belly is getting bigger and bigger, it's really not suitable for doing that, please... please don't..."

Zhou Yi begged while protecting her fake pregnant belly.

Mo Ziheng frowned slightly, and his tone became cold:

"I've checked online, it's OK during the second trimester! It won't harm the fetus!"

"If you're really worried, you can stand with your back to me! That way it's absolutely safe!"

This bastard is determined to have sex tonight! If this wasn't Africa, with Zhou Yi being so shy and hesitant, he would have gone out to find another woman to have sex with.

But this is Africa, and black girls really cannot arouse Mo Ziheng's interest. Compared with black girls, although his wife is pregnant and many postures are inconvenient, she is still far better than them!

Mo Ziheng approached Zhou Yi and was about to take off her skirt.

Zhou Yi dodged and had to use the same trick again:

"Why not, why not I kneel down and help you..."

"No!" Mo Ziheng refused outright. Zhou Yi had helped him several times before, and Mo Ziheng felt that it was too monotonous and boring to keep doing that!

There has to be a new trick today!!!

Faced with Mo Ziheng's persistence, Zhou Yi's nerves tensed up. She now regretted so much that she shouldn't have talked back to her mother-in-law just now.

Even if she screamed her throat out now, her mother-in-law probably wouldn't care.

But Zhou Yi still tried her best to refuse loudly, hoping that the mother-in-law next door would hear her shouting and come over to stop Mo Ziheng for the sake of her unborn grandson.

But Nangong Rou was really upset at this moment, and she was so hard-hearted that she covered her ears and pretended not to hear.

Now Zhou Yi is in the middle stage of pregnancy, so there is no risk in having sex with her husband. Nangong Rou is an experienced person and knows this very well. She ignores Zhou Yi's requests and lets her son torture her tonight.

Zhou Yi thought she was doomed now. The fake pregnancy would definitely be exposed tonight!

But I never expected that when I was at the end of my rope, there would be a new way out.

At this time, the indigenous chief actually came knocking on the door!

If it was someone else knocking on the door, Mo Ziheng would never open the door at this critical moment. After all, he was burning with desire and needed to vent his anger on Zhou Yi.

But the voice outside the door was that of the indigenous chief, so he had to open the door because he had to rely on the indigenous chief during this period of refuge.

"Damn you, Black Charcoal Slag, why bothering me at this time!"

Mo Ziheng complained in a low voice with an unhappy look on his face, and went to open the door.

"It's so late, Chief, do you have anything else to do?"

The native chief had nothing to do at all, but after seeing Zhou Yi, he couldn't stop thinking about her in his mind and heart. As he walked, he came to the guest room arranged for Zhou Yi and Mo Ziheng.

Passing by the guest room door, he heard Zhou Yi begging, and guessed that Mo Ziheng was forcing Zhou Yi.

Driven by greed, the native chief shamelessly knocked on the door to disturb the couple's legal sexual intercourse time.

Mo Ziheng looked at the native chief in confusion.

The native chief coughed twice and quickly wrote the script:

"Oh, I brought the natives to greet you today, but my wife hasn't greeted you yet. Please come to my reception hut, Mr. Mo. I will let my three wives entertain you well."

Three ladies?! It seems that life for black people is not as difficult as everyone imagines! Men here can have multiple wives!

Mo Ziheng looked at his watch and declined.

"It's so late, let your wife go to rest!"

But it was hard to refuse the kindness of the indigenous chief, so if Mo Ziheng didn't go, it would seem pretentious and rude!

In desperation, he had to follow the native chief to meet his three wives.

By the way, Zhou Yi was also invited to go with him, but the native chief said to Mo Ziheng:

"Your wife is pregnant. She must be tired from all the traveling and singing and dancing! Let her rest!"

Only then did Mo Ziheng let go of Zhou Yi's hand.

Zhou Yi had just breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment the native chief gave her a mysterious and covetous look, which made her nervous again.