What Wen Qinghe really wanted to say was: You haven't even tried, yet you say it can't be done.
She had been lusting after men's bodies for a long time, but considering her own fragile body, she could only put her thoughts on hold for now.
But the girl's silence made the man think she was disappointed.
The tall figure suddenly became somewhat anxious.
"I neglected my baby's feelings. Is my baby feeling bad? I can let my baby persuade her first..."
Wen Qinghe was surprised. What... what was this person saying...?
Before she could even react, a large, trembling hand covered the buttons of her plush pajamas.
Upon first experiencing this soft texture, Yan Xiao's mind immediately conjured up images of freshly pressed tofu.
It can't withstand the slightest touch, because it will break if you apply any force.
But it tastes a hundred times better than tofu.
...
More than half an hour later,
Wen Qinghe had changed into a different set of pajamas.
Her body, covered by her pajamas, was covered in tiny plum blossom-like spots. Although she tried her best to restrain herself, the girl's skin was too delicate.
Wen Qinghe was already asleep from exhaustion.
Although Yan Xiao never even started.
After making the little girl cry twice, Yan Xiao dared not do it again.
He was completely self-taught; no one had taught him, and he didn't know how to make the girl feel comfortable.
But his hands were covered in calluses, and the only soft spot on his body…
Therefore, the lips should touch as gently as possible.
The young girl smells wonderful no matter where she is, which will allow Yan Xiao to further strengthen his relationship with his wife.
I was so happy...
I felt a pang of heartache seeing the little girl's reddened eyes and tear stains at the corners.
Recalling the little girl's uncontrollable, kitten-like soft humming just now,
Yan Xiao unconsciously tensed up a bit.
Thinking about the scenery he had just seen, he couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.
He really needs to lose weight everywhere.
There's a saying that goes, "With enough effort, even an iron rod can be ground into a needle."
He can give it a try; maybe it will work.
The man was afraid the young girl would wake up halfway through, so he returned to the room where he had slept before the wedding.
But he doesn't know where to start.
Recalling the view from the new house half an hour ago.
More than an hour later,
Yan Xiao was washing his pants in the yard.
After hanging up all the washed pants, Yan Xiao glanced at the sky before going to find Aunt Guihua.
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