The person beneath him was made to laugh by the brief kiss, which frustrated the man Fu Heng. He took the beautiful lady's lips and kissed her hard, holding his breath. Yutang felt uncomfortable and scratched her body with her hands, tearing off her pajamas.
He bit down on the shoulder and hooked his legs with his jade feet. This move undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. Fu Heng kissed the beauty's lips until they turned red, and moved down the neck to attack the city.
In a short while, their clothes had all been taken off, and the goose-yellow gauze curtain covered the bed. The two of them hugged each other tightly under the brocade quilt, "Tang'er, do you know, you are so beautiful." Their chests were touching each other, and they were numb everywhere.
He lowered his head to kiss the soft and tender spot on his wife's chest, took the red cherry into his mouth, and sucked from light to heavy. He heard the sound of the person under him squealing in his ears. Fu Heng seemed to be inspired and became more and more unrestrained.
He slid a hand down from his waist, stopped at a private area and pressed it lightly. Yutang subconsciously closed her legs and was about to escape. "Tang'er, be good, I will be gentle and won't make you uncomfortable.
"
After coaxing her for a while, she relaxed a little. Fu Heng suddenly took Hong Ying into his mouth again. The person under him was shocked and his legs had already collapsed. A pair of jade feet tightened around his waist. He pushed himself up hard.
With Yutang's "anthracene" sound, the two became truly intimate and merged into each other's bones. Their unforgettable love reached its peak at this moment...
In the gauze tent, I don’t know how much time passed until the rooster crowed at dawn. Fu Hengfang hugged his beloved wife and fell into a deep sleep. Jiyue felt uneasy and had no sleep all night. When she got up early in the morning, she went outside the room to listen to the sound. There was no sound for a long time, and she held her chest and sighed with relief.
He said in a tone of voice, "Huh, it's okay. There's no movement now, which proves that the young master and young Fujin have already played the piano and the harp. It scared me..." There was a sudden pain on his shoulder, and Ji Yue immediately froze on the spot, holding his head in his hands.
He begged for mercy: "Young Master, please forgive me, it's all... Fujin ordered this slave to do, it's none of my business!"
Zhuang Fujin coughed twice in a mistress-like manner, "Shhh!" Ji Yue felt a chill behind her, turned around silently, lowered her head and said: "Fu...Fujin, scared...scared this slave to death."
"Bah, bah, it's Chinese New Year and you don't shy away from talking about things. Come with me and move to another place before you talk. Don't disturb the good fortune in the house."
"Let me ask you, how did you go about what you were told yesterday?" Ji Yue scratched her little head, "All the Hehe powder given by Fujin was put into Young Fujin's soup, but when the slave came into the house yesterday to take a look,
, Young Fujin's whole body feels hot and his face feels as if it's burning. Nothing... nothing will happen to him!" Zhuang Fujin smiled with satisfaction, "What do you know, little girl? It seems like this medicine is really good.
Yes, if the prediction is good, we will hear good news in the spring of this year!" Jiyue pursed her lips and glanced at the master secretly, with a look of helplessness on her face, and she kept praying in her heart: God bless you, but the young master must not
Punish me!
At three o'clock in the morning, Fu Heng woke up with satisfaction. He gently pulled his arm out from under his beloved wife's head, stretched out, and felt a burning pain in his back. He put on his pajamas and looked in front of the mirror.
The red mark was extremely eye-catching, and he shook his head, with a smile on his eyes and brows. His beloved wife was really not easy to mess with. After a brief wash, he saw that the person on the bed was still sleeping soundly, so he became interested and picked up a bag.
A strand of hair teased the tip of her nose, and Yutang frowned in her sleep and turned over to sleep.
Fu Heng was about to give up, but when he got up, he heard his wife shouting out while half asleep, "Hongli..."