After they were done, the two of them fell asleep in the granary hugging each other.
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When they woke up, the sun was already setting.
The hunger in their stomachs forced them to get up, and the two of them climbed down from the granary naked.
They both went to the main room and rummaged through the floor for their clothes. Perhaps because she had slept naked all afternoon, Zhang Xiaoqin couldn't help but sneeze twice.
Seeing this, Fu Jun hurried forward to ask about her well-being, "Xiaoqin, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" He also considerately touched Zhang Xiaoqin's forehead, and his expression was really full of worry.
Zhang Xiaoqin suddenly felt that Fu Jun was so considerate, he was simply her Prince Charming. How blind she had been before, not realizing that such a good man was right beside her.
She pressed her body against Fu Jun's, with her hands hanging on Fu Jun's neck. Before either of them had time to put on their clothes, their bodies were in close contact again.
"It's okay. I'm made of iron. I don't feel uncomfortable that easily."
"Yes, I am made of iron. I am also made of iron."
As Fu Jun spoke, he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss Zhang Xiaoqin on the mouth.
Soon, Zhang Xiaoqin felt something hard pressing against her lower abdomen.
She knew what it was without having to think too much.
This time, Fu Jun was not so anxious.
His mouth kissed from top to bottom, all the way down, with no intention of stopping.
After a long time, he stopped moving forward, squatted there, and looked up at Zhang Xiaoqin.
It was the first time for Zhang Xiaoqin to experience such treatment. She couldn't help but tense up and her whole body froze.
"Are you hungry?" Fu Jun asked seriously, grabbing Zhang Xiaoqin's legs with both hands.
Zhang Xiaoqin blurted out without thinking, "Hungry!"
She didn't realize that this hunger was not the same as that hunger.
"Then let me feed you again so that you can have enough today." Fu Jun said, and his mouth began to circle around the door.
Only then did Zhang Xiaoqin realize that this was what Fu Jun meant by "hungry".
"You hooligan, you pervert." Zhang Xiaoqin cursed him in a flirtatious manner, but her face showed an expression of extreme enjoyment.
Fu Jun stopped talking and said, "You actually called me a hooligan? Then do you want to have it again?"
He deliberately asked knowingly, and Zhang Xiaoqin's expression of enjoyment was self-evident. He just wanted to tease Zhang Xiaoqin and see if she could resist his temptation.
"Hate it, stop talking nonsense and hurry up." Zhang Xiaoqin poked Fu Jun's head hard with her finger and said like a spoiled child.
Fu Jun carried her to sit on the square table. Zhang Xiaoqin supported her body with both hands. Fu Jun began to plunder her crazily as much as he could. With the help of his two hands, he actually - the scene at this moment was really filthy.
Zhang Xiaoqin suddenly cried out.
She was completely conquered by Fu Jun, and her mind and body were unable to extricate herself, and were firmly tied to Fu Jun.
It felt like a volcano erupting again and again. Fu Jun, who was already hungry, enjoyed it all with relish.
Zhang Xiaoqin was already feeling ecstatic, and her hands that were supporting her body had no strength left, so she collapsed directly onto the square table.
When Fu Jun saw her like this, he stopped talking, straightened his back and went straight in.
Every impact of Fu Jun was so strong and powerful, reaching the bottom every time, as if he wanted to push through the bottomless pit.
The iron-clad golden hoop penetrated Zhang Xiaoqin so deeply each time. She felt as if she was being torn apart, as if the golden hoop had already pierced her.
The bloating and unprecedented feeling of fullness made Zhang Xiaoqin scream in pain. She even had the illusion that this feeling was more full than when she gave birth.
Slowly, she felt as if her whole body was not her own, the blood in her body was boiling, her mind went blank for a moment, and she felt as if her body was floating.
This feeling appeared many times, but Fu Jun still did not surrender.
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Finally, Fu Jun stopped attacking.
Fu Jun rested for a while, then laboriously carried Zhang Xiaoqin into the house to rest. His legs were weak and his back ached, but he didn't want Zhang Xiaoqin to see it.
"Xiaoqin, take a rest for a while. I'll go get something to eat."
Zhang Xiaoqin was like a puddle of mud. She lay there and nodded obediently.
"Is it true that your mother and the others won't be back for two days?"
"yes!"
"Then I'll sleep next to you tonight." She didn't have the strength to walk back home anymore. Her legs were still shaking. She didn't have the confidence to walk even just around the corner.
"Okay, let's be a real couple for one night and sleep in the same bed."
Zhang Xiaoqin was willing to stay, and Fu Jun was so happy that he couldn't bear to refuse.
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