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He Monian rolled around on the bed with Nan Qing in his arms, sometimes he was on top and sometimes Nan Qing was on top.
The sheets on the bed were thrown to the floor by the two of them, but neither of them seemed to care.
Suddenly, their rolling motion stopped, and He Monian, who was pinned beneath Nan Qing, let out a suppressed sound, a sound that seemed to be a mixture of pain and pleasure...
Looking at the small tooth mark she had left on He Monian's chest, Nan Qing looked at He Monian triumphantly.
Hmph! How dare you bite me? I'm not someone to be trifled with!!
But Nanqing clearly forgot that every time she made this move in other small worlds, the end result was that she would be tormented quite a bit.
Sure enough, when Nan Qing looked up, she saw He Monian staring straight at her, his eyes seemingly holding something.
Before Nan Qing could say anything, He Monian pressed her down onto the bed, even pinning her small hands above her head with one hand.
At this moment, He Monian was somewhat fierce. He was panting heavily when he forcefully kissed Nan Qing's lips, even biting his own tongue until it bled, instantly filling their lips and tongues with a stimulating, bloody smell.
After a while, he gently licked and nibbled at her ear, whispering:
"Qingqing, do you like it?"
The playful antics didn't end until after 6 p.m. If Nan Qing and He Monian hadn't said they were hungry, he probably wouldn't have let go of them.
Although their clothes were somewhat disheveled, they were both still properly worn.
Although He Monian felt very uncomfortable and tormented, he was still very interested in the game and was in a very excited state throughout.
After finishing their meal, he urged Nan Qing to wash up. After Nan Qing returned to her room, she even saw He Monian lying directly on her bed.
Nan Qing, dressed in cotton pajamas, stood in front of the bed, silently watching this scene.
"He Monian, go back to your room."
But He Monian responded with incredibly swift movements. He held Nan Qing tightly in his arms, carefully covered her with the blanket, closed his eyes, and said in a roguish tone:
"You said it yourself, we'll get married when we go back to Beijing, so you'll be my wife. What's wrong with me lying in the same bed with my own wife? Come on, go to sleep."
After saying this confidently, He Monian turned off the bedside lamp and pressed Nan Qing's head closer to his chest. He had never known the joy of having a wife before.
Now that he knows, who would want to sleep alone in that cold, hard bed? He'd rather sleep with his soft, squishy Qingqing in his arms.
Nothing I say will work!!
Nan Qing tried to move the thick blanket to the side and peeked through the darkness at He Monian's tightly closed eyes.
Well, I'll be going back to Beijing tomorrow anyway.
She wanted to see if He Monian dared to act like a scoundrel in front of her father.
Since she couldn't break free, she found herself a comfortable position, placing her small hands on He Monian's chest and even pressing her thighs against him. Before long, she fell into a sweet sleep.
He Monian, sensing Nan Qing's movement, smiled slightly. He knew it; his Qingqing loved him the most. At most, she would say a few words, but she definitely wouldn't send him away.
Lin Guofu's words made some sense; if you want a wife, you have to be thick-skinned.
He was immature before, but he'll understand from now on!
He'll wait, once he gets to Beijing, he'll immediately propose to the Commander. A wife, children, and a warm bed—that's the kind of happiness he craves too!
Oh, no, let's forget about the kids for now. Having a wife is enough.
Thinking of this, He Monian tightened his arms around Nan Qing and gave her still slightly swollen lips a precise kiss.
Wife, daughter-in-law, my love, his!
He Monian was so excited that he couldn't sleep. He kept looking at Nan Qing's sleeping face through the light from the window, but he couldn't help but kiss her.
He doesn't want to do anything, he just wants to kiss his beloved, is that too much to ask?
Feeling that he was not going too far at all, He Monian kept showering Nan Qing's face, ears, and neck with countless tiny kisses.
Perhaps because he was always mindful not to wake Qingqing, his movements were exceptionally gentle, and indeed, they did not disturb Nanqing's deep sleep.
But gradually, his body started to ache, and his deliberately suppressed breathing became increasingly heavy.
Looking at Nan Qing's sleeping face, thoughts raced through his mind. In the end, he took Nan Qing's small hand and gently placed it on his body.
Even through his clothes, a deep voice came from deep in his throat. He admitted that he was despicable, shameless, and shameless...
But he was shameless to begin with; all he wanted was his beloved Qingqing.
He slowly moved Nan Qing's small hand, guiding that soft little hand to caress him continuously. In the darkness, a satisfied expression gradually appeared on He Monian's face.
However, he didn't do anything more, he just kept squeezing Nanqing's small hand and touching it repeatedly.
It wasn't until late at night that he slowly fell asleep holding Nanqing.
Even though he had only closed his eyes for a short time, his biological clock, ingrained over many years, still woke him up at dawn.
Even though a night had passed and he had entertained himself all night, the excitement in his heart had not dissipated.
He pulled Nanqing closer to him, and with his right hand, he draped Nanqing's thigh back over his body.
He liked it when his beloved slept in his arms like this.
Just like last night, he kept his eyes open and stared at Nan Qing, occasionally placing a light kiss on her cheek.
So when Nan Qing woke up, she saw He Monian kissing her face repeatedly. She lazily opened her eyes and closed them again, saying in a voice still thick with nasal tone:
"He Monian, what time is it?"
He Monian completely ignored her words. After seeing Nan Qing wake up, he kissed her even more recklessly, silencing her words, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."
He Monian seemed to have inexhaustible energy, constantly pressing down on Nan Qing and kissing her. So when Nan Qing finally got out of bed, she looked at the time and it was already past nine o'clock.
Okay, okay, even if she doesn't want to stay in bed, she still gets up this late.
Nan Qing glared fiercely at He Monian, who was helping her put on her coat. How could she have ever found He Monian cute before?
That's clearly another wolf!
I don't know how he managed to complete such a dramatic personality change in such a short period of time.
Just six months ago, he was a good comrade who would blush if he spoke to me!
Just a few months ago, he was still that same guy who would get nervous even when holding his own little hand.
How did it suddenly turn into this domineering He Monian, who's pinning her down and preventing her from getting out of bed?!
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