Rong Yan stared at the deck. The boat was made of wood and looked flimsy. Fu Jingsheng was rough and aggressive. What if the boat broke apart and the two of them fell overboard? Wouldn't it be incredibly embarrassing if the news broke?
She grabbed the man's hand: "How could there be no ship sex? You forgot about that cruise trip? We heard your voice everywhere, even on the deck."
“You’ve reminded me that the view of the sea from the cruise ship is different from the view of the lake from the boat.” Fu Jingsheng nuzzled the woman’s ear.
Rong Yan had a picture in her mind. In those ancient romance novels, didn't the authors like to write about the male and female protagonists spending the whole night on a boat? There was indeed no such thing on a small boat. Ancient boat sex, or even carriage sex, was quite interesting.
Thinking about it this way, Rong Yan blushed.
Feeling the woman's sudden rise in body temperature, Fu Jingsheng said in a deep voice, "Your face is suddenly so hot, are you thinking about it?"
“Rong Yan, when we were young, I wanted to be crazy with you.” The man continued, “Now that I’m old and can’t do it anymore, I’ll have no regrets when I look back on how crazy we were.”
These words sounded so familiar, and Rong Yan's already wavering heart was completely bewitched.
She raised her chin and stretched her neck, and Fu Jingsheng embraced her from behind and kissed her.
The boat bobbed with the lake water.
"Will it flip over?" Rong Yan asked worriedly.
“No, this area is right by the shore, and it’s all reeds, so it’s quite well covered.” He cupped her face and turned her towards him. “Wearing a skirt is so convenient.”
"Mmm," Rong Yan couldn't help but murmur.
"Fu Jingsheng, I want to, I want to kiss you." Rong Yan was afraid that she would be unable to resist and would rush to the point with Fu Jingsheng, so she suggested that she kiss him first.
Fu Jingsheng took off his T-shirt: "Mm."
Rong Yan kissed the tip of his nose. Was this man sweating so much? In just a moment, his body was already covered in sweat.
"Rong Yan, don't move, I feel so uncomfortable." Fu Jingsheng was just as uneasy as she was, unable to resist a few teasing touches.
One could feel that they were soaking wet, and the other could feel that the tent was too tight.
He carried her into the awning, used his own clothes as a pad on the boat, and supported the woman's back as he laid her down.
"Hold on here." Fu Jingsheng found a point of support.
The man uses his waist to generate power.
The boat seemed to be pushed forward, then it rocked violently.
Rong Yan grabbed the man's arm: "Wait...wait, the boat is really going to capsize."
Fu Jingsheng changed his position, holding Rong Yan as she sat on his lap and moving up and down.
The reeds rattled against the rocks of the boat, making a crackling sound.
Luckily, these things aren't worth much, otherwise, what if someone sees the reeds fallen down tomorrow and demands compensation?
Rong Yan was almost knocked unconscious at the end. After the two of them soared into the sky, she lay on the side of the boat and let out two groans.
After a short rest, we returned to Yushui Bay.
Rong Yan deliberately avoided the servants, afraid that everyone would see the lingering blush on her face.
Fu Jingsheng only discovered that his T-shirt was torn when he changed clothes while taking a shower.
He called Rong Yan.
The woman, who was nestled on the sofa, heard the sound and thought Fu Jingsheng had fallen, so she rushed over to check on him.
The man poked his finger at the hole in his clothes: "Am I that strong?"
Rong Yan stared at the tear in her clothes; when she left, the clothes were indeed in perfect condition.
She saw a scene of intercourse on the boat. Fu Jingsheng's movements were fast and ruthless, and the boat rocked violently. At first, Rong Yan thought that the boat was rocking so much because of the current. She did not expect that Fu Jingsheng could move the whole boat by himself.
"Your clothes are worn out like this, you can imagine what I'm like." Speaking of wear and tear, Rong Yan seemed to remember something. She ran out and grabbed her phone to look up information.
[Will a very frequent lifestyle cause relaxation?]
Fu Jingsheng has been looking for thrills lately. Is it because the bed in the bedroom can no longer arouse him?
Rong Yan began to suspect that something was wrong with her.
Seeing the woman slink away, Fu Jingsheng thought he was embarrassed and said, "I'm going to frame this dress."
The man began to admire himself, and for the first time, he genuinely affirmed his own abilities, believing himself to be truly remarkable.
Rong Yan obviously didn't hear it.
Surprisingly, quite a few people online have asked this question, and the majority of the answers are: "Yes, especially after giving birth."
Rong Yan fits all the criteria: frequent pregnancies, Fu Jingsheng's unusual size, and having given birth, albeit via cesarean section, yet her skin's elasticity and recovery ability are clearly not as good as when she was a teenager.
Rong Yan tried several different websites, but the results were all similar.
She felt a chill down her back, especially after seeing someone say that this condition needs to be treated as soon as possible. Her husband didn't say it out of respect for her, but if everyone just recalls the positions men use, the following can all have a tightening effect. Don't you use them almost every time?
Rong Yan thought about it and realized that Fu Jingsheng hadn't followed the usual path for a very long time.
She went back to the bathroom, where Fu Jingsheng was taking a shower.
"Fu Jingsheng," Rong Yan called out.
The man turned around: "Hmm? What's wrong?"
"I have a question for you." The woman bit her lip, still conflicted. She had read online that men wouldn't tell the truth if she asked them, otherwise it would be too hurtful. But she just wanted to ask.
“Ask away, you’re being hesitant.” Fu Jingsheng noticed something was off about his wife’s tone.
"Then you have to tell the truth." Rong Yan mustered her courage.
"I never lie to you," Fu Jingsheng promised. "I always tell the truth."
"Am I different from the past? The past refers to seven years ago."
Fu Jingsheng said without hesitation, "It's definitely different, after all, I was younger then."
Rong Yan heard this in a different way: "小" means young, but now she's old; back then she was a young girl, now she's a young woman.
"Is there anything else?" Rong Yan asked.
"You are more mature and more charming than before."
Rong Yan was even more depressed after hearing this. "Charm" was used to describe a young woman, while a young girl should have "spirit".
"Why are you asking this?" Fu Jingsheng turned off the shower.
"Just asking, I'm going out now." Rong Yan turned around, looking somewhat disappointed.
After giving birth in Country H, she suffered from depression and never thought about postpartum recovery. Over the years, she felt that she had maintained her figure quite well, but she didn't know what it was like inside.
Whether the experience was good or not, only Fu Jingsheng knows.
But what those people online are right. Anyone can touch their own flesh and know that it's not as elastic as it used to be, especially since that area is used so often.
Rong Yan needs to register.
She needs to make an appointment at a rehabilitation center for a check-up.
The woman secretly registered online without telling Fu Jingsheng.
The man walked out while drying himself off.
Rong Yan quickly exited the interface: "I'm going to take a shower."
"Wait a minute." He grasped her wrist. "Are you troubled? You seem a bit strange."
Rong Yan smiled and said, "No, I'm just a little tired."
"Give me a kiss first," Fu Jingsheng pouted.
Rong Yan tiptoed and just as she touched the man's lips, he pulled her into a hug and deepened the kiss.
With a gentle sucking of her tongue, Rong Yan felt all the air being sucked out of her mouth, and she almost couldn't breathe.
Fu Jingsheng reacted again.
With his lower body exposed and unrestrained, he brazenly faced Rong Yan's lower abdomen.
Fu Jingsheng didn't want to continue, so he covered his face with his hand, but he couldn't suppress it at all.
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