Gu Nianchen's body stagnated. In the haze, he squinted at Cen Zhiqiao, but saw that her pink cheeks were covered with flushes, and she looked alluring. He let out a low growl in his throat, which then deepened.
action.
The warm palm penetrated from the chest, and his tiger's mouth had some rough calluses, carefully stroking the skin on her chest. Everywhere he went, there were lips and teeth following closely, and thin and dense kisses came all over the place.
, gorgeous flowers bloomed on her chest.
The strength of the man, the fragility of the woman, the skin that is close to each other are rubbing against each other nakedly, the fire in the body is high, the heat is unbearable, the clothes are gone, a hard object is pressed between her legs, the temperature is hot.
"Hmm -" Cen Zhiqiao couldn't help taking a breath, and a moan escaped from his mouth. It seemed that he just realized at this time that the two of them were so intimate.
"Wait, wait a minute..." She grabbed the sides of the bathtub and made a low voice to stop her.
"What's wrong?" Gu Nianchen just stood up, breathing heavily, and his lingering eyes were surging.
Cen Zhiqiao bit his lip, his breathing was unsteady, but at this time he did not forget to say another word: "You...be gentle!"
Her little hands naturally protected her lower abdomen, and her face turned red to the extreme. Gu Nianchen glanced at her, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her lips: "I won't hurt the child."
He held her earlobe in his mouth and comforted her softly. His big palm slowly moved down to cover her slightly bulging belly, and he held her hand with his backhand.
"Don't be afraid -" Gu Nianchen's breathing became heavier and heavier next to her ears. The exciting and scorching fire was close to her body, gently rubbing it back and forth, feeling her body changing little by little.
Hot, he knew that she was ready. He kissed her cheek and sighed in a rough voice: "I'm in -"
Then, I saw his waist and abdomen straighten out...
"Uh-"
The huge feeling of envelopment came over him instantly, and he couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction. He put his arms around her waist and moved slowly, but it didn't go very deep. Every move was just a small taste.
His lust-stained eyes fell on her cheeks, focusing on her expression, controlling and controlling every time, for fear of completely sinking under her sweetness.
With his movements, her body seemed to be half in water and half in fire. The unfamiliar emotions in her heart made her resist and desire at the same time. His kiss was so light, covering her body, as if it was one whole body.
, inseparable.
Waves of ultimate and unfamiliar pleasure hit her, and she finally began to slowly follow his pace and pant. Under his guidance, she slowly arched her body...
*
It was already noon the next day when he woke up. Gu Nianchen was no longer around. There was still a pleasant smell in the room. Cen Zhiqiao couldn't help but frown.
Damn Gu Nianchen, he knew she was pregnant but still dared to seduce her, which made her waist almost buckle with fatigue.
She stroked her forehead and didn't want to move, but there was a slight knock on the door: "Madam, are you awake?"
It was Aunt Lan's movement. Cen Zhiqiao didn't want to move, still lying there in the original posture, and just opened his mouth: "Aunt Lan, what's the matter?" The voice was lazy.
Aunt Lan just took a step forward: "Mr. Tong is here. I have something to talk to Madam. She is downstairs now."
Mr. Tong?
Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment, then jumped up from the bed, "Who? Tong Ruidong?"
"Yes."
Cen Zhiqiao sat back again.
"Tell him I'm sleeping and don't have time to see him."
Needless to say, he knew that he came to her because he couldn't find Mei Zi. Cen Zhiqiao didn't want to deal with it and was too lazy to see him. The most important thing was that he didn't know what Mei Zi decided now, so he couldn't act rashly.
Aunt Lan responded and went downstairs. Cen Zhiqiao just took the phone on the bedside and sent a message to Mei Zi, and then lay back down again.
Meizi bought a plane ticket and left without even telling her where she was going. Thinking about it, it was really worrying.
Just as he was thinking about it, his phone buzzed. He took it over and saw that it was Meizi's number. Cen Zhiqiao hurriedly pressed the answer button: "Meizi, where are you?"
There was a whistling sound on the other end of the phone, and Mei Zi's voice came over, but it was not as deep as expected. On the contrary, she was faintly excited, and she said: "Guess what!"
Cen Zhiqiao raised his eyebrows and was really a little confused. He didn't know how a woman who saw her husband cheating yesterday could suddenly change her mood so much. She thought she was stimulated, so she hurriedly comforted her: "Meizi, don't think too hard."
Ah, it’s not you who did the wrong thing, so don’t torture yourself..."
"What!" Meizi interrupted her impatiently: "Why are you torturing yourself? I'm not you, how could I be so stupid!"
Cen Zhiqiao choked on her words, and she trembled her lips speechlessly. Damn it, you girl, you didn't forget to tease her at this time.
But now was not the time for bickering. Ignoring Mei Zi's words, Cen Zhiqiao asked again: "Where are you?"
Only then did Mei Zi stop her joking tone: "I--"
As soon as he finished speaking, his phone vibrated. It turned out to be a picture sent by Mei Zi. When he opened it and took a look, Cen Zhiqiao was shocked: "Are you in... France?"
"Well, not only in France, but also here at your school."
Meizi's tone was a little proud, and she was also vaguely excited. It's no wonder that mod'art is the dream of everyone who studies design. In the past, when Cen Zhiqiao was studying there, Meizi was quite envious. Now her son can immerse himself in it.
The environment and the feeling are natural and extraordinary.
Cen Zhiqiao was also a little surprised. When she heard another familiar voice coming from the other end of the phone, she raised her eyebrows: "Mei Zi, you are not with Sister Zuo Wei, are you?"