48 No matter how gangster you are, I will still be your husband.

48 No matter how gangster you are, I will still be your husband.

Jiaming's cold hands crossed Xia Yang's chest muscles. Xia Yang felt like she was burning up, and the fire dragon under her body was screaming to erupt. He untied her pajamas and slid his hand into her small tube top. Well,

These days, after eating and drinking well at home, the little girl's breasts seem to have grown again, which is good.

Although the air conditioning was turned on in the room, it was still winter, so he didn't dare to take off her clothes for fear that she would catch a cold. He completely untied her pajamas and kissed her delicate skin down her neck.

, it turns red as soon as you smoke it.

His warm palms caressed the softness of her chest, and his increasingly domineering possession made Jiaming overwhelmed, "Well...it hurts!"

He let go and stroked her gently, "I'll be gentle..." while kissing her chest, he ordered, "Unbutton my buttons."

Jiaming's hands moved awkwardly to his chest and unbuttoned one by one.

Xia Yang didn't feel cold at all, but was very hot, as hot as a fever. He quickly took off his clothes, and his eager kiss soon returned to Jiaming's lips.

She was kissed until she was breathless, and she reached out to scratch his armpit.

"Don't make trouble!" He grabbed her hand with both hands and pressed his fingers tightly on the pillow.

Jiaming's big, watery eyes were looking at him. The upward curve of her lips was so alluring. Xia Yang couldn't hold it anymore. His swollen heat pushed against her and squeezed away bit by bit.

It's tight there.

"It hurts."

Xia Yang smiled and kissed her, "Girl, this isn't the first time. It doesn't hurt so much." There was sweat on his forehead. He couldn't move after he went in. It was even harder than before.

Jiaming pouted and said unconvincedly: "It's not you who was hit by that. How could you know my pain?"

"Which one?" Xia Yang bit her lip lightly and asked with a smile.

Jiaming's face turned red, she was ashamed and in pain, and she felt uncomfortable all over. There was an inexplicable hotness in her body that could not come up or go down, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Xia Yang couldn't bear to hurt his little girl. She cried out in pain, so he would be accommodating. No matter how much he wanted to possess her, he had to take her feelings into consideration. He stopped what he was doing, and then bit her carefully and tenderly.

Her lips were filled with honey, and he didn't mind doing the previous process several times.

The severe pain gradually subsided, and Jiaming struggled to get away, but Xia Yang wouldn't let go. She pushed him with her elbow, "Why are you holding my hand?"

Xia Tianyang smiled, "Because...I'm afraid you'll tickle me."

I went there and found that a man who is not afraid of anything is actually ticklish. People say that ticklish men are afraid of their wives, but I don’t see you afraid of me.

While Jiaming was relaxing, Xia Yang pulled out a little and then pushed in.

"Ah!!!" Jiaming's eyes widened, and she clenched Xia Yang's hand in pain. In fact, she wanted to punch him, but her hands were tied.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

She really cried, cried bitterly, and when she cried, he became soft-hearted. Damn that stinky girl, you dropped the chain at the critical moment. It’s not enough to drop it once, you have to drop it again. Are you trying to drive me crazy?

.

"I'm really in pain, Xia Yang, please let me go."

"Call husband." He corrected.

Jiaming looked at him innocently, "If I call you husband, will you let me go?" Before Xia Yang could answer, she softly called out, "Husband, husband, let me go."

Xia Yang took a breath. How could this be begging for mercy? This was clearly seduction. Even if she begged for mercy, he didn't want to let her go. He leaned over and kissed her tears gently, coaxing and saying: "Good boy, I'll be with you soon."

It doesn’t hurt anymore, really.”

"Don't believe you, you are a bad guy." If you are lying to a three-year-old child, you are obviously holding her back.

"Haha, I'm not a good person to begin with." He leaned on her shoulder blades and gently sucked her shoulders. She was extremely sensitive. No matter where he kissed, she would get goosebumps. However, it might also be because of the cold.

for the sake of.

"Is it cold?" he asked.

“Not cold, very hot!”

"Well, it's hot." Xia Yang Yile couldn't let go of her anymore, "Be gentle, don't jump so tight. It's been a long time since I've done it. It'll take a while to get used to it." Deep inside Jiaming's body

Tight and smooth, he really needs very strong restraint and endurance to suppress it.

Jiaming felt really uncomfortable. He was in her body. She still remembered that it hurt even to walk after the first time. She should have drank some wine earlier. She didn't know anything when she was drunk.

She twisted her butt uneasily, and Xia Yang quickly said: "Don't move around."

She didn't dare to move. Seeing the beads of sweat on Xia Yang's forehead, she knew that he must be working very hard. Their chests were pressed against each other, feeling each other's heartbeat and breathing. This was the closest distance.

.His kisses were sometimes domineering and sometimes gentle. He was waiting for her to adapt, and he was waiting for her to accept.

After not moving for a long time, Jiaming felt unbearable for some reason, and she couldn't help but move her butt again. With this move, all the persistence and willpower that Xia Yang was carrying were completely shattered, and he couldn't help but yell loudly.

Angry, he held her hand tightly and started to move.

