Chapter 118: My Top Student Girlfriend Gives Me a Kiss (8)



There are no classes in the afternoon.

Jiang Rao brought his young wife home.

To make up for what he lost.

The door opens instantly.

He embraced her and kissed her passionately.

Following the sound of the door closing.

Jiang Rao kept kissing her, picked up the girl by the waist and walked towards the bedroom.

A part of the bed collapsed, and two figures pressed down.

"Baby..." He lowered his head and kissed his wife's small earlobe until it turned red and bled.

Then move on to the next place to taste the wonderful sweetness.

The young wife often wears loose sweatshirts to cover her figure.

Only by getting closer can you appreciate her beauty.

My wife is young, but she is not young in other aspects.

One hand can't control it.

hiss……

The moment Jiang Rao touched him, he felt as if he had been enlightened.

It's terrible.

Why is it so nice to touch?

The soft white flour can be kneaded into a ball and molded into various shapes.

Jiang Rao was so absorbed in learning cooking that he ignored his wife's panting.

Played for a long time.

[The Raw Materials Master] was so tired that his whole body turned red and he had no strength left, so he let him do whatever he wanted.

The small waist was slender enough to be grasped in one hand, and his finger marks could be left when he pinched it with both hands.

The young wife is not very tall, and her legs take up most of her body, which are long and straight.

Even the little feet are round and pink, making people want to kiss them.

Follow your heart.

He placed gentle kisses on his young wife's legs.

Under

Mu Yan turned her head away in shame, not daring to look at the man, and dodged with a trembling body.

She bit her lips lightly to prevent any embarrassing sounds from coming out.

I tried hard to control myself, but my breathing was still disordered.

Blurred vision, extremely intense sensations.

The man's palms were very hot, and wherever they touched, it caused a burning sensation.

She felt as if she was being roasted over a low flame, which was extremely torturous.

"Jiang Rao..."

She called softly, trying to get a little care from the man.

Unexpectedly, it backfired.

Men discover new ways to play...

Jiang Rao looked focused, using his palm to feel his young wife's trembling.

How come the girl's skin is so white?

If I put some marks on my young wife, it would definitely be beautiful.

Think about this.

Jiang Rao could no longer suppress his resentment and ran out to have fun.

Carrying the young wife into the bathroom.

Under the warm shower.

Both of them were soaked.

He took off his clothes one by one himself.

The young wife is very well behaved.

Just stand there and let him look at you.

The beloved looked at him, tears glistening in his eyes, his face flushed...

This look is too impactful.

He placed the person on the sink and deepened the kiss to taste the beauty of the tip of his tongue.

The young wife is clumsy and doesn't know how to breathe.

He reduced his strength and began to paint plum blossoms on the white canvas.

The red and pink plum blossom marks spread out little by little on the white cloth.

As time goes by.

What caught my eye was hundreds of plum blossoms spread across the white cloth.

from head to foot.

Leave his mark.

Unique to him.

Jiang Rao endured it so much that veins popped up on his forehead, and he couldn't tell whether they were drops of water from the shower or sweat.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he was very satisfied with the work.

When the painting was halfway done, the white cloth had no support and he had to do it himself.

Except for the upper part which has more plum blossom marks and is slightly reddish in color.

Blame him.

Don't know the seriousness of the matter, and you can't control your emotions if you're not careful.

I'm very tired after painting for so long.

Clean up the mess.

He took out a towel and helped his young wife dry her body.

He wiped it roughly and carried the person to the bed.

The young wife is very beautiful.

Beautiful without knowing it.

Whenever I was scared or couldn't bear it anymore, I called his name.

"Jiang Rao...I'm afraid..."

"It hurts..."

“I don’t want it anymore…”

The more his young wife behaves like this, the more he likes her.

I did it on purpose every time just to see her feeling broken as she cried.

From dawn to nightfall.

The young wife cried herself to sleep and was not awakened even by the protesting sounds of her stomach.

Jiang Rao held the little face and kissed it gently.

In the end, I couldn't bear to do it, so I had to give up.

End early.

Jiang Rao got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower, then took a basin of warm water and wiped his young wife's body.

After finishing the work, it was already dark.

Jiang Rao stood beside the bed, seeing how sleepy his wife looked, and was reluctant to wake her up.

He didn't feel tired at all. Without any complaints or shouting, he felt refreshed instead.

"Jiang Rao..."

The young wife called his name in her dream.

The slightly crying tone makes her look pitiful.

Jiang Rao's eyes darkened slightly, and his resentment was filled with a hint of impulse.

Swallow up the sweetness in the air.

Still complaining of hunger, wanting to eat some more sweets.

Nine-Tailed Fox...

It seems that only when one is extremely tired and can no longer bear it will the body become empty.

Nine tails wrapped around his wrists and refused to let go.

The intermittent sobs touched my heart.

Jiang Rao leaned over and helped his young wife smooth the hair off her cheeks.

The little face is very nice to touch, smooth and tender. A little force will leave a mark. It is too delicate.

Jiang Rao hid his smile and his eyes fell on the corner of her lips.

How come it got broken again?

No wonder the young wife cried so hard.

It must be very painful that she couldn't help begging him...

Jiang Rao took his phone and walked out.

Beautiful pictures of my young wife echoed in my mind.

I should have asked for two more times.

It feels like it’s not enough, not nearly enough.

[Host, the resentment value is too high, you have to be careful...]

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