Infrastructure: I Raise Little Ones in Great Qin

As a handicraft blogger, Chu Yuening originally thought she would live a plain and ordinary life. Unexpectedly, a moment of kindness caused her to transmigrate to the Great Qin Dynasty over two tho...

Chapter 406: Between face and wife, of course I choose the latter

Her voice is lazy and charming, and the drawn-out ending seems to have a hook, making people's hearts tremble and feel numb to the bones.

"Baby, why aren't you talking? Are you shy?"

Summer pajamas are very thin, and even through a layer of barrier, you can still feel the smoothness and softness of the icy skin.

The man's hot chest pressed against the woman's skin, and the subtle fragrance that emanated from it became stronger and stronger, blending with lust to form an ambiguous atmosphere.

Ying Zheng stared at the enchanting fairy on his body, with a dangerous glint in his phoenix eyes. His aggressive gaze swept over the seductive spring scenery inch by inch, and the breathing from his thin lips became heavier.

He still didn't speak.

After all, he always likes to make it.

The big hand with distinct joints pinched the slender waist, and the blue veins on the back of the hand were inexplicably astringent, revealing his restrained and forbearing desire.

Even though he had reacted, Ying Zheng still savored his prey slowly and leisurely like a top predator.

Soft and sweet lips, fragile and slender neck, plump and full snow-capped mountains...

A brief, soft moan was heard, followed by heavy, low breathing, and finally only the ambiguous sound of water remained.

They made love again, and they didn't know what was going on in the world.

I don’t know how long it took, by the window.

The beauty was sweating profusely, her eyes were hazy, with a bright starry sky behind her and surging waves in front of her.

The man's broad back was tense, and his bulging muscles were particularly sexy. Beads of sweat slid down his angular jaw and dripped onto his snow-white back dotted with red plums, creating splashes of lust.

The deep and magnetic bass voice mixed with panting reveals the sexual tension full of mature male hormones.

"Who's bao, bao? Huh?"

"Ugh! Wuwu... I am, I am..."

The broken plea for mercy disappeared in the rippling waves, and she was responded by a satisfied and doting male voice.

"Yeah, good baby."