When his hot lips covered her red lips, she couldn't think anymore, and could only helplessly bite her lips to avoid moaning unbearably.
Cheng Huan, to her, was more raw and helpless.
Faced with his wanton indulgence, she didn't know how to respond.
After a while, her body suddenly jumped into the air, and then she was completely thrown onto the large soft bed.
He pressed forward hard, his thin lips winding down along her neck...
Thin lips and rough hands continued to ignite the flame of desire on her white and smooth skin. He ignited the fire in her body, but he teased her and prevented her from burning completely. His deep eyes were like the sea, and underneath the calmness was
Rough waves.
The next second, her soft body was penetrated forcefully, and the unspeakable pleasure made both of them breathe rapidly.
The temperature in the room was getting higher and higher, heavy breathing and low moans came one after another, and the two fiery bodies were entangled and demanding from each other.
…
The curtains in the room were wide open, and the bright sunshine and the breeze came in.
The white gauze curtains were blown high by the wind and fluttered in the room.
I don't know how long it took, but Xia Yucheng weakly clung to Fenghao's shoulders. After experiencing the waves of emotions, her whole body was covered with a layer of alluring pink.
She was very tired, already feeling a little exhausted, and even finding it difficult to breathe.
Feeling her discomfort, Feng Hao slowed down the rhythm considerately, but had no intention of ending it. He stroked her sweaty temples, then leaned down and kissed her lips endlessly.
She was completely lost, and the last clear thought that flashed through her mind was: She might be exhausted in bed by this man in the future.
When the man finally had enough to eat and drink, Xia Yucheng was so tired that he almost collapsed.
…
The consequence of overindulgence was that he couldn't stop eating. Even when he went downstairs to have dinner, Xia Yucheng felt paralyzed all over and his head was dizzy.
"I don't think you work hard enough!" The man's voice was low, but everyone in the restaurant could hear it.
"Bang!" The bowl in Xia Yucheng's hand fell on the table, and the servant on the side quickly came over to take a look.
"It's okay!" Xia Yucheng quickly picked up the bowl again, blushing and silently picking up the rice with chopsticks.
She was almost tortured to death by him, and he said she didn't work hard enough. Moreover, did this kind of thing have to be discussed in public?
A qualified mistress or a vixen cannot be trained in a day or two, right?
What's more, she, who has always been reserved, has not allowed herself to fully integrate into a role that is not suitable for her at all.
"Don't you think it's me who is serving you?" The man put down his dishes and chopsticks gracefully and wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue elegantly. His charming eyes were full of laziness and casualness.
Xia Yucheng's head buried lower and lower, and her face was almost touching the edge of the bowl.
"Nothing to say?" Feng Hao leaned forward and stroked her hair with his hands. How could he not know that she was shy? She looked as cute as a child when she was shy, and his teasing was almost uncontrollable.
It is undeniable that Xia Yucheng can make him happy and laugh.