Shen Yuchuan had never been a gentleman who was content with pregnancy, but he didn't bother to force her, especially since she was pregnant now.
But when there is an advantage to be taken advantage of, he will not hold on to it.
Once the forbearance and restraint he had exercised for many days was released, Shen Yuchuan was in an uncontrollable mood.
Song Nianning couldn't bear it for a while. She held his strong arms tightly with both hands and her body tensed.
Shen Yuchuan noticed her nervousness, and his actions in attacking the city slowed down instantly.
He held her chin with one hand and kissed her until she was soft and turned into a puddle.
Outside the window is the whistling north wind, and the intimate meowing of wild cats, which is infinitely amplified in the silent room.
The dim kerosene lamp in the room cast their kissing figures on the window.
Song Nianning was so embarrassed that her toes curled up.
Shen Yuchuan rubbed her lips and slowly let go of her.
Song Nianning was like a fish deprived of oxygen, clinging tightly to his arm, breathing fresh air eagerly, as if she had completely lost her mind.
Shen Yuchuan's forehead was pressed against hers intimately, and his penetrating gaze fell on her lips.
The plump lips are like a layer of red lipstick, full of color and tempting to pick.
Shen Yuchuan came closer, his warm breath blowing between her lips and teeth, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you like it?" On
Song Nianning's back was a red quilt stacked in squares like beans, and in front of her was a strong and domineering man.
Listening to his extremely ambiguous words, Shen Yuchuan was so embarrassed that his face was even redder and more attractive than rouge.
Shen Yuchuan's dark gaze fell on her pretty face, and his fingertips gently stroked her cheek.
The man's fingers brought a touch of warmth, touching Song Nianning's hot cheeks.
She was like a thirsty traveler in the desert, her blushing face gently rubbed against the palm of his warm hand.
It was as delicate and soft as a little kitten, but it easily tickled his heart.
Shen Yuchuan's mouth suddenly became dry.
His deep gaze fell on the bright red lips, which were as tempting as flowers.
Also like poppy, it is addictive.
Shen Yuchuan's sexy fingertips came to her eyes and gently rubbed the sinister red tail of her eyes.
His movements were gentle, and there was an ambiguous electric current in his caress.
He used a slight force on his palm to hold her body closer.
Let his warm breath blow freely on her face, with unreserved heat.
Song Nianning's eyelashes trembled slightly. If he hadn't supported her waist, she would have collapsed on the quilt.
Shen Yuchuan saw her expression in his eyes, and said with a dark smile in his deep voice:
"It seems that not only does he like it, but he is also satisfied with my skills."
Boom!
Song Nianning felt a rush of heat rush straight to her forehead, like lava, which burned her cheeks like cooked shrimps.
She put her hands on Shen Yuchuan's chest and opened her mouth slightly to speak.
However, Shen Yuchuan took this opportunity, lowered his head, took it in his mouth, and slipped in nimbly...
Song Nianning's breath was taken away, like a drowning person, her hands were tightly clinging to his shoulders.
She raised her head slightly, accepting the pain from him.
Song Nianning could clearly feel that the man tonight was a little too presumptuous, and he tried his best to test her bottom line while seizing a little sweetness.
It was as if the forbearing and restrained man before was her delusion.
What is pure and ascetic is just a protective color disguised by men.
Hot/hot/unrestrained is his true nature.
Shen Yuchuan seemed dissatisfied with her distraction and narrowed his eyes.
"Well..."
The slight sting instantly awakened Song Nianning's reason.
She raised her misty peach blossom eyes and glanced at him.
The eyes are wandering, confusing/confused/people.
Shen Yuchuan was afraid of hurting her, so he carefully protected her belly and kept it at a safe distance.
Then, release your hot emotions unbridled.
She is like a fish that has landed on the beach, catching a little bit of water vapor and trying its best to absorb it.
Shen Yuchuan was amused by her appearance and counted the time to help her breathe.
After it was over, it lingered on her lips and rubbed against her temples, but she was restrained, like a demon tempting people to commit crimes.
In fact, he was not the only one who felt uncomfortable. Song Nianning was also a little bit intolerant of the secret/reflection.
She looked up at the man's handsome face, and drew circles on his chest with her fingers. Her voice was dark/coquettish, "Have you really never had sex before?" Although she didn't want to admit it
, this bitch's skills were intriguing. Flirting again.
