Song Wenjing warned in a low voice.
Jiang Jingyu grabbed his collar tightly, as if he had grabbed the last straw.
After an unknown amount of time, the thunder finally subsided, and Song Wenjing's patience had reached its limit.
He put his arm around Jiang Jingyu's shoulders and let her withdraw from his arms, then gently tucked the loose hair on her forehead behind her ears.
"It's okay, don't be afraid."
As Song Wenjing spoke, he pulled down the quilt that Jiang Jingyu was wearing, and then helped her lie down.
"It's getting late, Ayu, go to bed early."
Song Wenjing looked away, pretended to be calm, stood up, and was about to leave when someone suddenly grabbed his sleeve.
Song Wenjing was stunned and turned to look at Jiang Jingyu.
Jiang Jingyu was wrapped up, leaving only her head exposed. She met Song Wenjing's gaze and said with some difficulty: "Your Majesty, please don't leave. I'm afraid..."
Jiang Jingyu's almond-shaped eyes were watery, and her little face was flushed with an alluring blush under the candlelight.
Song Wenjing pursed his lips, struggling internally, but in the end he compromised with her.
"Okay, I won't leave. I'll stay with Ayu tonight."
He took a deep breath and sat down on the bed again, just quietly accompanying her.
Jiang Jingyu moved in a little, then lifted the corner of the quilt and said, "Your Majesty, please come in too. It's very cold tonight. I can't bear the consequences if Your Majesty catches a cold."
Her invitation once again challenged Song Wenjing's patience.
Song Wenjing hesitated for a moment, then took off his outer robe and lay down beside Jiang Jingyu.
Although the two were lying on the same bed, there was a gap between them, just like their hearts at this moment, which could never be tied together.
Just as the weather was good, another bolt of thunder struck.
"ah--"
Jiang Jingyu screamed and moved towards Song Wenjing.
The space between the two of them was instantly covered. Jiang Jingyu hugged Song Wenjing's arms tightly with both hands and pressed her little face against his shoulder.
The soft touch on his arm challenged Song Wenjing's patience again.
He had a bulge somewhere and turned his head to look at the little woman lying on his shoulder.
After the muffled thunder, heavy rain followed. Jiang Jingyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes until the thunder faded away.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she met Song Wenjing's burning gaze.
Jiang Jingyu was stunned and subconsciously wanted to let go of Song Wenjing.
But the man's inner desire has been aroused by her time and time again, and he urgently needs to find a breakthrough to vent. How could he let her escape from the shackles so easily?
Before Jiang Jingyu could pull away, Song Wenjing turned over and pressed her under him.
There was a raging fire of desire in his eyes, as if it wanted to burn Jiang Jingyu to ashes.
Jiang Jingyu's eyes widened, and she could clearly feel the burning sensation in her lower abdomen.
Unable to bear it any longer, Song Wenjing leaned over and kissed the red lips he had been thinking about day and night, not giving Jiang Jingyu any chance to speak.
The temperature in the room rose instantly.
Song Wenjing's big palm passed through her hair, and the unique fragrance of her body reached his nose, which made him even more confused. His brain was blank, and everything he did was based on his instinct.
Her lips were so fragrant and soft that Song Wenjing uncontrollably increased his strength. The pain from her lips made Jiang Jingyu slightly distracted, and her teeth were easily pried open by him.
The tip of her penis went straight in, sweeping across her lips and teeth again and again, making people intoxicated.
"Hmm~"
Jiang Jingyu moaned, her mind was wandering and her body was limp, allowing Song Wenjing to run wild and sweep through her mouth.
Song Wenjing supported himself on the bed with one hand and held the back of Jiang Jingyu's head with the other, not giving her any chance to escape.
His kiss was soft yet fierce, but his body was as hard as iron.
"Hmm~"
Although Jiang Jingyu tried her best to restrain herself, moans still escaped from her throat.
Her screams were so numbing that Song Wenjing's blood boiled.
After a long time, until his arms that were supporting the bed became numb, he let go of her reluctantly.
The little woman under him had blushing cheeks, like a bud about to bloom, making one want to pick it.
Song Wenjing moved his big hands that were supporting the bed and pressed his entire body on her.
He held her little face in his hands, the lust in his eyes unconcealed.
The clarity in Jiang Jingyu's eyes contrasted sharply with the filth in Song Wenjing's heart.
Song Wenjing breathed heavily and buried his face in Jiang Jingyu's neck.
"Ayu, I want to..."
As their bodies pressed tightly together, the temperature of Jiang Jingyu's abdomen became frighteningly hot. It was obvious what Song Wenjing wanted to do.
Song Wenjing didn't say anything else, but he expressed his desire with his actions.
His palm moved down dishonestly, and finally stopped at her slender waist.
He pinched Jiang Jingyu's slender waist with his tiger's mouth, and his slightly rough big palm stroked her smooth skin through her thin skirt.
Outside the palace, the rain was getting heavier, hitting the ground mercilessly and stirring up waves of water.
Even though the autumn rain was light and cool, it still couldn't dilute the heat in Song Wenjing's body.
He placed his big hand on Jiang Jingyu's waist and moved slowly, each step a test.
Jiang Jingyu did not stop him. Her acquiescence undoubtedly gave Song Wenjing the courage to take the next step.
Song Wenjing looked down at her. The distance between them was only a few centimeters. Their warm breaths intertwined, and he couldn't tell whether it was his or hers.
There was an inexplicable emotion in Song Wenjing's eyes. He tightened his fingers slightly and placed his fist lightly on her chest, feeling her body temperature and heartbeat.
He looked at her and said word by word: "Ayu, I want to enter your heart."
Jiang Jingyu didn't answer him, but her arms slowly climbed up his neck.
A smile appeared on Song Wenjing's lips, and the haze in his heart was immediately swept away.
The fist against her chest stretched out slightly, holding her softness.
The clothes fluttered down and scattered all over the ground.
Song Wenjing's thin lips pressed against hers again. Unlike the gentleness just now, this time he kissed her fiercely. The veins on his arms bulged and he held her shoulders tightly.
Jiang Jingyu put her arms around his neck and let him sweep her lips and teeth, going deeper and deeper.
Just when Jiang Jingyu was breathless from the fierce kiss, Song Wenjing's thin lips moved and fell on her neck.
"Hmm~"
Jiang Jingyu trembled slightly and turned her head to the side, revealing her fair neck.
Song Wenjing's thin lips fell on her collarbone, biting and rubbing it gently.
Jiang Jingyu's face flushed and her voice was soft and charming.
Her slight tremor made his heart tingle, and he subconsciously leaned towards the middle...
"hiss--"
Jiang Jingyu slightly exerted force with her hands around Song Wenjing's neck and hooked the black hair behind him.
Last time, Jiang Jingyu was drugged by an aphrodisiac and was a little confused. It was also Song Wenjing's first time having sex, so he was also a little dizzy.
But this time, both of them were conscious and clear.
While they were both conscious, they endured wave after wave of huge waves, sinking together with each other...
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