"That Mu An... uh, that Mu dog doesn't deserve the words 'white moonlight' and 'cinnabar mole'."
Fearing that mentioning his name would make the man even more uncomfortable, she deliberately veered off-topic in her words.
Looking back, Yan Xiao is definitely a typical older single man of this era.
He has been single since birth for over 20 years and has only dated one person.
They just made a completely innocent and open statement.
Even if there are certain established facts that she cannot deny, she still needs to make a statement as soon as possible.
"I, I don't have a white moonlight or a cinnabar mole either. I only have Ayan."
Yan Xiao glanced at her, then lowered his eyes, his tone low and somber:
"But he was your first boyfriend, and you said your 'white moonlight' is your first love, and your 'cinnabar mole' is someone you once loved. He embodies both; he's the most unforgettable person..."
Wen Qinghe was in a real bind.
She never imagined that her ex, whom she had blindly chosen, would still be able to trip her up here, even after they had broken up for so long.
Knowing she was in the wrong, Wen Qinghe dared not think of anything else and could only try to coax him gently.
She didn't want to be blamed for her unforgettable first love, which would further damage their marital relationship.
Besides, that scum doesn't deserve it!
"That was something I chose for myself when I was young, naive, and blind. He's nothing but a fart; in my heart, besides being smelly, there's nothing unforgettable about him."
Don't worry, Ayan, there's no unrequited love or lingering attachment between us to affect our relationship.
Wen Qinghe quickly pledged her loyalty.
When Yan Xiao heard that the little girl really didn't care about that crispy snack, his eyebrows relaxed slightly, and a sweet feeling welled up in his heart, but he asked casually.
"When Qingqing and that guy, Pi, were dating, did that Pi ever take advantage of you?"
Wen Qinghe's eyebrows twitched; why did those words sound so awkward?
He actually dared to say something like, "I'm dating a fart."
She needs to be careful with her words next time; she can't use such a metaphor to disgust herself.
The girl's clear, watery eyes reflected the man's image.
The peach blossom makeup on her face made the young girl look as fresh and tender as a delicate and juicy peach.
Her pink lips were coated with a layer of clear, glossy lip oil.
As her lips opened and closed, a sweet fragrance wafted from them.
The delicate pink petals seemed to glisten with sweet, tempting juice, enticing him to pick them, suckle them, and taste them.
Yan Xiao didn't even listen carefully to the reply he cared about; his gaze was fixed on the girl's fragrant lips, his eyes as deep as the sea.
"I only ever held hands with him, but my first kiss and my first time... were with you, only you. Can you hear me?"
Wen Qinghe felt fortunate that she was relatively conservative when she first entered university.
Otherwise, she would be disgusted to death if she had kissed that scumbag.
Just as she was thinking this, the man's scent wafted over her.
…
Yan Xiao held the back of the girl's head with his large hand, and his thin lips captured her fragrant and alluring lips, sucking and entwining them.
With one hand, he hooked and pulled the little one up, scooping him up and sitting him in his lap.
The air was filled with the sweet scent of the young girl.
The lips also felt sweet, an alluring fruity scent intertwined with the girl's unique fragrance.
Yan Xiao felt as if he had taken an aphrodisiac.
The man's breathing grew heavier, and the veins on the back of his hand, which was gripping her soft waist, bulged.
I wish I could crush the little one into my very bones right now.
All they want is to take, relentlessly and without end.
…
Finally, a beautiful peach blossom makeup look.
Not only was her face completely ravaged by the man, but even her body, which had only been freed for half a day, was repeatedly exploited and devoured.
On the sofa in the main room.
Sunlight streams in like pillars, bathing the interior in a golden hue.
In broad daylight, everything indoors is exposed.
It's like there's a unique thrill in "stealing".
This made Wen Qinghe extremely embarrassed and reacted strongly.
Later, when the wooden sofa became too worn out to look at, Yan Xiao kindly gave the little girl a bath and fed her some food to replenish her energy, and then continued like an ox.
This stamina system is practically a bug in an infinite loop game.
But he's a human being.
No, not exactly. He didn't act like a human being all afternoon.
Wen Qinghe thought.
…
"Baby, be good, it'll be over soon. I won't make you tired."
Why the hell don't you let her get tired?
Wen Qinghe sobbed, blushing as she listened to the sounds that involuntarily escaped her lips, and fearing that the man would go on and on because of it.
Helpless, she bit her lip, but the man's rough fingers pressed against it.
"Be good, don't bite yourself, bite me instead."
Wen Qinghe obediently bit the man's collarbone angrily, while simultaneously gathering her breath.
He heard a muffled groan from the man, just as he had hoped.
Then comes the spatial transformation.
Yan Xiao appeared in Wen Qinghe's luxurious bedroom in an awkward manner.
Fortunately, there was no one else in the bedroom at that moment.
After all, Yan Xiao had come with him every time he returned to the modern world.
To avoid Yan Xiao's sudden appearance arousing suspicion, Wen Qinghe...
I specifically instructed the housekeeper several times before that no one should stay at the main villa on the fifteenth of each month.
Suddenly, I went from a dimly lit, ambiguous room to a brightly lit room.
He himself had nothing.
Yan Xiao looked unusually uncomfortable.
He first went to the bathroom to clean himself up before putting on a little girl's pink bathrobe.
The loose bathrobe that Wen Qinghe was wearing, which was long enough to reach her calves, was somehow made to look like a sexy bodysuit from some entertainment club by Yan Xiao.
Yan Xiao seemed oblivious.
Since he was able to come along, the little girl has been preparing clothes for him in the dressing room.
The walk-in closet was located in the outer room of the little girl's bedroom.
This is a suite.
Even though there shouldn't be anyone outside because of Wen Qinghe's instructions.
But it's impossible for him to run out naked to get his clothes.
He can't get over his own mental block.
Moreover, his body can only be seen by his wife, not even by the male servants in the villa!
…
Wen Qinghe woke up a few minutes later.
Although her body didn't feel tired after sleeping for a long time, her spirit had been ravaged by an afternoon and evening, leaving her feeling very weak.
She took a while to wake up.
The surroundings are decorated with girlish embellishments that feel both familiar and unfamiliar.
She opened her eyes and looked around the room, but did not find the man.
Huh?
Strange, could it be that he didn't come along this time?
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