It seemed that it had been too long and it seemed more and more precious. Qiao Ye lingered between her lips and teeth, and he felt like he was lost and didn't know where he was. He was surrounded by her physically and mentally, but he couldn't catch it.
"Yunshu, Yunshu..." He kept whispering her name, kissing her skin inch by inch. The two young and hot bodies fit together, and the curves intertwined.
She stared back at him, her eyes pure and misty, sinking deeper and deeper with him.
He pulled her hand that was covering her chest to the side of the bed and held it down on the bed, kissing down her collarbone. His hot lips and tongue traveled over the plump areas on both sides several times, causing her to break out into a thin layer of sweat.
She smiled coquettishly at his teasing, and felt that such a sacred moment, like a reunion after a long absence, should be taken seriously, so she quietly cooperated with him.
Finally, his tongue stopped at the pulsing spot on her neck, feeling her increasingly intense heartbeat. Without hesitation, he approached her last piece of small, thin material, carefully removed it and threw it off the bed.
Her breasts rose and fell with her breathing, one hand was pressed to one side, and the other hand was placed on his back, nervously grabbing his solid back.
His heart was beating faster and faster, and he groaned in his throat. He couldn't help the soreness in his lower abdomen anymore, spread her legs, and thrust his waist into her warmth.
The pain that filled her instantly brought her back to that painful night. Her hands around his back suddenly tightened, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
Qiao Ye raised his head from her tense and trembling body and saw her in fear and pain. Thinking of the shadow left in her heart that day, he felt so distressed that it was hard to breathe. He pulled out and held her tightly in his arms.
Unable to be held tightly in his arms, her tears moistened his chest. She bit her lip to hold back her emotions, but she still became more and more sad the more she cried.
Qiao Ye's heart felt like a knife. She was in a situation like this. No matter how gentle he was, he would cause her pain. In her low cry, he blamed himself and said: "Yun Shu, it's my fault. I didn't protect her well."
You." There were countless what-ifs in his mind, but they were all powerless. The thing had happened, and it was still tormenting her today.
She threw herself into his arms, crying uncontrollably, and choked with sobs: "Husband, Shen Ce asked me not to cry anymore, but I can't do it. I'm really in pain." Xiao Yichen has been doing happy and relaxing things with her these days.
She tried hard to make her forget the pain and pretend it was nothing, but until the most sensitive part was invaded, all the pain rushed into her senses unavoidably. Only then did she realize that painful memories
It's so profound that it can't be erased at all.
He didn't dare to hug her tightly. He wanted to see her naked but there was no trace of lust. He was all distressed. He reassured her: "It's okay. I'll stay with you. Everything will be fine." He stroked her back gently with his palms, and the butterfly bone was slightly dented.
hand.
She burst into tears again, looked up at him, and struggled: "What if I can't forget?" Then he couldn't be happy with her, and the two of them could no longer enjoy the same happiness as before.
Qiao Ye brushed the hair stuck to her cheeks for her and chuckled: "No, I will make your mind and body full of the marks I left." His big palm reached her chest,
It covered one side of her plumpness.
She was so amused by him that she burst into laughter, and pushed his hand away angrily, "I hate it."
His palms changed positions, but they were still rubbing on her skin. The ribs could be faintly touched on her sides. He whispered: "You seem to have lost weight." On the lake blue sheets, her black hair was
Her hair was scattered and intertwined, her body was white and smooth, and every inch was lovable. He didn't know where to start.
When he is wearing clothes, he always has a reserved and restrained aura. At this moment, he is also naked, but he is indescribably gentle.
Xie Yunshu raised his hand to touch the scar on his chest, and said sadly: "You are the one who has lost weight. All the fat on your belly is gone, only muscles are left." Even without movement, those muscles were revealed one by one.
He smiled and asked, "Isn't it good? All that's left is muscles." Don't girls in general like their boyfriends to have muscles?
She shook her head dejectedly and muttered: "No, I like meaty ones." She couldn't help but want to ask him, Qiao Ye, what's wrong with you? I thought you were indestructible and nothing could leave a mark on you.
, why do I still lose weight, and why do I have so many scars?
His big palm went down, pinched her buttocks, and said with a smile: "Well, I also like fleshy places."
"I hate it, where are you putting your hands?" She hurriedly pulled his hand away and held it in her hand to prevent him from moving any further.
He lay flat with her and said with great interest: "Hey, what were you causing trouble before I came back?" It was a pity that he could not witness her going crazy.
She kept silent. She looked out of control. She replied: "Nothing." She raised her hand to fiddle with her hair twice out of habit.
Seeing her unable to hide it, Qiao Ye smiled and leaned close to her cheek, "The living room is in a mess, and the servants have been scolded by you so much that they hid, and you still say it's nothing?" That's why Shen Ce could face the collapse without changing his expression.
He made trouble with her.
The crime scene hadn't even been cleaned yet, so she couldn't explain herself. She lowered her head and murmured: "I was quite excited at the time."
He hugged her proudly and said with a smile: "I see that Shen Ce took care of you very well." He didn't know how he did it.
As soon as Xie Yunshu heard about it, she felt angry in her heart and said dissatisfied: "He is so strong, I am like a little pet in front of him, how can I dare to mess with him." And not only did he have skill and strength, he also told her
He said a lot of profound words that she didn't understand, and seemed to convince others with his virtue.
Qiao Ye said with satisfaction: "Well, I just want you to meet more vicious people so that you can know how good your husband is." With this comparison, she should be able to know how good he is.
She raised her chin and retorted: "He's not evil, he's quite nice, and he even gave me a saber." It didn't look like a knife, but looked like a work of art.
He looked sideways at her complacency and asked, "Why did I give you the knife?"
She didn't know how to relay Shen Ce's words. She turned over in hesitation, lying on the bed with her elbows propped up on her stomach. She rolled her eyes a few times and stammered: "He said...he said that if you bully me in bed, I will use
With the knife on your neck, I can do whatever I want to you." After saying this, I couldn't help laughing.
Knowing that she was making it up, Qiao Ye turned over and pressed on her back, immediately pressing her tightly against the big bed. He kissed her earlobe and said, "Is this what you mean by bullying?"
She screamed in fright and struggled with her limbs, but she could not escape his suppression at all. She said angrily: "Don't make me angry, I really pulled out the knife!" Where did the knife come from? The butterfly was still there.
It's on the sofa in the living room downstairs.
He saw that she was out of breath and it was too hot to touch her naked body, so he turned over, lay down next to her, and said: "Just make it up, Shen Ce is not that kind of person, I gave you the knife to defend yourself."
Yeah." The reason she made up was so bad that she could use it in bed.
