Chapter 390 Good job
"My wife."
"Um."
"My wife."
"What's wrong?"
"My wife..."
"You really are..."
Meng Lingge felt weak all over from his call. Since she had almost finished her dinner, she simply stood up and walked gracefully to the bedside.
Wen Zhiming followed closely behind, each step seemingly floating on clouds.
The room was dark and the lights were off. Two figures sat close together on the edge of the bed.
Wen Zhiming smelled the fragrance emanating from Meng Lingge's body, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Meng Lingge's slightly reddened earlobes, her fair and jade-like neck under her collar, and the undulating lines of her chest.
He could hear his own heart pounding like a drum.
Unable to control himself any longer, he turned and touched Meng Lingge's shoulders, kissing her while impatiently tearing off her clothes.
The warm, soft touch captivated him, his lips moving from top to bottom, his hands lingering freely.
His breathing was rapid, his eyes were unfocused, yet he managed to hold back from getting to the point.
"My husband..."
Meng Lingge watched Wen Zhiming busily working on her body. The twilight enveloped him, casting a pale yellow halo around his figure.
A fine sheen of sweat appeared on his brow, and his whole body resembled a large, sticky rice cake, clinging to him, with a soft, greasy, and damp feeling permeating the air.
"Husband, this will make you feel even worse." Meng Lingge gently stroked his Adam's apple.
The man's burning gaze, his wildly beating heart, and the hard, hot erection pressed against her leg all testified to the immense effort he was putting into suppressing his desire...
Meng Lingge's hand slid down her body, landing directly on Wen Zhiming's waist. With a gentle tug, she playfully touched it.
The tongue touches and they separate instantly; the voice is captivating and enchanting.
"Let me help my husband."
Wen Zhiming let out a soft, soothing hum as he was touched.
His eyes widened in shock, his limbs stiffened, and all the fire burning within him gathered in one place as he watched the girl beneath him tremble with fluttering eyelashes, her charming and alluring beauty, the faint blush rising on her body, and her playful yet clumsy handling of fire.
After the initial shock faded, Wen Zhiming's eyes were filled with joy, followed by deep pity.
He gently stroked Meng Lingge's dark hair with his large hand, playing with it with extreme tenderness.
He wanted to be gentle and slow, making Meng Lingge feel relaxed and comfortable, but Meng Lingge complained that he was dawdling and wasting too much time. She mischievously changed the pace, forcing Wen Zhiming's eyes to glaze over, his heart to flutter, and gradually he lost his reason and crumbled completely.
Realizing something was wrong, he immediately wanted to leave, but fearing he might hurt Meng Lingge in his haste, he hesitated for a moment, but it was too late. The evidence of his evil deeds fell to the place where it shouldn't have fallen.
Wen Zhiming was both embarrassed and ashamed, and hurriedly used his own clothes to wipe the marks on Meng Lingge's body.
"My wife, I..."
"What's the panic?" Meng Lingge pressed her hand against his lips, threatening him with a smile. "If you keep being so timid and cowardly, you won't be sleeping in the bed anymore."
When his wife in bed criticized him for being timid and cowardly, Wen Zhiming's shame vanished, replaced by a surge of annoyance and embarrassment.
"I didn't," Wen Zhiming argued, his face flushed. He then fiercely picked up Meng Lingge and gently placed her on the bed.
Gently cover the quilt with a brocade blanket.
"I was just afraid of scaring you."
He was extremely enthusiastic about marital intimacy, and naturally, he had also secretly read and appreciated those erotic books.
He's not unaware of the situation; he's just unwilling to let go.
He was reluctant to be too crazy about Meng Lingge, and he was also afraid that his wife would find him reckless.
Meng Lingge had only meant it as a joke, but seeing his serious demeanor, she felt a little suspicious.
Although Wen Zhiming doesn't usually have many tricks up his sleeve, he is still very satisfying in that area. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he is exceptionally gifted and has excess energy.
Are they still hiding something, or have they not used some tricks?
This curiosity piqued Meng Lingge's interest, and she lifted a corner of the quilt.
"Oh? Then come here and see if you can scare me?"
The body, partially obscured by the brocade quilt, possessed an irresistible allure.
Wen Zhiming's blood surged, and the lust that had just subsided returned with a vengeance because of those words.
Since his wife is not bothered by this matter, it suits him perfectly.
Obediently, she crawled into the quilt that Meng Lingge had lifted, her hot body pressed against it, her voice still incredibly gentle.
"My wife is pregnant, so I'll have to wait another two or three months before I start to scare you. But now that you've served me, it's my turn to serve you."
After saying that, he picked up the belt from the ground, covered Meng Lingge's eyes, and placed his lips on Meng Lingge's earlobe.
"My lady, don't move. Just leave it to your husband."
Meng Lingge stared wide-eyed, but all she could see was darkness; she couldn't see anything at all.
Her hands were free, but a strange and expectant thought arose in her mind, making her unwilling to reach out and untie the belt over her eyes.
With limited vision, the sense of touch becomes more sensitive.
She felt Wen Zhiming's lips and hands caressing and stroking her body, sending shivers down her spine and making her moan softly involuntarily.
When all the caresses reached the crucial point, all her senses screamed, trembled, and were frantically entangled in it.
That bad man.
So he really does know how.
He's good at it.
The sky outside was completely dark, but the lanterns in the Fengyi Palace courtyard brought a faint light to the room, making the atmosphere inside even more enchanting and romantic.
Night has fallen, and it's time for the couple to enjoy their night together.
This is just the beginning.
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December 24th.
Prince Zhongqin's Mansion.
Su Leyan sat upright in front of the bronze mirror, letting the matchmaker dress her up.
She had no maternal family and had long been living with Wen Kehao in the Anshun Prince's Mansion, so there was no need to go to her maternal family to fetch her. When the auspicious time arrived, she could simply go to the wedding ceremony with Wen Kehao.
Normally, there would be no need to get up so early to dress up, but today, in addition to her wedding, the third daughter of the Meng family and the Gu family's military officer Gu are also getting married. Both families are newly rich in the capital, and most of the guests are officials from the court.
To avoid putting the guests in a difficult position, the two families agreed that the wedding of the Prince Zhong's family would be held first, while the wedding of the Gu family would be scheduled for the afternoon. By staggering the times, the guests could attend the banquet at the Prince Zhong's family first, and then go to the Gu family's wedding banquet in the afternoon.
Su Leyan looked at her beautiful face in the bronze mirror, her emotions were very complicated.
While the matchmaker was busy styling her hair, she joked, "Bride, don't be too nervous. You're so beautiful, you'll look even more stunning when you smile. The prince will definitely be amazed when he sees you."
This girl is truly beautiful; she doesn't need much makeup. A little light makeup is all it takes to make her look elegant and refined.
For some reason, she always looked gloomy and sighed frequently. If she didn't know that the girl and the prince were already in love and that today's wedding was just a formality, she would have thought that the prince had snatched the girl from somewhere and didn't want to get married.
Although Prince Zhong is a bit frightening in appearance, he is a prince of noble birth and is skilled in both literature and martial arts. What could this girl be unhappy about? Why is she being so dramatic about getting married?
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