His black eyes were fixed on the woman's delicate and charming face after she was happy.
His voice was a little hoarse: "Wife, do you like the food?"
Meng Zhen nodded shyly.
I don’t know if it’s because of my physical constitution, but I feel very comfortable every time.
And it lasts for so long without feeling dry at all.
Instead, it becomes more and more moisturized and silky.
The man curled his lips when he got his wife's affirmation.
The hoarse voice persuaded him: "But, what should I do? I'm not full yet..."
Pushing further.
The implication in the words was naked and bold.
Looking at her husband's handsome and sexy face, and the hard and firm touch between his fingers, Meng Zhen's toes curled up in shame.
Her eyes were full of tears: "Then, how else do you want to eat?"
"Still want to..." The man leaned down.
"Don't..." Before Meng Zhen could stop him, the man's actions gave her the answer.
Meng Zhen's toes were curled up as tightly as possible.
Xinruan was breathing rapidly.
His chest rose and fell.
My mind went blank.
I don’t know how long the pause lasted before the two of them separated, panting.
Meng really didn't have the energy to eat dinner.
The man was full of energy.
Carry her to the bathroom and rinse her off.
As the steam rose, Meng Zhen bit her lower lip and buried her face in the man's chest: "Hubby...don't do that in the future..."
"What?" The man put his strong arms around her and put his thin lips close to her ear.
Meng Zhen's face flushed red from the heat, and after a long while, he managed to squeeze out two words: "Dirty..."
The man chuckled softly, his chest filled with joy.
He lowered his eyes to look into hers, and their burning gazes met in the mist.
The man curled his lips: "Wife, I want to make you happy."
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