Yan Mubei picked up Lin Qianqian, turned around and walked out of the cloakroom.
After taking a few long steps to the bed, he gently put her down.
Then the man's body gently pressed down, and small hot kisses fell on her face, one after another.
Lin Qianqian kissed him back actively and passionately, her lips looking for each other, and they locked in a kiss.
As they kissed, Lin Qianqian felt suffocated in her chest, and a feeling of suffocation surged up.
She pushed the man on top of her and let out two soft moans.
Yan Mubei let her go and chuckled, "Can't you stand it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Lin Qianqian, whose face was pale, covering her mouth with her hands and burping.
Yan Mubei was confused and was about to ask her if she was feeling uncomfortable when Lin Qianqian suddenly pushed him away hard and quickly climbed out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.
"Wife?" He was stunned, and quickly followed, only to see Lin Qianqian kneeling in front of the toilet and vomiting.
Yan Mubei〒_〒.
Is his kissing that bad?
It actually made my wife feel sick to her stomach.
He stepped forward, pushed back her long hair that hung in front of her body, and gently patted her back.
After vomiting for a while, Lin Qianqian seemed to have vomited everything in her stomach, and she sat on the floor panting.
Yan Mubei put down the toilet seat, pressed the water button, and then picked her up from the ground.
Standing in front of the sink, he gave her a glass of water to rinse her mouth with.
"What did you eat at the banquet tonight? There should be no stale food." Yan Mubei frowned and analyzed the reason why his wife was vomiting: "Or was there a cold wind when we came back?"
Lin Qianqian shook her head, leaned against him uncomfortably, and rubbed against him in a particularly sultry manner.
The man's heart naturally hurt when he saw it, and he carefully wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth with a tissue. He asked her a few more words, but she still shook her head.
He had no choice but to carry her out of the bathroom, sit on the sofa, and then walked into the tea room to pour warm water.
After Lin Qianqian drank warm water, her stomach felt much better.
I don't know if it was because she had vomited, but she felt a little tired and lay on the sofa not wanting to move.
Yan Mubei saw that her face returned to normal and she seemed to be fine, so he picked her up and walked into the bathroom again.
I put a tub of bath water in and wiped her body carefully.
Perhaps because she was too tired, Lin Qianqian had already fallen asleep when Yan Mubei took her out.
The man wrapped her in a bath towel, returned to the bed in the bedroom, gently dried the water drops on her body, and then brought her pajamas to put on.
Some of the ends of his hair got wet during the shower, so he wiped them gently with a bath towel. When the hair was almost dry, he took the book and gently fanned it to dry it.
After fussing for more than half an hour, he finally got the little woman done, and then he walked into the bathroom to take a shower.
When she came out again, Lin Qianqian turned around and rubbed towards the other side of the bed.
He usually lay there, so she probably looked for him to rely on in her sleep.
He took off his bathrobe, found underpants from the closet and put them on. He put his upper body naked on the bed and gently pulled her over and hugged her.
A comforting kiss fell on her face, and she slowly fell asleep.
…
The next day, Yan Mubei woke up as usual. He stayed in bed for a while, while Lin Qianqian still slept unconsciously.
Knock, the bedroom door was knocked gently, and Colin's little head poked in.
When he saw his father looking at him, he rushed over quickly.