"ah......?"
Jiang Hanxi was a little stunned and exclaimed, seemingly not expecting such a fancy way of sitting.
"My lady, why are you taking so long to sit down? Are you disliking your husband?"
"No, no, nothing..."
Upon hearing Wang Feng's words, Jiang Hanxi's heart tightened, and she hurriedly responded twice, afraid that her husband would misunderstand.
Then Jiang Hanxi gently stroked the white dress on her back leg, and with an elegant and alluring movement, slowly turned her back and sat down on Wang Feng's lap.
"Don't turn your back, husband is cold, wife, hold me."
Jiang Hanxi froze at Wang Feng's words, pursed her lips, and turned to face him with a mixture of helplessness and doting in her heart.
As Jiang Hanxi sat down, their eyes met immediately, their posture incredibly ambiguous.
"My wife isn't my favorite..."
Seeing that Jiang Hanxi was still sitting on his lap looking a little shy, Wang Feng spoke up to remind her.
But he suddenly stopped halfway through his sentence because Jiang Hanxi had already moved closer to him.
Jiang Hanxi slowly wrapped her slender arms around Wang Feng's neck, and her pretty face slowly moved closer.
Wang Feng thought she was going to slump her head on his shoulder, so he reached out and hugged her slender waist, leaning his shoulder against hers.
Unexpectedly, Wang Feng froze the next second because Jiang Hanxi did not drape her head over his shoulder.
Instead... she gently tilted her pretty face and slowly kissed his lips, the soft, sweet sensation flooding Wang Feng's mind.
Even Wang Feng felt a slight tingling sensation run through his body from Jiang Hanxi's proactive manner.
Hmm...this is so strange...?
Just as Wang Feng was enjoying himself, Jiang Hanxi, who was the one taking the initiative, became weaker and weaker with each kiss.
No, you kissed me! I wasn't even soft yet, how come you went soft first?
Wang Feng hadn't even had his fill of Jiang Hanxi's forceful kiss when he unexpectedly found himself unable to continue.
Is this okay, Xi Gou~?
Wang Feng silently complained to himself, feeling the lips getting looser and looser, and had no choice but to take the initiative.
Just as the two were in an ambiguous position and action on the vast, icy blue ground,
Xiao Hao, who was lying on the cloth not far away, twitched his eyelids slightly.
"Cough cough cough!"
Xiao Hao coughed a few times before even opening his eyes, as if reminding the two to be mindful of their image.
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