514. Chapter 511 Going towards the collar of the woman
All night long, she could only vaguely remember that before going to sleep, the man seemed to have embraced her in his arms. That familiar and stable embrace made her sleep peacefully and securely.
Perhaps it was the deepest night's sleep I've had in a while. The dark curtain was drawn away, the warm sun rose, and it seemed that I was still in a deep sleep.
The originally silent bedroom suddenly heard a muffled sound.
I saw that Leng Xuanhan, who had been sleeping soundly before, woke up with a burst of pain.
Leng Xuanhan felt that his head was still a little groggy, and the pain in his shoulder gradually made him wake up.
After waking up, I seemed to feel the soft and warm touch in my arms.
There was a faint flash of light in his groggy head, and all consciousness suddenly recovered. He opened his still somewhat blurred black eyes, and looked down slightly.
Tian Lingxin's elegant sleeping face came into view, and she rested her head on his uninjured shoulder and arm.
However, she didn't know what she was dreaming about, as her other hand was firmly grasping his injured shoulder.
No wonder I slept very comfortably all night, but this morning I was woken up by an inexplicable pain.
Leng Xuanhan took a breath and endured the pain!
Fortunately, Tian Lingxin let go of his hand after a while, but he seemed to be uneasy and kicked away the quilt.
This woman's sleeping appearance has never been very good...
Leng Xuanhan, who had felt pain from being held by her just now, felt as if he had been given an analgesic when she kicked off the quilt.
His eyes had returned to deep darkness, and he was staring straight at the scenery in front of him, unable to look away.
I saw that the woman's nightgown was loosened and the collar was torn half open. It was looming. This early in the morning, it was really an incomparable torture for the man who had lost too much blood and was weak.
Leng Xuanhan felt as if the inexplicable impulse in his heart was tickling him, forcing him to slowly raise his injured hand, just as he was about to explore the white plumpness of her open neckline.
However, at this moment, the woman in her arms suddenly kicked off the quilt, and along the way, she touched the wound on the man's abdomen.
Leng Xuanhan couldn't help taking a breath of cold air, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Sooner or later, this woman's hands and feet will be tied up to see how she kicks and scratches.
However, just as this thought came to his mind, he felt a pressure coming from his abdomen, and then a plain hand circled around him.
Before Leng Xuanhan could see what was going on, there was another faint gasp.
Not because of the pain, but because... it's so damn comfortable...
The warm sun outside has risen, refracted through the half-closed curtains, illuminating the bedroom where there was a constant sound of gasping.
What I saw on the bed at this time was a harmonious and somewhat hot scene.
The man was lying naked and upright, and the woman on top of him, with her breasts half exposed, was half straddling the man with one hand and one foot. The long white leg exposed from under the nightgown was pressing under the man's abdomen.
Location.
The long arm was also wrapped around the man's neck, and his fair cheek was pressed against the man's chest. His warm breath was so sultry that it made the man's heart beat faster and his blood rise.
Because of his patience these days, the man suddenly became a little obsessed!
He couldn't care less about the pain caused by the pressure. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he moved towards the collar of the woman's clothes...