He also knew how to help her ventilate. It didn't look like he had never been with someone before.
Thinking of this, Song Nianning's cheeks bulged slightly, and she couldn't help but feel jealousy in her heart.
Shen Yuchuan lowered his eyes, his deep gaze fell on her sultry eyes, rolled his throat, and said hoarsely: "If there is no place, then you are married." As soon as these words fell, there seemed to be countless fireworks in the air.
Everything bloomed in her mind, and her heart was filled with joy.
There was a hint of joy in her brows, but she continued to draw small circles on his chest, and said delicately: "Nothing, how did you practice this technique?"
Shen Yuchuan looked at her pretending to be careless, but in fact he raised his ears and smiled. Looking like this, he couldn't help but chuckle:
"It seems that you are really satisfied with my skills. If you want to own it, I will practice with you in the morning, noon and evening, how about it?" A
low and magnetic voice gently brushed against my ear. , bringing out a layer of crispy/numbing sensation.
Song Nianning opened her small mouth, and her white teeth swayed under the kerosene lamp, like a small animal biting directly in front of him through his clothes.
Shen Yuchuan's body froze, and his delicate lips fell on his chest as hard as iron through his clothes.
Shen Yuchuan's eyes were deep, looking at her with a deep dark light.
It's deep and sultry, but it's also like a wild beast that makes your legs weak in an instant.
He suddenly pinched her chin with claws and claws, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are the best teacher."
Song Nianning was stunned, "Am I the best teacher?"
Shen Yuchuan's eyes fell on her. His lips rolled down his throat, and he suddenly leaned forward to kiss her.
After the kiss, his low / hoarse voice sounded softly in her ear, "Because of you, I have rehearsed it countless times in my mind..." His
warm breath blew into her ears, and the warmth was conveyed through her ears. Pass through the eardrum and enter the heart.
Song Nianning's heart suddenly beat violently, and her breathing was so fast that she almost suffocated.
She pulled her head back in panic, blocked his approaching lips with one hand, lowered her voice, and whispered: "Shen Yuchuan..."
Her voice was lowered, and Shen Yuchuan couldn't help but move closer.
Song Nianning looked at the enlarged handsome face in front of her and swallowed her saliva, "Since when did you start coveting me?"
For some reason, the memory of the first time between the original owner and Shen Yuchuan was very clear.
The feeling of ecstasy was so clear, as if that person was not the original owner, but her.
Shen Yuchuan suddenly leaned into her ear and whispered something softly.
The cat on the roof meowed suddenly and shrilly. Song Nianning's thoughts were interrupted. She couldn't hear clearly for a while and looked up at him in confusion.
"What did you say?"
Shen Yuchuan looked at her pretty face, lowered his head and smiled, "It's nothing."
He stuffed her into the warm quilt, lay on his side next to her, and whispered: "It's not time." It's early, go to sleep."
As he said that, he helped her pull up the quilt, turned around and blew out the kerosene lamp, and lay on her back, as if to avoid crushing her, he turned sideways.
Then he slowly closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Song Nianning looked at the man's knife-carved features with a touch of coldness through the faint moonlight outside the window.
It looks very much like a monk anime I watched in my previous life.
In front of the pilgrims, he is a pure-minded and ascetic host, but in front of his beloved wife, he is a lustful monk who is ecstatic.
Song Nianning curled her lips, reached out to touch her red/swollen lips, and shrank into the bed in shame.
She silently recited in her mind that emptiness is form, and form is emptiness. She got rid of the distracting thoughts little by little, and then slowly fell asleep.
After she breathed evenly and fell asleep completely, the motionless Shen Yuchuan slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were clear, and he had obviously not fallen asleep.
He put one hand on the back of his head, turned his head and looked at the woman beside him under the pale moonlight.
She slept peacefully, as if due to the body heat caused by pregnancy, she put her hands out of the quilt, and the quilt slid down, revealing her tall curves.
Shen Yuchuan's eyes heated up and he slid his throat.
He turned sideways, gently stuffed her two hands into the quilt, and pulled up the quilt.
The pale moonlight reflected the tenderness in his dark eyes clearly.
After he finished, he lay back on his back and looked sideways at her, hearing the soft whisper in her ear just now: after the
first time, it was about eating the marrow to know the taste; after the county seat, it was about coveting and occupying her.