Although Su Cen closed his eyes, he could clearly feel Shen Mohan's gaze, and his face turned redder...
Shen Mohan slowly opened Su Cen's slender and straight legs. The touch of her skin made him breathe harder. He suddenly kissed Su Cen's lips and rushed in with all his strength.
As he spoke, it was like a motor equipped with a perpetual motion device that moved tirelessly...
Su Cen's sobs and suppressed sobs deeply stimulated every nerve in him.
At this time, Shen Mohan's eyes were piercing red, and he could clearly feel her softness tightly surrounding his hardness, squeezing him...
Shen Mohan roared and gasped, his big hands holding Su Cen's small waist hard, as if he wanted to melt into Su Cen's body...
"Woo... Shen Mohan, be gentler and slower..."
Shen Mohan growled: "Cen'er, my Cen'er, I can't slow down, I really want to kill you like this."
"Ooooooo, Shen Mohan, you are a bad person..."
"Cen'er, my Cen'er, I am a bad guy, but you are the wife of a bad guy."
Shen Mohan groaned, turned her over, let her lie on the bed, and rushed in from behind her.
"Damn it, Cen'er, I'm going to die."
Su Cen felt a golden light flash before his eyes, and began to contract violently. One hand tightly grasped the sheets under him, and the other hand grabbed the man behind him randomly.
Shen Mohan laughed softly: "Cen'er, you are so inferior!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his hardness was so stimulated by the contraction of her softness that he almost lost his strength.
Shen Mohan let his passion go and collapsed on Su Cen's body with a low roar, his hot water irrigating her buds.
He closed his eyes, rested comfortably on her body, and gently parted her hair, revealing her charming little face.
"Cen'er, you are such a beauty, God gave me Shen Mohan's treasure!"
Su Cen was so tired that he couldn't say a word, so he collapsed under him and fell asleep.
Shen Mohan knew that she had reached the limit of her physical strength. She took a deep breath and jumped up from the bed: "Good boy, Cen'er, don't sleep yet. I'll wash you..."
Su Cen helplessly allowed him to take a bath, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Shen Mohan hugged Su Cen and rested for a while. He tried to move the arm he was resting on, but Su Cen muttered and refused to let him move.
Shen Mohan couldn't help but smile happily and kissed his wife in his arms. It seemed that this little thing had begun to rely on him unconsciously. This discovery made Shen Mohan very satisfied.
Finally able to get out of bed, Shen Mohan walked out gently, closed the door to the room, and went downstairs.
Unexpectedly, I bumped into Xu Jian on the second floor who was also coming out of the room. Both men laughed.
"Shameless! Promoting obscenity in daylight!"
Shen Mohan said with an evil look on his face: "Don't tell me you're not!".
Xu Jian: "Jianren, you old man, one day is one day, one day is one day."
Shen Mohan was startled, then laughed, "Brother-in-law, I advise you to take it easy. After all, Qingqing is not alone now..."
Xu Jian gave Shen Mohan a hard punch: "What does it have to do with you to punish someone?!"
"Brother-in-law, it's none of my business. I'm just worried about Doudou's younger brother..."
The two grown men both laughed.
Su Cen woke up slowly. The spring in Hong Kong is beautiful, with blue sky and blue ocean. When you open the window, you can see the sea and sky in the distance connected together, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Shen Mohan went out to work early, and Su Cen sat alone on the flower bench in the yard, holding her textbook and preparing lessons. She had never expected that this home in Hong Kong was so beautiful, quiet and elegant.
There was the sound of a car at the door. Xu Jian and his wife came back from the hospital after checking their health.
The two walked over, and Su Cen quickly stood up and said with a smile: "Qingqing, you are tired, come here and have a rest."