"Jinglue is not another man...he is...he is...ah..."
As if punishing Haiyue for not paying attention, Sikong Jingqiu suddenly grasped her slim waist and pushed forward hard.
"It doesn't matter who it is! You just need to look at me carefully and intently now!" Sikong Jingqiu ordered forcefully, occupying every inch of her body arrogantly.[
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Her whole body was covered with thin beads of sweat from the two intense fusions of water and milk. Haiyue wanted to get up and go to the bathroom to wash off, but her body felt like it had been run over by a big truck, unable to move at all.
She tried to sit up with her arms, but failed several times. Before she even had time to get up, she collapsed limply between the bed quilts. In addition, her lower body was pressed tightly by Sikong Jingqiu, which made it even worse.
It's impossible to get up...
Sikong Jingqiu had a proud smile on his lips, lazily watching her struggling under him, but he was not willing to reach out to help her.
"Still laughing! Let me get up quickly, I have to take a shower!" Haiyue stretched out her hand and hit him weakly.
"Shall I carry you?" Sikong Jingqiu suggested kindly.
"No, get out quickly!" Haiyue yelled at him feebly.
If he continues to maintain this posture, I don’t know when he will wake up again!
She was almost paralyzed from exhaustion. Now she just wanted to take a bath and have a good sleep. She no longer had any strength to cope with his overly strong desire.
"Okay. Since my wife has given me the order, I will..." Sikong sighed regretfully, as if he wanted to torture her on purpose, and withdrew from her body at an extremely slow speed, falling to the side while murmuring.
Said to himself, "Tsk, what a pity...I wanted to do it again..."
"Damn pervert!" Haiyue sat up with her arms propped up. After scolding him, she stood up and was about to go to the bathroom to wash away the gunk all over her body. Unexpectedly, as soon as she stood up, her legs went weak and she fell back down.
On the bed.
"What's wrong?" Sikong Jingqiu immediately sat up and supported her body.
"It's not all your fault!" Haiyue hit him, "I told you to control yourself..."
"It's better that I carry you..." Sikong Jingqiu stood up, picked her up by the waist, and walked into the bathroom with a grin, his expression showing no sign of repentance at all.