Chapter 91 "Baby, don't bite yourself..."
Anmi was so embarrassed.
She was distracted and annoyed at how this whole thing had started.
Although she had some of the premonitions while she was in the bathroom.
But I didn't expect it to happen at such a high speed.
She bit her lip nervously, "Could you... could you please stop talking..."
In this situation, exhaling hot air is practically a form of slow torture.
Yan Jinnian smiled knowingly.
However, the next second...
He blew a very harsh breath at me.
The scorching sun is approaching the tide.
Anmi pushed him away with a cry of "Ah!"
My fingers ran through my hair, touching the slightly damp strands.
She was both embarrassed and angry: "You!"
Yan Jinnian chuckled softly, gently soothing her with his large hand on her outer side: "Relax, An Duoduo."
Anmi took a deep breath to calm her pounding heart.
"You...you shouldn't do this..."
Just a moment ago, she almost kicked him.
Yan Jinnian grabbed her ankle, signaling her to stop fooling around.
Next, it's time to savor the delicious food.
Although he doesn't usually like desserts, today is an exception.
Under the soft yellow light, he was quite satisfied with the shape of the dessert.
He moved closer and deftly peeled back the outer packaging.
A taste is the first step.
Anmi's legs, which were resting on the outside of the handrail, twitched.
It immediately straightened.
The following process was elegant and leisurely.
At first, it seemed to be a process of learning and gradual exploration.
Later, he gradually got into the swing of things and became more and more adept at it.
…
In contrast, Anmi was not so composed.
Her back was already damp with a thin layer of sweat.
The overwhelming sensory experience and the unfamiliar feeling she had never experienced before caused fireworks to explode in her mind.
All I could do was bite my lower lip hard and swallow the whimpering sound that escaped my throat.
Although all of this is very difficult to do.
She clutched her bathrobe tightly, or the man's hair, hoping to ease the storm for a moment.
...
Just as the fireworks in Anmi's mind reached their last bloom, real fireworks suddenly went off outside the window.
Bang—bang—bang—
One after another, dazzling fireworks illuminated the night sky, startling both of them.
Why are they suddenly setting off fireworks today, even though it's not a holiday?
Yan Jinnian straightened up, and the brilliant light illuminated his profile.
The sweat glistening on his lips, combined with his handsome features, gave him a dangerously alluring look.
Anmi collapsed onto the sofa, too weak to even curl her toes.
Her eyes were wet.
Fireworks continued to bloom outside the window.
Yan Jinnian stood up, and at eye level, there was a group of people clearly poised to pounce.
He looked down at Anmi, as if he was thinking about something.
Anmi felt a little scared by his gaze, but at the same time, she also felt a little expectant.
She couldn't explain why she felt this way.
Perhaps the fireworks were too beautiful, or perhaps tonight was just inherently crazy.
Men should think like her.
Her expectations were not disappointed; Yan Jinnian picked her up and they switched places.
Same bathrobes, same open hem.
Anmi's calves were supported by his elbows.
The instant I sat down.
She paused for a moment.
It immediately struggled to move.
But the man's arm had already begun to move.
The sofa chair made a rhythmic creaking sound.
My brain was buzzing, and my consciousness was completely focused on one place.
Anmi's already soft body became even softer, like water.
The body is half suspended in the air.
All she could do was hold Yan Jinnian tightly by the back of his neck.
Don't let yourself slide down.
“Baby…” The man leaned in and kissed her lips.
As Anmi returned his kiss, she smelled her own scent.
With a faint, sweet fragrance, it made her brain nerves throb with excitement.
"Mmm..."
The sofa chair bounced faster and faster.
The wide neckline of the bathrobe was shaken open and slipped off the shoulders.
At that very moment, a huge firework burst open outside the window.
The moonlight reflected through the window, a pale white hue.
Yan Jinnian squinted, his breath catching in his throat from the beauty of the scene.
The phrase "The Birth of Venus" suddenly popped into my mind.
He stretched out his large hand and pinched into the glutinous rice-like dough.
The veins on his arms were even more prominent.
The lower back lifted up maliciously.
Anmi glared at him, her misty eyes reddening even more.
This appearance makes her even more endearing.
Yan Jinnian's eyes darkened: "Baby, you're from Shilu..."
"You!" Anmi really wanted to shut him up.
She did indeed do that.
She gently bit the man's soft lips with her teeth.
Yan Jinnian endured it, panting.
He left one hand to support her hips, and the other hand to hold the back of her head, kissing her fiercely, as if he wanted to devour her lips.
Sucking on it, biting on it.
The muscles swelled up excitedly.
Anmi can't take it anymore.
Yan Jinnian, his voice hoarse, bit her earlobe: "Baby, let me knock on the door..."
"..." She wanted to say no.
But at this very moment, even answering questions becomes difficult.
The creaking of the sofa chair stopped for a moment.
Then it turned into a rotating shaft sound.
It rotated left and right twice, then flicked lightly, one flick at a time.
The sound was very faint each time.
It's like they're deliberately tormenting you.
Yan Jinnian pressed her sobbing little head against his shoulder: "Baby, don't bite yourself..."
"Bite me."
The words had barely left his mouth.
"hiss--"
He was bitten hard on the shoulder.
"Little naughty dog..." He could only laugh and hug her tightly.
…
After the last firework outside the window finished its display, the study finally fell silent.
Yan Jinnian carried the person back to the bedroom and finished up together in the bathroom.
The two shared a bath towel as they returned to the large bed.
He kissed Anmi's still-dampened back while pleading, "Baby, when can I go into the exam room..."
Anmi kicked him hard, saying, "Didn't you just..." She was too embarrassed to finish her sentence.
Yan Jinnian held her feet in his arms: "That was the first row, I want to sit in the last row."
“? ???”
I told you not to read that novel anymore!
Anmi covered her ears: "I don't understand, I'm going to sleep!"
She grabbed the blanket and haphazardly pulled it over her head.
A smile crept across Yan Jinnian's lips as he turned off the light, then slipped into bed, pulled the other person into his arms, and they both drifted off to sleep.
I slept very soundly.
When Anmi woke up, she unsurprisingly felt a pair of mischievous hands.
"You...!" She angrily removed his hand, then wrapped herself in the blanket and rolled to the side.
The silk quilt slipped off, revealing the man's perfectly sculpted physique.
Anmi was initially pleased with herself for taking the blanket, but the next second, when her gaze fell below, she let out a high-pitched scream.
Yan Jinnian opened his eyes and calmly greeted her, "Good morning, wife."
Good morning my foot!
Anmi frantically buried her face in the blanket: "Why...why don't you wear underwear to bed?"
The man glanced down, then looked up at her again.
"But honey, you weren't wearing any last night either."
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