Chapter 112 A short chapter, car
Jiang Xia trembled all over, the man's hand circling in front of him.
His fingertips traced circles on his chest, and with each gentle caress, he couldn't help but tremble.
Jiang Xia gasped for breath, gripping Wu Zhou's wrist tightly, but the other man was too strong. Even with his grip, he couldn't stop Wu Zhou's movements; it was as if Jiang Xia was massaging himself along with Wu Zhou...
Feeling ashamed, Wu Zhou noticed it immediately, lowered her head to kiss his hair, and whispered, "It's okay."
"As long as you're comfortable."
Wu Zhou coaxed him, saying in a low voice, "Don't restrict your own thoughts too much."
Wu Zhou sat down, put his arm around Jiang Xia's waist, and with a little force, pulled him up, making Jiang Xia kneel up and straighten his back so that it would be easier for him to kiss him.
Jiang Xia was held tightly in his arms and could not break free. Wu Zhou's short, thick hair occasionally brushed against her skin at her chest.
In order to ensure the privacy of the master bedroom, the living room has no windows. Instead, a wall separates the rooms, and light shines in through the gaps on both sides of the wall.
It was afternoon, and the living room was dark with the lights off.
This greatly alleviated Jiangxia's sense of shame.
Wu Zhou's lips and tongue swept across, and the itchy sensation made Jiang Xia tremble incessantly. He closed his eyes and let out a soft moan.
He gently tugged at Wu Zhou's hair with both hands. This man could have carried him to bed to do these things, but he insisted on staying here with him.
He did it on purpose...
Following Wu Zhou's movements, Jiang Xia couldn't help but raise his head, squint his eyes, and look at what was in front of him.
Jiang Xia's fair and slender neck flushed red, and his eyes welled up with tears, wetting his eyelashes, which trembled slightly with his shivering.
The living room was dimly lit and quiet; the two people's breathing was extremely clear. Jiang Xia could hear his own panting at first.
However, as Wu Zhou made the special change, the sucking and water sounds from his chest became more and more obvious.
In the end, there was a slight, stinging pain from the pulling sensation.
Jiang Xia's voice changed; he wanted to speak, but could only bite his lip.
A soft, muffled groan escaped from the corner of Jiang Xia's mouth.
After bullying one side, Wu Zhou did not stop.
He loosened the distance a little.
He loosened his grip, gently pulling, and finally released Jiang Xia... The swelling was red and steaming. He watched as Jiang Xia, out of shyness, bent over slightly, and one side of her chest was swollen.
"This side is truly pitiful," Wu Zhou said in a low voice, his eyes filled with gloom.
So pitiful.
"Jiang Xia, let me help you with the other side..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Xia was pulled into his arms again.
This time, Jiang Xia gripped Wu Zhou's hands much harder and pulled on his hair.
She clearly wanted to talk to him about something, but he ended up doing this to her.
Everything seemed to be being guided by Wu Zhou.
The next moment, the scene before Jiang Xia's eyes spun around, and Wu Zhou, noticing Jiang Xia's resistance, pulled him down onto the sofa.
Jiang Xia raised his hand to cover his face, his hands almost completely obscuring it.
Wu Zhou gave him a firm kiss, then stopped.
He said, "We'll continue tonight after Zhan Lintian takes his niece away."
A note from the author:
I set the time wrong and posted this short chapter instead [angry]. I'll add a 3,000-word chapter later. [crying]
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