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Volume Eight Chapter Thirteen I Am Your Number One Woman

No matter how good Chen Xiao is, after all, she is still her sister-in-law. No matter how much she likes her or she is affectionate to her, the two of them will never be able to unite. However, for Xiaoyan, there is not only no resistance, but also hindering the two of them from union. On the contrary, all aspects are still creating conditions for the union of the two. What reason do you have to not accept Xiaoyan?!

Thinking of this, Han Feng did not speak anymore, but gently pushed away the towel that Xiao Yan handed to him, and slowly began to unbutton his shirt.

Xiaoyan looked at him in surprise, suddenly understood what he meant, and immediately reached out to stop him: "Don't do this, I don't want you to force yourself, I don't want you to make such sacrifices to satisfy me, I..."

Halfway through her speech, Han Feng had taken off her shirt, suddenly lowered her body, hugged Xiaoyan in her arms, pressed her mouth hard on Xiaoyan's mouth, and kissed her frantically. Xiaoyan tried hard to push Han Feng away with her hands and hit him on his shoulders, but Han Feng never felt the same. He just hugged Xiaoyan tighter, slowly made her give up on struggle, and began to respond to Han Feng's kiss.

After the two kissed each other for a long time, Han Feng let go of his hand, then breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Xiaoyan: "I never felt that being with you was a forceful person, nor did I think that this was a sacrifice for me. I just didn't really prepare to be with you before. I always wanted to wait until the day you became my bride and enjoy that best night with you. But now I understand, since I love each other, why bother to pay attention to so much? If you want to love, love him thoroughly. Let's fuck the others!"

After saying that, he began to stare at Xiaoyan affectionately. This time, his eyes no longer escaped, no longer had any cumbersome elements, but looked at her like admiring a work of art.

Although she had been lying in the hospital for so long, Xiaoyan's skin was still delicate and smooth, with white and luster, and the flowing curves were full of changes, and the bumps and undulations were natural. The seductive jade body exuded an intoxicating fragrance, which made people fascinated without touching it! The waterfall-like hair drooped to her chest, flowing like water, and radiating the brilliance of youth. The bright and affectionate eyes made her face look pure and infinite. Her cheeks were rosy and tender, and her lips were like ignited fire, spewing out hot passion. The snow-white teeth were neat and round, revealing infinite charm, which made people moved.

In Han Feng's eyes, Xiaoyan saw a passion that looked like fire. This look ignited the enthusiasm in her heart like a burning flame. She also looked at Han Feng's scarred upper body with equal affection.

As a boy who is just over 18 years old and often engages in sports exercises, he should have a strong and angular body, which attracts the attention of many women. Unfortunately, Han Feng has countless scars on his chest and back. This is what he left behind in the battle between life and death again and again. He always smiled and said, this is a man's medal, a man who has never been injured, not a real man.

But now, all this is not so romantic and poetic in Xiaoyan's eyes. Looking at the scars and thinking of the scene of Han Feng fighting bloody battles, tears began to flash in Xiaoyan's eyes.

"Silly girl, why are you crying? Don't cry anymore." Han Feng noticed Xiaoyan's changes, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his hands, and said gently, "From now on, I will let you enjoy the process of becoming a girl into a woman. Are you really ready?"

When Xiaoyan heard this, she raised her head and looked at Han Feng's gentle gaze. She nodded vigorously.

Han Feng quickly stood up, took off his pants completely, then jumped into the bathtub, hugging Xiaoyan tightly in his arms. The invasion of hot water, coupled with the heat emitted from Xiaoyan, hitting his chest like a wave of heat, and his whole body became hot.

Han Feng gently kissed Xiao Yan's forehead. When Han Feng's healthy body appeared in front of her again, the primitive blood flow rate in her body also accelerated, so she pressed her body tightly against the man's body and hugged her with both hands, for fear that he would run away! She kissed Han Feng's shoulder hard.

Han Feng began to kiss the woman's smooth and soft skin. Every time he passed, he teased Xiao Yan's heart. The two of them swayed gently in the bathtub. The water in the bathtub was constantly surging to the ground outside. The shower head on his head was still spraying hot water downwards. Their hair was quickly wet, but this did not dispel the enthusiasm of the two of them at all, but instead made them even more crazy, and their hands kept exploring each other.

After stroking this for a while, she seemed to feel that kissing like this is not enough to express the love for the other person in her heart, nor can she vent her inflated passion. Unlike the last time when Xiaoyan was drunk, she was conscious this time. When Han Feng kissed her, her hands stroked Han Feng's back

Han Feng's initial reserve slowly disappeared, and his hands tightly hugged Xiaoyan, and Xiaoyan's hands also wrapped around Han Feng's neck.

Slowly, Xiaoyan's hand slid down, gently rubbing Han Feng's back, and Han Feng's hand slid down.

After kissing passionately for a while, Xiaoyan's hand moved to the front and groped upwards. Finally, she touched the two "Xiaomi kernels" that had slightly stood up in Han Feng's chest. She gently clamped them with her index finger and middle finger, and gently rubbed them with her fingertips.

Han Feng's hand had already reached down and rubbed Xiao Yan's thighs.

Both of them began to speed up their breathing, but they still hugged and kissed each other and refused to separate. Han Feng's hands were no longer satisfied with just swimming on Xiaoyan's thighs.

When I applied medicine to Chen Xiao last time, although I took the opportunity to ask, unfortunately I was discovered immediately and failed. However, when I was with Xiaoyan, Han Feng did not have so many concerns.

But Han Feng's actions made Xiaoyan very embarrassed. In order to divert Han Feng's attention, she also moved her hands from Han Feng's chest and touched Han Feng's lower abdomen.

When Xiaoyan's hand first touched Han Feng's majestic "second", she trembled obviously. Although she saw it last time and had a certain understanding of the physiological structure of a man in physiology class, her heart could not help but jump up, and an indescribable excitement and tension rippled in her heart.

The moment he was touched by Xiaoyan's hand, the familiar and unsightly feeling appeared on Han Feng again. He also saw her timidity in Xiaoyan's eyes, so he took back his hand that was stroking Xiaoyan's thighs and held Xiaoyan's hand.

"Rubb it." Han Feng said softly. He didn't know how he would make such a request as Xiaoyan. Maybe it was because every time he was with a woman before, their rubbing could give him a feeling of comfort, so he was used to the reason for this kind of enjoyment.

Xiaoyan was also surprised when she heard Han Feng's words. Although it was just a very ordinary sentence, it made Xiaoyan understand that it was definitely not the first time Han Feng had such close contact with a girl, but had some experience, otherwise she would not be able to say such words.

The shadows of Li Xiu and Sun Yan flashed into Xiaoyan's mind. The scene of Li Xiu she saw with her own eyes in the hospital further confirmed her thoughts.

A very uncomfortable feeling flowed in Xiaoyan's heart. Although she also knew that in today's society, both men and women are relatively open, Han Feng, who had to hand over her body, may no longer be in the same place, which still made her feel a little regretful.

From Xiao Yan's hesitation, Han Feng felt something, put his mouth on Xiao Yan's ears and asked in a low voice: "Wife, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaoyan looked at Han Feng who was staring at her affectionately, and hesitated whether to express the "worry" in her heart. Han Feng also realized that Xiaoyan must have something to say, so he encouraged her: "If you have anything to say, you can't say it to me, and you still don't believe me at this time?"

Hearing Han Feng's encouragement, Xiaoyan seemed to have the courage and asked in a low voice: "How many women am I yours?"
Chapter completed!
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