That night, Yan Mengsheng cried tears of pleasure. The man still had some conscience; he enjoyed him thoroughly and even knew to prepare a bathroom for him to expel what was inside.
When he saw the man sitting in front of the dressing mirror putting on makeup the next day, he realized that the wild man he had slept with all night was his newlywed wife.
After putting on her makeup, Zhong Wu wore a neat little suit. She seemed a little smaller than last night, looking like a slightly robust woman.
He was very handsome, on par with Yi Mu, possessing a striking, heroic beauty.
Yan Meng leaned against the headboard, staring in disbelief, and cursed.
From then on, Young Master Yan began his shameless married life.
I heard that Young Master Yan and Miss Zhong's relationship was not good at first, and he rarely gave his wife a kind look in public.
But one day in the future, when Young Master Yan and his wife returned to their parents' home, he was met with a wicked stepmother and a doting Master Zhong who spoiled his youngest son. He lost his temper and defended his wife's dignity.
From then on, the young couple's relationship blossomed, and for a long time, they became the envy of many wealthy couples in the entertainment circle.
However, these are all things to be discussed later.
On Yanmeng's wedding night, Yimu, far across the ocean, emerged from the bathroom, wearing only a towel, bathing in the morning light.
His hair was wet, but Yi Mu didn't care. His body was covered in red marks left by the two childish men, making him look both languid and devilish.
He had been standing on the balcony for a short while when someone came out from behind him, hooked one arm around his waist, and pulled him into their arms.
"What are you thinking about?" Yan Shengzhou kissed his crystal clear earlobe.
Yi Mu leaned most of his body weight on Yan Shengzhou's chest, showing great dependence.
"I'm thinking about Xiaomeng. If I don't go back for his wedding, he'll definitely throw a tantrum."
Yan Meng was very dependent on him when she was a child. For such a big event as her wedding, he didn't attend and didn't say anything on the phone, but he must have been resentful of him.
Yan Shengzhou mentally calculated the time in Country C. Right now, his good nephew should be in bed making love with his new wife. He just didn't know if he was on top or on the bottom.
The thought that the kid who coveted Yi Mu might now be fucked made Yan Shengzhou secretly chuckle.
“It’s just a special situation that we can’t go back. We’ll make up for the wedding gift when we get back. Now come with me to the room and get dressed.”
Yi Mu felt stuffy in the room and didn't want to go back.
Yan Shengzhou didn't indulge him. The servants below were all cleaning the courtyard, and he wasn't so magnanimous as to let these people see his lover's body.
Without a word, Yan Shengchao hoisted Yi Mu onto his shoulder and carried him inside. He came downstairs wearing a shirt and, seeing Yi Mu shirtless, simply put the shirt on him.
His clothes, worn by Yi Mu, covered his buttocks and thighs completely.
Yi Mu was dissatisfied and said that he wanted to be shirtless. The two men wouldn't let him, and after this back and forth, the towel below fell off.
Faced with two long, white legs, Yan Shengzhou couldn't stay calm. He pinched Yi Mu's pert buttocks and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, you're so vigorous this morning. Is your little chrysanthemum itchy again?"
Yi Mu bristled and slapped his hand away, yelling, "Itchy my ass!"
Yan Shengchao was a man of action. He bent down slightly, picked up the little fox, and walked upstairs.
“Mumu is disobedient and should be punished.”
Yimu struggled, but to no avail.
He was thrown onto the bed, and as he faced the sexually aroused man, he thought despairingly, "Even if he were a vixen, he couldn't withstand this day after day. He'll eventually die from exhaustion, won't he?"
The wind blew the curtains, concealing the springtime colors in the room.
Spring is the season when all things mate.
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