Jiaming also held his hand tightly. She felt that only her hands could exert strength in her whole body. The sweat on Xia Yang's forehead condensed into a stream of sweat and flowed down. "Well..." It still hurt, but she screamed

She couldn't come out and her mouth was blocked by Xia Yang. She could only look at him with wide eyes, full of dissatisfaction and complaints.

Xia Yang was filled with a sense of guilt when she looked at him. He let go of her hand and held her face instead. He gently stroked her eyelids with his fingertips and asked her to close her eyes.

The initial pain gradually subsided, and Jiaming began to adapt to him, and her hands unconsciously went up to his neck. His back was covered with sweat and was slippery.

Jiaming whined in pain, but her mouth was blocked by him, and no matter how much resistance and dissatisfaction she had, they turned into continuous moans. The feeling came again, as if she was on a roller coaster, running towards the top of the clouds.

Go, she grabbed randomly trying to catch something, but in the end she could only hold his neck tightly.

Xia Yang kept pushing her, causing her head to hit the head of the bed. She wrinkled her face and declared her dissatisfaction. Xia Yang smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled her down, but after a while, her head hit again.

The head of the bed was gone. Xia Yang caressed her head considerately and blocked the top of her head with one hand. Whether she was dissatisfied or wronged, he would not stop anyway.

The fireworks in front of her eyes became brighter and brighter, and more than the pain, it was an unspeakable feeling. Jiaming couldn't help but close her eyes, as if every pore was opening with Xia Yang's attack. Trembling followed,

The sound of ### escaped from the corner of her mouth, and she arched her body, trembling from time to time, as if she was dead.

Xia Yang blocked the top of her head with one hand and pressed down on her slender waist with the other. The tightness and moist heat of her lower body made him unable to bear it, and a burst of scorching heat finally erupted.

He lay on her, not daring to put all his strength on her. His sweat dripped onto her cheek, and he gently wiped it away for her. Both of them were breathing heavily, their hearts pounding.

Beating, his and hers were so close.

Jiaming was completely paralyzed. The little strength she had left was not enough to breathe. Xia Yang was reluctant to move away from her body, but her contractions pushed him out. That's all, he didn't want to either.

Exhausted, she turned over and collapsed beside her.

"Xia Yang...you gangster..."

"Call husband." He corrected again.

Jiaming closed her eyes, pursed her lips and said unconvincingly: "Rogue!"

Xia Yang smiled evilly, stretched out her hand and flicked her vagina: "No matter how rogue he is, he is still your husband."

Jiaming immediately grabbed her pajamas. He loved to play rogue. Suddenly, a warm current flowed out from below, "Ah..." Could it be that my aunt is here? No, she just came here.

"What's wrong?"

Jiaming said shyly: "I...I need to go to the toilet."

Xia Yang was afraid that she would freeze, so he said, "You lie down and I will bring you hot water."

"Oh, okay, please be careful and help me get the Awei for extra night use."

Xia Tianyang smiled: "No, that's not aunt, that's..." He leaned close to her ear and whispered in a low voice, his tone was extremely ambiguous.

Jiaming suddenly realized it, with a shy look on her face, she pulled up the quilt and covered her eyes, and cursed under the quilt: "Stinky gangster."

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The next day, Xia Yang woke up and turned around to see Jiaming's peaceful sleeping face. He made an exception and did not wake her up. She was exhausted last night. He hopped to the balcony. The winter morning was particularly cold.

, but he is exceptionally refreshed, his married life is harmonious and happy, and he is certainly in good spirits.

Warm sunlight shone in from the window, and the bright light made it difficult to open one's eyes. Jiaming instinctively stretched out her hand to block her eyes and rubbed her tired sleepy eyes. Hey, Xia Tianyang is gone. Ah, no, I overslept.

Jiaming hurried to the restaurant, where Xia Yang was drinking juice leisurely. She glared at him first, and then said with a smile, "You didn't call me when you got up?"

Without waiting for Xia Yang to speak, Minako quickly gave her a glass of juice, "Jia Ming, eat the bread first, then drink the juice, it's hot."

"Oh, thank you Minako."

Minako looked at Jiaming with a smile, her eyes flickering, "Actually, the two couples have no overnight feud. It's very common for them to quarrel at the head of the bed and have sex at the end of the bed."

Jiaming could only laugh along with her: "Haha, I know." She turned to look at Xia Yang, "Are you going out?" Last night, you said you would make up for the date today. If you dare to break your promise, I will never do it again.

Ignore you.

Xia Yang took a sip of juice and said calmly: "It's okay to go out and have fun, but don't let me go shopping with you. It's okay to watch a movie or something."

Well, it was unbelievable that he was willing to take her to watch a movie. She thought it was just for a meal. "Okay, okay." She quickly agreed, it was a wish.

After breakfast, Jiaming helped clear away the dishes. Then she brought the bowl into the kitchen and saw herself reflected in the mirrored cabinet door. "Ah!" She immediately covered her mouth. She felt so pale. There was a huge one on her neck.

Strawberries, who did a good job!

"What's wrong?" Minako hurriedly came over and asked.
To be continued...