She still looks good. Ziyang shook off his hand and said, "Honghong, pour me some water. I want to drink more water to keep my skin moist and tender."
Fu Hong looked at her chapped lips and knew that they were caused by lack of water.
However, he did not rush to pour water. Instead, he held her chin and chuckled: "I have better lip gloss here. Do you want to moisturize it?"
Since he came to this world, because Ziyang was pregnant, he had almost become an ascetic man.
Ziyang blinked: "Where?"
"My husband will apply it for you personally, don't worry." He said, his lips gently pressed against hers. Ziyang's mind was filled with heat, and the word suddenly flashed in her head - let's help each other!
Isn't this the legendary mutual support?
The smooth and tender tongue followed her lips, gently and delicately, sweeping in one circle and then in another circle.
Suddenly it was like being hit by an electric current.
Not to mention, after becoming pregnant, she actually thought about that kind of thing even more occasionally.
I don’t know if this is a common problem among pregnant women.
Anyway, she was really aroused at this moment, and she even felt that Fu Hong's gentle feather brushing against her lips was really not enough to satisfy her.
The next second, he took the initiative to stick out his uvula, directly inserted it, and demanded more intensely.
If you can't eat meat, it would be nice to have some broth.
Ziyang turned from passive to active. Fu Hong couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. He held her head directly and tried to seize the opportunity.
A slightly eager kiss rolled between the lips and teeth. Fu Hong's cold hands opened Zi Yang's clothes, reached into the hem of the clothes, and rubbed hard against the skin that felt so good.
The whole person seemed to be lit on fire.
Normally it was okay not to get ignited, but this time he ignited Ziyang and he laid her whole body down on the soft bed.
Ziyang was pressed against her, and she could feel a feverish swelling in her abdomen. Her head exploded, and her face became increasingly red.
"Honghong..."
"Yeah." Fu Hong pinched her chin, panting softly, and rubbed his lips against hers reluctantly: "It's really torturous."
He laughed out loud himself.
Ziyang hugged his neck, and the temperature between the two of them continued to drop.
"You move more gently, we..."
Fu Hong shook his head: "No, it's only been more than four months. If it doesn't go well, it might lead to miscarriage."
"Mommy, Mommy, I won't miscarry easily." At this moment, Ziyang suddenly heard a weak voice, but Junjun was smiling evilly.
Ziyang's eyes suddenly widened, as if she was saying to herself: "Junjun, are you awake?"
Even Fu Hong's rubbing movements on his hands were immediately followed by a pause.
He stared slightly: "Junjun is awake?"
"Mommy, you and Daddy are free, I won't be aborted," Junjun opened his eyes slightly.
Ziyang didn't have time to push Fu Hong, but her face was blue and red. She bit her lip and glared at Fu Hong shyly, and asked anxiously: "Junjun, what is Caiyuntian's treasure you mentioned? The other four treasures
, what is it again?”
""Shen Nong's Materia Medica" records that there is a special red bean in Caiyuntian. The place where it is planted absorbs the aura of heaven and earth. It blooms and bears fruit for thousands of years. The fruit is called red bean. It is red in shape and red in the heart. Therefore, red bean is the most popular.