I must have been in a tizzy for most of last night and my body couldn't take it anymore.
In order to appease a husband whose self-confidence has been severely damaged, the man probably had evil intentions for a long time.
Taking advantage of the rest on the second day, Chen Yanming spent plenty of time to entangle his beautiful wife. He hugged his wife and carefully felt the silky skin against his palm.
Qing Yuer's skin is as white as jade, and her tender little feet are also white. Logically speaking, no matter how well ordinary people take care of themselves, they are bound to have some dead skin, light spots, and keratin.
His wife is different, her whole body is fair and flawless.
In a hurry, she slightly opened her cherry lips, which were soaked with rose juice, and raised her swan neck, as if to avoid the man's hot kiss.
With her husband's gaze lingering passionately on her face, her pretty little face was filled with unbearable tears, wet, and a thin red spread at the corners of her eyes.
With his blind and dazed eyes wide open, he couldn't bear it any longer and helplessly raised his trembling fist to beat the chest of Shen Yanming, who was bullying him.
In the man's eyes, she was reluctant but willing. The man gritted his teeth, stared at his wife's fair little face with dazed eyes, unable to resist the temptation.
He approached and bit her swollen lips, and the beautiful wife sobbed and ignored her husband.
His thin lips mixed with hot breath licked his wife's wet face clean bit by bit. It was fragrant and sweet. Having a wife is a great thing.
Qing Yuer was too tired the night before, so as expected, she slept soundly the next day.
Chen Yanming doesn't have to go to work on weekends, and his biological clock, which has been developed over time, wakes him up on time at six o'clock every morning.
The floor-length curtains not far from the bed were tightly drawn, and the room was dim.
It did not prevent the man from opening his eyelids and subconsciously focusing his attention on his arms. His hands were clinging to his chest, and his wife was sleeping peacefully with her beautiful lips raised.
My wife is so obedient, half of her face is pressed against his chest.
The man stared at his wife's face without making any expression. His fingers gently scratched the pink and white cheek flesh that his wife pressed against his chest.
His chest was hard and his wife's face was soft. He felt the smoothness of his fingertips and smiled contentedly at his wife who was sleeping soundly in his arms.
Chen Yanming's fingertips were covered with a thin layer of calluses, and they scratched Qing Yuer's face. Even though the man unconsciously softened his strength, a small piece of thin red was still left on her face.
Unable to bear it any longer, Qing Yuer frowned and slapped the finger that was causing trouble on her face.
Chen Yanming pursed his lips and smiled, looking at his wife like a cat, rubbing her pitiful little face against his chest.
She murmured softly with a trailing sound, and muttered a few words timidly. After a while, she fell asleep soundly in his arms again.
My wife is so cute! The man exclaimed again and again and was fascinated by his wife.
He didn't move, just staring at his wife's sleeping face stupidly, and he couldn't get enough of looking at her.
Until he reached under the quilt with his free hand and groped his way to his wife's flat belly.
I looked at my wrist and it was almost nine o'clock. It didn't matter whether I had breakfast or not, but my delicate wife had to eat and couldn't miss a meal.
She kissed the two babies' little faces, which had become more and more plump because of her care. They looked rosy as they slept.
The man stuffed a pillow under his wife's face, got out of bed easily and went to the kitchen.
At around 9:30, a small ball under the sky blue thin blanket was awakened by a rumbling stomach and touched its shriveled belly.
Only then did Qing Yuer realize that she was hungry and groped her way up to sit up on the bed.
“Hiss, hiss, hiss…”
I just sat up, and before I could sit still, the dull pain in my waist from being manipulated yesterday started to spread throughout my body.
Qing Yuer pouted in grievance. Being blind, she naturally couldn't see the layers of bright red marks left on her fair neck as the man declared his sovereignty.
She only felt pain in her back and waist, and a slight pain in her skin, which was not severe but obvious.
Shen Yanming pushed open the door and looked inside. His dark pupils suddenly constricted when he saw him in the room.
Qing Yuer, who was half-sitting on the bed, probably felt pain, and her slender white fingers carefully touched the red marks on her neck.
He left that there on purpose because he was possessive last night.
In Shen Yanming's increasingly obscure eyes, his beautiful wife now looked extremely pitiful.
She could not see the horrific marks all over her body, and could only open her blank and innocent eyes, her pale, pretty face showing helplessness.
The pearly white teeth gently bit the lips that were about to ooze out sweet juice in the next second, and explored them bit by bit.
She knew nothing and could not see anything. She could not escape when she was bullied. She even dared not cry loudly and could only sob quietly.
"...husband?"
Someone in the room noticed this, and Qing Yuer, who was wearing a pink and white silk nightgown, felt even more aggrieved.
She bit her lip, fluttered her eyelashes like a fan, and opened her arms towards the door.
I feel uncomfortable and need my husband to hug me.
Qing Yuer was not so spoiled before. In the welfare home, she rarely bothered others and was embarrassed to bother others.
Chen Yanming was different. He doted on her day and night.
Qing Yuer is still silent, unapproachable and indifferent in front of outsiders. She wraps herself in thick indifference to protect herself from external harm.
But facing a husband who dotes on her excessively, Qing Yuer, as his wife, knows that men are only patient with her, so she can easily act coquettishly towards her husband.
"Hubby, my waist hurts, give it a squeeze."
I sat on my husband's lap and was fed breakfast, even though it was a little late.
After dinner, Qing Yuer, who was suffering from severe back pain, heard footsteps coming from the kitchen.
Guessing that the man had cleared the dishes, Qing Yu'er huddled together on the sofa and whispered to Chen Yanming, who had cooked, cleaned the kitchen, and then fed the dog.
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