The rosewood bed is both beautiful and sturdy. Even if two people press hard on it, it will not make any sound. It is reassuring and practical enough, and you will never be embarrassed by all kinds of strange noises.
When the big red wedding tent was put down, Mu Yunhan's eyes suddenly darkened, and her warm breath blew her eyelashes.
Gu Fenglin pressed on her, supporting the bed board with one hand, and carefully caressing her cheeks and lips with the other.
She was actually a little drunk, so she couldn't help but raise her face to cater to him, and whispered in a low voice: "I haven't taken off my makeup yet."
"But I'm hungry." Gu Fenglin's eyes were burning, and with a slight twitch of her hand, all the hairpins on her head were thrown to the pillow.
A head full of green hair poured down, covering the brocade pillow.
Mu Yunhan's starry eyes were half-opened, and her fleshy lips were slightly open, with vermilion lipstick still remaining on them. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was very charming.
Her eyebrows are like green feathers, her skin is as white and delicate as magnolia petals, and a ruby earring on her small and delicate earlobes is like a burning dark fire.
Gu Fenglin sighed sincerely: "You are so beautiful."
He had seen her at her worst, and he had also seen her at her most beautiful.
But no matter what, he still liked her the most.
I liked the way she was before and I like the way she is now.
I like her quiet look and her bright and flying look.
Gu Fenglin put his hands into Mu Yunhan's hair, held up her head, and gently pressed her lips together.
The vermilion lipstick carries the fragrance of peony and a little sweetness of gardenia.
She is like a clear spring under the turquoise in July, fresh and natural, fragrant and sweet.
Mu Yunhan's whole body was tense, and even her toes were clutching the socks tightly. There was a hand scratching hard in her chest.
The itching was so unbearable that she felt like something was filling her chest, making her unable to bear it and bursting out.
A slightly cold hand held her heart firmly and accurately.
"Heh..." She couldn't help but sighed softly, and unconsciously whispered the name of the person next to her: "Alin, Alin..."
Gu Fenglin did not answer her. He patiently and carefully took off the clothes for her and himself.
The clothes of the newlyweds are so complicated, which makes it very troublesome to put on, and not very easy to take off.
But he just has the ability to pull out the strings without any speed or slowness, just like the top luthier controlling his strings.
He and she had known each other for a long time, and because of their special physical condition and fate, they often stayed together after they confirmed their feelings.
Sharing a bed is not a rare thing, but neither he nor she has ever broken through the last line.
Having known each other for many years, he already knew where her most sensitive parts were and what style she liked.
She also knows his preferences.
Everything happened smoothly and smoothly.
They don't have any of the unfamiliarity, fear, discomfort, discomfort, or dissatisfaction that a strange couple has.
But it's different from the situation where you lose your passion because you're too familiar.
It's like two people who have been hungry for a long time, eating appetizers but never getting to the main meal.
Every time I see a rich and sweet meal right in front of me, it's a pity that I can see it but not eat it.
So I became more and more hungry and greedy.
This kind of hunger and greed has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and even dreams will turn into obsessions.
Once the gate is opened, there will be a landslide and tsunami, which is hopeless.