Ye Zelin hugged Hua Fushu from behind, his graceful chin nestled in her neck and shoulder, and said softly, "Shu'er, I miss you."
Warm breath sprayed towards her ears. It was just the most ordinary words, but Hua Fushu's face turned red inexplicably. Did she think wrongly?
Ye Zelin is asking for sex, right?
Facts proved that she guessed right, Ye Zelin was just asking for sex.
Ye Zelin pecked Hua Fushu's earlobe lightly, and then pecked it a few more times. Hua Fushu suddenly felt itchy, and his face turned like a ripe peach on a branch.
"No, no, this..."
Hua Fushu murmured, she was a little uncomfortable with Ye Zelin's teasing.
"Don't do that." Ye Zelin smiled softly and asked the question even though he knew the answer.
He turned Hua Fushu's body over to face him and sealed her lips with a kiss.
“Hmm…”
“Hmm…”
Ye Zelin's kiss came unexpectedly, and Hua Fushu didn't react at first. It was not until Ye Zelin bit her in dissatisfaction that she realized it and cooperated.
The thunder aroused their desire for each other, and they kissed passionately.
Hua Fushu was dissatisfied with Ye Zelin's grasp of the initiative and launched a fierce counterattack.
Ye Zelin also did not allow Hua Fushu to gain the upper hand and refused to give in.
Finally, the kiss ended.
The two of them were gasping for breath.
Ye Zelin held the head of the bed with one hand and hugged Hua Fushu's waist with the other, his eyes never leaving the delicate girl in his arms.
Hua Fushu hooked one hand around Ye Zelin's waist and used the other hand to stroke his pounding heart to calm his breath.
God knows how much effort they put into just a kiss.
She didn't look at Ye Zelin. This guy was very domineering when he kissed her and didn't give her any ground at all.
This guy wouldn't let her go if she wasn't about to suffocate.
Hua Fushu raised his head to look at Ye Zelin, but met his staring gaze.
It turned out that this guy had been staring at her while she was catching her breath, his eyes like a cheetah examining its prey.
When Hua Fushu met such a look, he felt a little scared.
"Ye Zelin..."
As soon as I opened my mouth, he blocked my mouth.
The world was spinning, and Hua Fushu was pushed down onto the couch by him.
Inside the light gauze tent, the red waves rolled over, and the lovers made love until midnight.
Hua Fushu was lying on the inside, panting lightly with her head tilted, her face flushed and her hair disheveled.
Ye Zelin was lying on his side with his upper body naked. Although he was a little thin, he was also refined. His chest was firm and had distinct textures, which made people imagine a lot.
Such a good figure is hidden under the green shirt and is unknown to others.
But Hua Fushu knew.
Good skin, good figure, and a very good temperament, she likes this style.
"Do you want some water?" Ye Zelin was in high spirits and didn't feel tired at all.
Hua Fushu pulled the quilt up a little to cover the red-stained shoulder, "No."
Ye Zelin asked again, "Are you tired?"
In fact, Hua Fushu was a little tired. How could he not be tired after being tormented by him for so long?
However, Hua Fushu didn't want Ye Zelin to think that she was tired because she couldn't handle his vigorous energy.
She said directly, "I'm not tired."
Ye Zelin didn't know what was going on in her mind, so he just thought she was really not tired and said, "Let's continue later."
Hua Fushu's face changed slightly, and he cried out in his heart, Oh God, please forgive me!
How could she have so much energy to accompany him?
She gritted her teeth secretly. This guy was getting too greedy, wasn't he? If she didn't take over as a wife, he would lose his mind and forget who he was.
Hua Fushu pushed Ye Zelin's chest and he lay down flat.
Hua Fushu quickly stood up after lifting the quilt, and with a stride of his slender and well-proportioned legs, he sat directly on Ye Zelin.
Ye Zelin raised his arm, and his slender fingers teased Hua Fushu's slender waist. His lips curled up slightly, as if smiling.
"Shu'er." His tone was surprisingly gentle, as if he was calling some treasure.
However, Hua Fushu did not hear the deep affection in Ye Zelin's words and leaned down.
Ye Zelin showed a bright smile at that moment, but the next moment he frowned and showed a painful expression.
Yes, Hua Fushu's white teeth bit Ye Zelin's shoulder directly, and a faint smell of blood drifted between Hua Fushu's lips and teeth.
Who made Ye Zelin make her wait so long during the day? Who made Ye Zelin torment her so much?
"Fushu?" Ye Zelin gritted his teeth.
Hua Fushu opened his mouth and didn't get off. He still sat on Ye Zelin and looked at the teeth marks on his shoulder. "Zhenqi Gang! Will you dare to make me wait for you for so long again in the future?"
Ye Zelin turned his head to look at the teeth marks on his shoulder, feeling a little amused.
He had only heard that the husband is the leader of the wife, but had never heard that the wife is the leader of the husband.
How did this woman come up with this?
He didn't know what other thoughts were in her mind.
"I don't want it anymore." Hua Fushu said.
"My dear, I won't dare to do it again. I promise there won't be a next time."
Ye Zelin apologized sincerely, and it was unclear whether he was apologizing for making her wait for a long time during the day, or for tiring her out.
He glanced at Hua Fushu, and saw the red spots on her white collarbone, all traces of his presence.
Hua Fushu moved away from him, and Ye Zelin lifted the quilt and wrapped it around her, also covering himself.
Ye Zelin hugged Hua Fushu, with a hint of shame in his deep eyes. He said softly, "Go to sleep. I won't bother you anymore."
He knew that he had gone too far in torturing Hua Fushu. She was already tired, but he still wanted more. He felt like a bit of a bad person.
There is a long way to go, so there is no need to rush.
Hua Fushu fell asleep in Ye Zelin's arms.
…
The sunlight shines through the window lattice and into the house, and a few new swallows sing in the sycamore tree.
"What kind of eyebrows do you want to draw, willow leaf eyebrows or distant mountain eyebrows?"
In front of the dressing table, Ye Zelin held a black brush in his hand, ready to draw eyebrows for Hua Fushu.
Hua Fushu asked him, "Can you draw eyebrows?"
Hua Fushu obviously didn't believe Ye Zelin. He was a young man from a noble family. Even if he wasn't raised in luxury, drawing eyebrows was something that only women could do. Why would a grown man like him learn to draw eyebrows?
Ye Zelin said confidently, "I have learned it."
He had seen his mother draw eyebrows before, and had also seen Douzhi draw eyebrows for Ruhuan. He had also read about various ways to draw eyebrows in a miscellaneous book.
Seeing Ye Zelin's confident look, Hua Fushu couldn't help but wonder, can this guy really draw eyebrows?
She suddenly asked, "Who have you done eyebrows for?"
Ye Zelin couldn't help feeling a little guilty. He had learned how to draw eyebrows, but he had never done it for anyone.
"I've seen my mother and Ruhuan draw their eyebrows, but I've never drawn eyebrows for anyone else."
Hua Fushu understood what was said. He had seen others draw eyebrows, but he had never actually done it.
Doesn't this mean that you don't know how to do it?
She pointed at herself, "So, you're going to use me as a training ground."
Ye Zelin denied it, "How could it be?"
How would he know if he could draw eyebrows if he didn't try?
What if the painting is very good?
What is learned on paper must eventually be put into practice. Who else can he paint for except his wife?
Hua Fushu was full of disbelief and said, "I'll do it myself."
She really didn't believe that Ye Zelin could draw eyebrows well. If he drew them ugly, she would have to draw them again.
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