He growled low and suppressed, and his chest muscles and six-pack abs formed a solid meadow that could not be shaken at all.
Looking at her pink and tender toes that were arched one by one, his eyes were instantly on fire. He moved faster. Apart from the low moans and gasps, the only sounds left in the room were the low sounds of sweat beads and the slapping sounds.
sound.
Qingwu felt ashamed as she listened.
The numbness below penetrated the skin and slowly surged up from the tips of her toes, sweeping over her like a huge wave.
"Ah...Ling Yansen, I..." She didn't know how to express this strange and unfamiliar uneasiness and anxiety to him.
Ling Yansen leaned over and placed his big hands on her round body like a swing in the air. He kneaded it like dough to enhance her excitement. He moved erratically and whispered in her ear, whispering, "Call me Ayan."
,I like listening to."
"Ah...ah...well...I can't stand it..."
In the extreme trembling, the charming Ayan did not cry out in the end. Her body instantly became as soft as boiled cabbage, and she couldn't even lift it up. She could only press her chest against the bed and breathe greedily.
.
From behind, the snapping sound was even louder as he bumped into her forcefully, making the sound of water surge into the sky. She felt him getting bigger and bigger, stretching her more and more bulgingly.
Both of them are waiting for the last moment to explode.
Ling Yansen sped up his movements, but still didn't dare to go deep, so he had to bury half of it in, vigorously rubbing her pink flesh back and forth.
Qingwu tightened her grip on the sheets, holding on to him tightly, unconsciously tightening her grip on him.
Hearing his gasps, each sound stronger than the last, she felt a faint sense of accomplishment. She felt that he was in the palm of her hand, rising and falling with her movements. He was hers.
"Ah Wu, you are so bad, you are so bad!"
He gritted his teeth secretly, but he could only grit his teeth and gasped rapidly, the frequency getting faster and faster.
Finally, a second before they arrived, white light was already flashing in front of their eyes, but Ling Yansen damned it stopped, very suddenly, so suddenly that Qing Wu was very dissatisfied.
"Damn it!" Ling Yansen pushed her hard, causing her to tremble.
"What's wrong?" Qingwu felt that the piece of sheet was about to be bitten by her. She was not willing to give in. She arched her buttocks back, grinding against him and leading him into the urn.
"Ah Wu," his teeth were chattering, obviously he couldn't hold it in any longer, "I...um...can I cum inside?"
"..."
"Damn it, I forgot to check this!"
"..."
"But I can't bear to quit, what should I do, Ah Wu?" He was like a child in a dilemma. Her buttocks, as white as flour, looked so pretty and delicious, and he really couldn't help it.
Qingwu was so stunned by him that she originally hoped that he would finally cover her head.
"Well...oh...otherwise you should...ah...call Dr. Mai...ah!"
"oh!"
The last scream was so loud that the walls trembled. His hard thrusts and careless spraying caused water stains to splash all over her lower body, which had been numbed by his long friction. She could no longer hold back the shivers.
, climb to the top with him.
Ling Yansen refused to come out. It was obvious that his thing was already weak and was being squeezed continuously by her tight muscles. It was retreating one by one, exposed in the air.
He leaned forward and kissed her frosty white back softly and lovingly, while she was still trembling.
Qingwu was as lazy as a fish that had been floating in the waves for a long time. She just wanted to lie down, her arms were numb, but she didn't dare to move until he came out of her body.
In his ears was his terribly wet ‘Ah Wu’, making endless noises.
On her back, in addition to his kisses that were denser than water, there were beads of sweat, and...she didn't know, but judging from the excessively hot temperature, it should be the liquid secreted by his tear glands. It was huge and heavy,
One by one they hit her back, burning holes one by one.
He is obviously doing such a happy thing, and he looks very happy, but, Ayan, why are you crying? Did you think of anything unhappy?
Qing Wu never asked this question.
She knew that there must be something pressing in his heart. He didn't say it, and she didn't ask. She just stayed with him silently, tolerated him, and made him happy.
After a long time, Ling Yansen picked her up and went into the bathroom to put some water in. Since she couldn't take a bath often, he took a bath towel to wet it and wiped her gently, very carefully.
Qingwu was very satisfied, nestling in his warm arms, keeping her head down, not looking at his face, afraid of seeing the circles in his eyes.
After wiping her body, Ling Yansen quickly carried her back to the bed and covered her with a silk summer quilt. Then he went to the bathroom with peace of mind, took a quick combat bath, and then came over to hug her and lie down.
Both of them sighed softly.
After taking a bath, her limbs felt like they were being scratched, and she felt extremely comfortable. Although she was very tired, Qingwu couldn't sleep. She arched her elbow and poked him, and heard him humming in a low voice.
The response of not sleeping.
"What's wrong?" Ling Yansen asked in a low voice when he saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time.
She shook her head, and her hair as smooth as chocolate rubbed back and forth on his wheat-colored skin, causing him to dodge for a while.
Listening to his low laugh, she also laughed, feeling that this situation was like a big dream, and he and she were two small boats, rising and falling in the dark, occasionally overlapping.
Together, I am afraid that most of the time, when a storm comes, it will be scattered.
"I want the doctor to take a good look at you tomorrow. I hope I didn't disturb the baby in your belly just now."
He sighed, his tone quite relaxed.
"I didn't feel uncomfortable."
"I know, I'm just worried." After a pause, he sighed deeply, "I'm too worried. There has never been anything that has made me so looking forward to and so afraid of. Ah Wu, you don't understand."
She thought she understood. He didn't mention many things to her, but he just didn't want her to worry. After all, he had considered everything for her. In fact, if there wasn't the grudge between his father and his eldest brother in the middle, the marriage would have been impossible.
It feels very safe to give him a man like him.
"I am very uneasy today. I think you are so smart that you have noticed it. Ah Wu, thank you for not asking anything."
There was something surging in his open eyes in the dark night, and no one could see it, including her who was sleeping next to him with no gap between her bodies.
How could Qingwu not understand? Maybe as a wife, she is still a little immature, but she also understands that men like smart women because they find it easier. But men don't like women who are inquisitive.
Between being smart and being sincere, she could only choose one, and she should choose the smart one that would make him happy and save him trouble.
Before going to sleep, she seemed to hear him sighing something in a low voice. She couldn't hear the exact words clearly, but she only remembered that the two words at the end seemed to read: love you.