"You just found out..." Mei Ya muttered softly, while subconsciously raising her neck and kissing Zhong Mingwei. She also let Zhong Mingwei kiss the small dark red scar on her chin. Mei Ya always didn't like Zhong Mingwei kissing there before, but now she was kissed by Zhong Mingwei so gently. She felt so comfortable all over her body that she felt like she was flying in the clouds, "Kiss there again."
Zhong Mingwei was obviously flattered. He suddenly lowered his head. He kissed Meiya's entire neck. Meiya didn't like him touching that part before, so he didn't force her. Today, he finally got what he wanted. Not only was Meiya excited, but he, a middle-aged man in his thirties, was also very excited. After kissing for a while, he hurriedly unbuttoned Meiya's clothes. Fearing that Meiya would be angry, he explained breathlessly: "I just... just kiss, absolutely not, not messing around."
"Why..." Mei Ya took a deep breath. She looked up at Zhong Mingwei. Her lips trembled. After a long while, she spoke in a low voice, "Why can't we just mess around?"
Zhong Mingwei felt like his head was about to explode. His whole body was stiff, and he stared at Mei Ya without blinking. He couldn't utter a word for a long time.
"I... I'm confused," Mei Ya was looked at like this, and immediately waved her hands in panic. She felt extremely embarrassed, and immediately whispered, "I, I was just kidding you... ah!"
The next second, Zhong Mingwei had picked her up from the ground, kicked the door open, and limped into the room. Mei Ya's heart suddenly rose to her throat. She was not shy, but worried about Zhong Mingwei's legs. However, as soon as she met Zhong Mingwei's eyes, she was speechless and just stared at Zhong Mingwei.
"Girl, I can't take jokes," Zhong Mingwei said each word very lightly, but it was like thunder in the hearts of the two. He limped and carried Meiya into the bedroom, then put Meiya on the bed, and then climbed up and pressed on Meiya's body, "Girl, I can't wait any longer, let's get married tonight."
"Zhong Mingwei..." Mei Ya called softly, her eyes wide open. She was frightened a little bit, and her two hands were trembling on Zhong Mingwei's shoulders. She was obviously scared. Just when Zhong Mingwei thought she was going to push him away, those two white hands suddenly clamped around his neck, pulling him down with all her strength, pressing him down firmly, "Actually, I...I can't wait any longer..."
Mei Ya couldn't say any more, and the rest of her words were swallowed by Zhong Mingwei. It was at this moment that Mei Ya realized what a man really looked like when he went crazy.
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Mei Ya fell into a drowsy sleep in the second half of the night, but Zhong Mingwei couldn't sleep. He was too excited, he had never been so excited before. The girl lying in his arms was his sweetheart, who was fast asleep at this time, with her hands and feet wrapped around him as usual, but he felt that something was different from before. He leaned over and kissed the girl's sweaty forehead again, but the girl pouted, turned around and continued to sleep with her back to him, but Zhong Mingwei was not shocked at all, and shamelessly hugged the girl in his arms again.
"Girl," Zhong Mingwei leaned close to Mei Ya's ear and whispered. His voice was so soft that even he couldn't hear it clearly. In a trance, he seemed to be mumbling to himself, "I'm really happy. I've never been so happy and satisfied..."
Before he finished his sentence, Zhong Mingwei's eyes were wet. He couldn't continue, feeling that he was a loser. He was glad that Mei Ya couldn't see his embarrassing appearance. He simply ignored the embarrassing tears and sobbing voice, and continued to whisper to his little girl: "Girl, I never thought that I would have such a good life. I really didn't. Although I am a prince, I have been living a life of luxury since childhood, but I never thought that was a good life. The square sky, the square city, and the princes staring at the square piece of gold in my father's hand, this is everything I have..."
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