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049, hand or mouth

More than a month passed in a flash, and Ning Xi was discharged from the hospital. During this more than a month, she had tasted all the love and care that the Tyrannosaurus had for her, and she felt his true love with all her heart.

Just a few days after Yao Shuhua came back, she went to Singapore to inspect the situation of the subsidiary.

That afternoon, Nangong Zhan had just returned from the company headquarters. He had just entered the house. Before Chen Ma could help him take off his coat, he asked anxiously: "Where is she?"

Chen Ma covered her nose and chuckled, "Is the young master asking about the young mistress?"

"Um!"

"Oh, the young lady is upstairs!"

After taking off his coat, Nangong Zhan strode upstairs. Mother Chen shouted from behind, "Master, it's almost time for dinner!"

Nangong Zhan didn't even look back, "You guys eat first."

Mother Chen sighed. Ever since the young mistress fell ill and was hospitalized more than a month ago, the young master has completely changed. He has become less arrogant and has become a bit gentler when talking to servants like them.

This is so nice. The young couple is so affectionate and in love, so enviable.

When Nangong Zhan pushed the door open and entered the room, Ning Xi was taking a shower in the bathroom. He paused, sat on the bed and looked at the figure in the frosted glass, his eyebrows furrowed again and again.

That is a graceful figure that can easily make a man's blood boil. One more glance at this man will make him feel that his whole body is boiling uncontrollably, and somewhere, he is showing off his power even more than he can live up to.

"Shit!" Nangong Zhan cursed in a low voice, looking at a place below him. He couldn't help but get up and go over, pushing open the bathroom door.

"Ah?" Ning Xi was frightened by the unexpected person, and hurriedly covered her shameful area with her hands, her eyes full of horror.

"What's it called? It's not like I've never seen it before."

The man didn't care about her fear at all. He walked over, turned his back to her and began to take off his clothes.

Ning Xi slowly pulled off the bath towel next to her and wrapped it around herself. Just as she was about to go out, a man's voice sounded like spring water, "Rub my back!"

Ning Xi paused in her steps and languished.

"I...can I go get dressed first?"

"No!" Nangong Zhan threw the towel to her, "Come here!"

Ning Xi took the towel, fixed the bath towel on her body, and then walked over to help him wipe it.

I don’t know what’s been going on with him lately. Every time he comes back from get off work, he goes to her room to take a shower and asks her to wipe his body.

She wanted to slander him, but every time before she could say anything, he would stare back at him with his murderous eyes.

"How many months are you pregnant?" Nangong Zhan asked while arching his back for her to rub, while staring at her protruding belly from time to time.

Ning Xi's face turned pale and she timidly replied, "It's been almost four months."

"Can a four-month pregnant woman go to bed?"

"..."

"May I?"

"Azhan!" Ning Xi knew what he wanted to do, so she hurriedly whispered: "If you want, I can help you, but please don't..."

Unintentionally, she had seen his penis, which looked like he really needed it.

Her face turned red and her heart beat rapidly.

"How do you help me? With your hands, or... mouth?"

He turned around and looked at her without hesitation. They were both naked, but Ning Xi had an extra towel on her body that was in the way.

His condescension was so oppressive that Ning Xi couldn't breathe. The heat rushed directly from her cheeks to her ears, where she was almost burning with desire.

Nangong Zhan took a step forward, stretched out his long arms, and easily hugged her soft body in front of him. Her protruding belly obviously gave him an unexpected touch. At that moment, it was like an electric shock, and his whole body was numb.

The feeling is unbearable.

Ning Xi's hands subconsciously touched his chest, pitifully, "Azhan, you promised me you wouldn't force me!"

The man's charming charm narrowed, and he raised his lips and said: "Then... just use your hands to serve me well, okay?"


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