Zhao Lihan, seeing his wife's angry look, comforted her: "Don't be angry about these irrelevant people, it's not worth it."
Wang Xiaolan pouted: "How can I not be angry?"
Zhao Lihan jokingly said, "Wife, you should be happy. It means your husband is quite attractive."
Wang Xiaolan glared at him fiercely, her cheeks puffed up with anger, like an angry little pufferfish, and said coquettishly: "Hmph! Do you really think you are so popular that everyone loves you and flowers bloom when they see you? Look at your smug look, it's really unbearable!" As she spoke, she turned her head away angrily and stopped looking at him.
"Wife, you are really angry."
As he spoke, he stretched out his arms and hugged his wife tightly, who was pretending to be angry, for fear that she would break free.
Then, he used all his strength to turn his wife's body over so that she was facing him. At this moment, the distance between them was so close that they could almost feel each other's breathing and heartbeat.
Zhao Lihan slowly lowered his head, gazing at the flower-like face before him with deep affection and ardent gaze. Especially the slightly pouting cherry lips, so tender and rosy that they seemed to exude an alluring fragrance, making one want to kiss them.
Finally, he could no longer suppress the surging emotions in his heart. He suddenly leaned down and used his broad lips to accurately seal his wife's delicate lips like petals.
At this moment, time seemed to have stopped flowing, and there were only the two of them left in the whole world.
Zhao Lihan's kiss was passionate and lingering, without any gaps, as if he wanted to melt his wife's entire body into his. At first, the wife tried to struggle, but gradually she became intoxicated by this passionate kiss...
At this moment, time seemed to freeze. Wang Xiaolan felt her mind suddenly go blank, as if she was hit by a powerful and invisible force, and all her thoughts disappeared in an instant.
Her legs seemed to have lost the strength to support her body and drooped down limply. Her whole body was involuntarily hanging in the strong and broad arms of the tall and handsome man.
At this moment, Wang Xiaolan could clearly feel the other person's rapid breathing and strong heartbeat, all of which made her heart beat violently as well.
However, amidst this intoxicating atmosphere, Wang Xiaolan felt a faint sense of fear and uneasiness. She was afraid that this passionate scene would be witnessed by others, and worried that such an intimate act would attract strange looks and criticism from others.
So, she subconsciously tried to struggle and escape, but the man's strong arms held her tightly, making it impossible for her to break free at all.
She uttered a reproachful voice: "You're crazy! We're still outside. You haven't learned the lesson just now. You, you're not afraid..."
Her mouth was gagged again.
Zhao Lihan whispered softly in my ears: "Don't be afraid, wife. We have already entered your space."
"When did it happen? How come I didn't know about it?"
"It's a secret. I won't tell you."
Wang Xiaolan said coquettishly, "Okay! Stinky man, this is my space, not yours. Do you think my space is a place where you can do whatever you want?"
"Wife, don't be angry. We would be fools if we don't make full use of such a good place."
"You are so shameless..."
Before she could finish her words, she felt a strong force coming at her, and then her body flew into the air. She fell into his warm and solid embrace.
She stared blankly at the man in front of her who was holding her, her eyes involuntarily falling on his high, mountain-like nose, and then she was attracted by his deep and charming eyes. Those eyes were like twinkling stars in the night sky, as if they could penetrate her soul.
Not only that, the unique body fragrance emanating from him also penetrated Wang Xiaolan's nose. This fragrance was not the ordinary smell of perfume, but a special smell that mixed male hormones with the fresh scent of plants, which made people intoxicated.
At this moment, facing such a charming man, Wang Xiaolan's initial resistance gradually dissipated. Unable to suppress the waves of emotion welling up in her heart, she finally chose to compromise.
She stretched out her hands, gently hooked them around his neck, then tilted her head back slightly, pressed her pink lips gently against his, and pecked him lightly like a dragonfly touching the water.
How could Zhao Lihan miss this opportunity? He immediately took over the initiative and, like a hungry wolf, he forcefully sucked the lips of his lovely wife into his wide mouth.
At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and everything around them seemed to no longer matter. Zhao Lihan hugged Wang Xiaolan tightly, sucking her lips with all his might, refusing to let go for a long time. Wang Xiaolan struggled to break free from his domineering kiss, struggling to breathe.
Her little hands kept waving and beating Zhao Lihan's strong chest hard, and she made vague protest sounds from time to time.
However, Zhao Lihan was not moved at all, but kissed her even more passionately. When both of them were having difficulty breathing due to the lack of oxygen for a long time, Zhao Lihan reluctantly let go of the beautiful woman in his arms.
At this time, Wang Xiaolan's face was already flushed and she was panting. Her beautiful eyes were staring angrily at the man in front of her who made her love and hate him.
"You, this stinky man, almost suffocated me to death."
"How could that be? I know my limits. I'm sorry, daughter-in-law."
"Look at how anxious you are."
Zhao Lihan, looking at his beloved wife, raised his lips and thought to himself, "How can I not be anxious? I still want to make a little man with you!"
"Okay, wife, don't be angry." Then he hugged Wang Xiaolan in his arms again.
The two of them arrived at the bedroom in the space, where they lay on the large, luxurious bed. The bed seemed to exude an alluring fragrance, soft as a cloud, intoxicating and irresistible. If the two of them didn't do something, they would be doing this bed a disservice!
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became incredibly ambiguous, the air thickening into a ball of honey, making one feel a bit suffocated yet filled with yearning. Their breathing became increasingly rapid, as if they could hear each other's heartbeats like drums.
They are like dry wood meeting fire. Just a spark can ignite a raging flame and completely ignite both hearts.
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After a fierce battle, the two men finally calmed down and were quietly savoring the beauty of what had just happened.
Wang Xiaolan seemed to remember something and asked, "Li Han, why did you come back without even saying hello this time?"
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