"Be good, okay?"
Yu Jiang murmured on her face, her slender white legs pressed tightly between his strong and thin legs. Her lips moved, but she didn't say anything, just staring at Fu Jinbai with her beautiful fox eyes.
Fu Jinbai pinched her earlobe, his tone gentle and full of affection: "Okay?"
"Then give me a kiss?" Ye Jiang looked up at him, pouting her tender red lips slightly towards him. Seeing that he was stunned, she pointed at her lips and said, "Kiss."
Fu Jinbai's breathing stagnated, his eyes dimmed, he raised his hand to pinch her delicate chin, tilted his head and bit her lips excitedly and madly.
The lips were greeted by the man's strong scent, hot and rough.
Until her lips were red and swollen and she was out of breath, the man bit her lips again, loosened his lips and teeth little by little, and rested his forehead against hers, laughing hoarsely: "Is this all?"
The little girl collapsed on him, as soft as a puddle of water.
"No!" Ye Jiang snorted in dissatisfaction, touched his wet clothes, and urged him softly: "Okay, carry me back to bed, and you should also quickly wash up and change into clean clothes."
"Otherwise, be careful not to catch a cold."
Fu Jinbai smelled the sweet fragrance on her body, lowered his head, and kissed her neck uncontrollably, with delicate kisses falling down until she could no longer bear the moaning, and then he let her go, panting.
The clean skirt on Jiang's body was wrinkled, and because of the wet clothes sticking to his body, most of it was also wet.
Fu Jinbai took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress the crazy, excited and agitated thoughts. His Adam's apple slid again, and his voice was hoarse:
"Okay, I'll carry you back home."
He carried Jiang back to the bed and changed her into a soft nightgown. He stroked her delicate face with his rough fingertips: "Wife, you go to sleep first."
Ye Jiang was also a little sleepy. She nodded vigorously, slowly closed her eyes, and said softly, "Then hurry up."
"Okay." Fu Jinbai kissed her forehead, holding her changed nightgown tightly in his hand, staring at Ye Jiang's closed eyes fanatically for a long time before slowly looking away.
Walked into the bathroom.
Fu Jinbai held her nightgown tightly, her tall and slender figure covering the laundry basket, her eyes fixed on the pink lace dress in the laundry basket, her Adam's apple slid slightly, and her dark pupils were gradually dyed with scarlet.
Wife, wear it.
It tastes like my wife.
My wife's knee is injured, so I need her to rest...
The darkness that Fu Jinbai had suppressed in his eyes suddenly overflowed, his black hair still wetly stuck to the side of his delicate pale face, revealing his widow's peak, which looked seductive and strange at the moment. He stretched out his fingertips with trembling hands, as if he could no longer suppress the morbid thoughts in his heart, and could only squat down obediently.
He held the pink shirt that excited him.
Fu Jinbai's breathing quickened a few times, and he couldn't help trembling with excitement. After a while, his pale cheeks flushed strangely, and his dark eyes held a hint of indescribable joy.
It's all dirty anyway,
Then let him make it dirty again.
He just needs to wash it clean again.
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