Song Lin put his arm around her soft waist and said in a low, doting voice, "Xiu Xiu, you gave Xue Yan a prosthetic limb and appointed him as the right prime minister. In fact, you want him to take your job, right?"
"My husband figured it out so quickly. I thought he would just be jealous."
"Am I such a stingy person?"
"Ha, when I was talking to him, your sour taste was choking my nose, and I couldn't say a word."
"Of course not. He will have wild thoughts and think that he has a chance. My Xiuxiu is so beautiful and smart, she will be coveted by him." Song Lin put his hand into her clothes and leaned over to kiss her lips.
Shen Xu closed her eyes and enjoyed the gentle kiss, letting him touch her skin.
"My husband is still as beautiful as a flower. I'm worried that someone will covet you."
"Who dares to compete with the famous female prime minister for a man?" Song Lin followed her slowly to the edge of the bed, gently pushed her onto the bed, leaned over and kissed her neck passionately.
Shen Xu nuzzled his ears and asked softly, "Is my husband afraid of me?"
"Little devil, of course I'm afraid. I'm afraid you'll steal my soul and leave me behind."
"I'm afraid too. I'm afraid that my husband will be afraid of me, that there will be a gap between my husband and me, and that the night will be long and full of dreams." Shen Xu wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek passionately. "I'm also afraid that the spring nights will be short, and we'll be apart more often than we'll be together."
"Don't be afraid." Song Lin reached out and pulled off her bra, his broad shoulders covering her petite body, his figure sinking deep into the quilt.
Fingers tightly clasped, moans softly and tenderly, steps forward and the bed sways, love deep within the curtains.
***
The lamplight is dim, her hair is disheveled, her waist is soft and tender, her voice is lingering and sad, the spring night is short with sudden rain and sparse wind.
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