Wen Yu's words were full of provocation.
This is no different from just saying you can't do it.
Ning Xuanyan stared at Wen Yu's eyes, as if trying to judge whether what she said was true or false.
After all, this woman has fooled him too many times.
Maybe she had deliberately teased him today and made him burn with desire, and then she would just pat her butt and go down the mountain as if nothing had happened, leaving him alone and feeling extremely uncomfortable.
She could definitely do such a thing.
What's more, it's really bold here.
As if she saw what Ning Xuanyan was thinking, Wen Yu leaned over and kissed him on the lips with a hint of wetness.
"Can you do it? If not, find someone else."
Ning Xuanyan: ...
The next second, Ning Xuanyan caught up with Wen Yu's lips, pried them open, and sucked hard and eagerly.
As their lips and tongues intertwined, Ning Xuanyan's breathing became heavier, and the rubbing movements of his hands became heavier, his fingers were shaking, their noses touched together, and their breathing was entangled, inseparable.
"Wen Yu, don't play tricks on me." He said and took another light bite.
Wen Yu pinched Ning Xuanyan's earlobe with her fingertips, her lips sparkling with water, and she raised the corners of her lips: "This is the wild man of this princess."
Ning Xuanyan: ...
His eyes moved, and he leaned over and bit a small piece of Wen Yu's neck meat with some dissatisfaction: "I'm not a wild man."
Ning Xuanyan's lips and tongue lingered over Wen Yu's jaw and neck, then slowly moved down.
He grabbed one side of the shirt and pulled it aside, revealing his fair shoulders and collarbone.
He buried his head in it, and the faint fragrance instantly permeated his nose.
The joy of regaining what he had lost, the invitation from his beloved, and the warmth in her arms straightened out all the nerves in his brain.
He couldn't help but murmur Wen Yu's name while kissing her.
But he still had a little bit of clarity, so he picked up Wen Yu and said, "Let's go to the house down the mountain..."
"Auntie Li is at home, and your movement will make a lot of noise. Don't scare Auntie Li. She is a good person..."
Wen Yu climbed onto his shoulders, leaned against the tree, and curled her lips playfully: "I'm serious, right here, do you want to do it? If not, find someone else."
Ning Xuanyan met Wen Yu's gaze, his heart beating wildly, so loudly that he had a slight tinnitus, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was reality or an illusion.
She wasn't kidding him, this bad woman was really going to accept him.
"Wen Yu..."
Ning Xuanyan held Wen Yu's lips again, and the sound of kissing echoed in the mountains.
Wen Yu slowly closed her eyes and responded softly, while her hand moved restlessly down, untied Ning Xuanyan's belt and threw it on the ground.
Ning Xuanyan loosened his waist and let go of Wen Yu's lips.
His eyes were still red, but he was no longer anxious. Instead, they were sparkling with determination and strong feelings.
"It's too dangerous under the tree. I don't want you to be seen by others..."
As he spoke, he suddenly picked up Wen Yu into the air, lightly tapped his toes, and brought her to an extremely thick tree.
The tree was so thick that a person could lie down flat on its trunk. Ning Xuanyan gently put Wen Yu down and took off his coat to put under her.
Then he untied her belt and opened her collar, revealing her laurel-yellow bellyband.
The delicate shoulders are so white that they are dazzling.
Finally, he pulled off the straps around Wen Yu's neck and threw the bellyband on a tree trunk nearby, letting the straps hang down.
The dense tree canopy is layered and the green leaves are intertwined.
The sunlight shines through the dense gaps, casting mottled shadows on Wen Yu's face and body, attracting Ning Xuanyan to stare at her without blinking, lost in thought.
Wen Yu clasped her arms loosely across her chest, a little afraid to move because the tree was too tall.
If she fell down, she would probably become disabled to the extent of 10 and unable to take care of herself.
"Ning Xuanyan, he will fall down..."
Ning Xuanyan kissed Wen Yu's shoulder with an obsessive kiss, his eyes were filled with a faint smile: "What? You don't dare?"
Wen Yu used this sentence to provoke him, and now the boomerang hit Wen Yu right between the eyebrows.
Wen Yu: ...
In fact, she believed in Ning Xuanyan. He could protect her even if she fell off a cliff, so how could he protect her with a tree?
But she hooked her lips and said, "It's not that I don't dare, I'm just afraid that you will not perform well on the tree, and then I won't be satisfied and can't return it."
Ning Xuanyan: ...
He suddenly smiled, his eyes moved, and he slowly took off all his clothes and hung them together with Wen Yu's bellyband.
The corners of his upturned eyes were tinged with a hint of lust. He took away her arms that were around her chest and placed them on his abdominal muscles, slowly moving them around.
"I will try my best to satisfy Her Royal Highness the Princess."
This name brought a hint of surprise to Wen Yu's eyes.
His lips were kissed again. Ning Xuanyan really enjoyed kissing Wen Yu, and he did it over and over again without getting tired of it.
His kiss was like a flame, covering the chest, abdomen, waist, and thighs, leaving no part untouched.
Wen Yu closed her eyes and clasped the edge of the tree trunk with her fingertips.
The leaves swayed gently with the occasional breeze, and the sunlight fell on Wen Yu like broken gold, shining like a miracle.
Ning Xuanyan hugged Wen Yu tightly, and light and shadow fell on his back, changing unpredictably with his movement.
Wen Yu's fingers scratched his back, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead, wetting his hair and sticking to the sides of his face.
Ning Xuanyan held Wen Yu's legs...
A breeze blew and a leaf fell to the ground.
"Ning Xuanyan, you bastard!"
The mountains were filled with low gasps and Wen Yu's occasional shouts and curses.
Can't tell whether it's anger or joy.
The dense canopy of trees covered everything.
But I could vaguely see a white and smooth calf hanging down...
After an unknown amount of time, Ning Xuanyan kissed the corner of Wen Yu's lips devoutly, with satisfaction and happiness flashing in his eyes.
He finally became hers.
Ning Xuanyan brushed away the loose hair around Wen Yu's cheek and picked her up.
Wen Yu: ...
Obviously, another round.
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