Chapter 129 You can watch it openly

Shi Jianli's eyes widened slightly, and she subconsciously tilted her head back, staring at him blankly. The aroma of fruit wine mixed with the scent of each other, and she felt a little drunk for a moment.

Mingzhao still looked down at her with a dim light in his eyes. He held her knees with his hands and spread her legs apart, letting her sit in his arms. He then grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms, biting her lips lightly and tentatively sucking on her.

The other hand supported the back of her neck, the movement gentle yet strong.

Their lips touched, their breaths intertwined, a tingling sensation spread to their minds, and their heartbeats began to beat uncontrollably.

Shi Jianli's body trembled slightly, and she placed her palms on his chest. She could feel the strong muscles and powerful heartbeat under her palms, and her cheeks turned a little redder.

Her already rosy lips were kissed with a seductive charm. She felt something and looked at him in a daze.

Mingzhao moved away slightly and pecked her lips lightly, his breath feeling hot on her cheek.

He stared into her eyes, his voice slightly hoarse: "Kiss me, okay?"

Shi Jianli blushed and moved closer, tentatively kissed him on the lips, and then bit his lips.

Mingzhao still held his breath, watching her movements with his eyes downcast. When she raised her eyes to look at him, their eyes met, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he called out with a smile, "Yaoyao."

"Yeah." Shi Jianli responded, and was burned by the undisguised desire in his eyes. Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

He pressed his fingertips against her lips and rubbed them gently, "Are you happy today, Madam?"

"Happy." She held Ming Zhaohuan's wrist.

"Then smile?"

Ignoring everything else, Shi Jianli looked at the man with gentle eyebrows and patient eyes for a moment, then leaned closer with curved eyes and kissed the corner of his lips.

Mingzhao didn't let her leave. He held her head and kissed her again, gently biting her lips. After a while, he tentatively pushed open her lips and teeth for a deep kiss.

Shi Jianli clenched her fingers around his collar and couldn't help but hum.

There was mist in her eyes, her gaze was shaking, her long eyelashes were trembling, her body was gradually going limp, and a hint of crimson appeared at the corners of her eyes.

Mingzhao's breathing was still hot. He pressed her down on the big red quilt, gently pinching her cheeks with his fingers, his breath intertwined with hers.

After a long time, he stepped back to let her breathe, and his hot kiss fell on the corner of her lips, lingered on her cheeks, eyebrows, eyes, and then fell from her collarbone and sank into her pink neck.

Shi Jianli blinked, and her vision gradually became clear. A dry big hand squeezed between her fingers, with her fingers interlocked.

His fingertips reached her fair shoulders, then moved around to her back, caressing it gently with his fingertips. He felt no scars, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Shi Jianli's thoughts were a little confused. When she came to her senses, he kissed her again and her pajamas were taken off her shoulders.

He measured her waist inch by inch with his palms, and caressed her delicate skin with his calloused palms, sending a tingling and trembling feeling into his mind.

They were honest with each other, letting him control her heartbeat, and her breathing became hot during the kiss. Shi Jianli could not tell whether the pleasure was brought by his kiss or something else.

She didn't know how long it was before he held her ankles, their breaths intertwined. She bit his shoulder, lost in the pleasure he brought her, tears wetting her eyelashes, and she couldn't help but let out a few soft moans.

The nights in spring are too long. The heat is lingering and spreading throughout the body. The pear blossoms are in bloom, the spring breeze is blowing, the branches are shaking, and the petals are fluttering.

The moonlight sets, illuminating the vibrant spring scene.

An unknown amount of time had passed before Shi Jianli leaned weakly in his arms with her eyelids half-closed, her brows and eyes sleepy, and his low, hoarse breathing could be heard in her ears.

Mingzhao lifted her chin with his fingers, kissed her gently for a while, and then kissed her eyelids, "Call me."

Shi Jianli, who had been held down by him and screamed for who knows how many times, didn't want to pay any attention to him. She tilted her head and fell asleep with tears hanging on her eyelashes.

Helplessly, Mingzhao kissed her cheek, carried her to the bathroom to clean up, put her pajamas back on, changed the sheets before putting her on the bed.

He held her in his arms, and in the candlelight that was almost burning out, he looked at her tenderly for a long time before hugging her and closing his eyes.

The second dragon and phoenix candle burned out, and the room fell into darkness.

The next day, a little after dawn, Shi Jianli woke up and moved her hands. She felt sore all over and her head was still a little dizzy, but she felt refreshed.

Mingzhao opened his eyes after noticing her movements, stroked her hair, and said softly, "Don't worry about getting up. Go see grandma and the others in the afternoon."

Hearing his voice, Shi Jianli raised her head and met his eyes, her cheeks slightly red.

Mingzhao smiled and kissed her forehead, patting her back, "Are you sleepy? Sleep a little longer?"

I slept very late last night.

"Yeah." She responded, buried her head in his neck, and closed her eyes again.

Mingzhao also pulled her into his arms and held her hand.

At around 9:00 PM, Shi Jianli woke up again, stretched her legs, and felt sore all over her body, which made her frown.

Mingzhao stayed awake for a while. After washing up, he came back to lie on the bed and hugged her. When he saw that she woke up, he held her and sat her up.

He leaned against the head of the bed, his pajamas half-undone, exposing his chest. He held her in his arms and smoothed the hair that was clinging to her cheek behind her ear with his fingertips, looking at the frowning person tenderly.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Mingzhao smoothed her frown with his fingers.

Her eyes fell on his exposed chest. Shi Jianli looked away slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "My waist is sore."

Mingzhao let go of her and went to get the teapot on the table. He poured her a cup of warm tea, touched the cup with his fingertips to confirm that it was warm, and then handed it to her, "Drink some tea to moisten your throat."

Shi Jianli glanced at him and finished her tea.

"More?"

She shook her head.

Mingzhao put down the teacup after hearing this, put his arm around her waist, let her sit in his arms, put his hands on her waist and massaged it gently.

Shi Jianli's body trembled, then slowly relaxed.

He kissed her forehead, "Is it okay to be that hard?"

Shi Jianli leaned on his shoulder and said "hmm".

Feeling his care, Shi Jianli glanced at him quietly again, but met his gaze.

Mingzhao even pinched her face and said, "You are my husband, Madam, you can look at him openly, no need to look at him secretly."

When Shi Jianli heard this, she tilted her head and kissed him on the cheek.

Mingzhao smiled and kissed her on the lips. "Are you hungry? I'll have someone bring in some water and food."

"I'm hungry."

Hearing this, he went out to open the door and said something to Lan Xing outside. Then he came back to hug her and rub her waist. "Are you feeling better?"

Shi Jianli looked at him and said, "Yeah."

Mingzhao's fingers dropped to her waist and untied the ties of her pajamas.

Shi Jianli grabbed his hand and glared at him: "What are you doing?"

He smiled and said, "Help Madam change her clothes."

After hearing him call her Madam so many times last night, Shi Jianli had gotten used to it. She suppressed her shyness and asked, "Can you? I can put it on myself."

He was willing to serve her, and Shi Jianli had no reason to refuse.

"Yaoyao, teach me and I will learn it." Mingzhao kissed her between the eyebrows, pulled down her hand that was holding his wrist, and took off her pajamas.