"Wife," Sheng Xingzhou's voice was extremely hoarse, as if he was begging in a low voice, "I'm in so much pain!"
An Qing's eyes widened and she couldn't help but turn to look at him.
Seeing the beads of sweat on his forehead slipping from his temples, she suddenly panicked.
"Does your heart hurt again?"
After she asked, she wanted to reach out and touch his chest, but he held her hand.
"It's not my chest that hurts now, it's here..."
He grabbed her hand and...
An Qing's hurried hand retracted, but he held it tighter.
The stained eyes in his black pupils seemed to be about to burst out.
His voice became hoarse and hoarse: "Honey, can you help me?"
Can she say no?
The next moment, he hugged her and rolled her over, letting her lie on his chest.
He breathed heavily, his voice full of pleading: "I'm really going to die, Qingbao!"
So he quickly changed his posture, otherwise, he was afraid that his teeth would be broken.
It seemed like he was really uncomfortable. The sweat on his forehead never stopped...
Really unable to bear it, An Qing could only nod.
After getting his permission, the smile on Sheng Xingzhou's lips suddenly deepened. The little rabbit had never been able to escape the tricks of the cunning fox.
He raised his hand and took the remote control of the curtains, and slowly closed the curtains.
Under the pitch black, the moon's shadow was scorching, and the gauze-like curtains were like gauze mist, reflecting the traces of ambiguity. A tall figure shrouded the petite figure.
Let her never escape from his grasp.
Afraid of making her nervous, he turned off the light on purpose.
Only Yueying and An Qing looked up and saw those fire-lit eyes locked on her.
His eyes were hot and unabashedly attracted to her.
An Qing's heart tightened and she couldn't help but want to curl up.
She had never seen such a prosperous boat before. It was powerful and terrifying, as if it was going to devour her.
Sheng Xingzhou sensed her intention to escape, but Sheng Xingzhou did not give her another chance to retreat.
He clasped her hands and lifted her up, fixing her in front of him. She could only be forced to face him completely.
Sheng Xingzhou had reached the limit of his patience, and when he spoke, his voice was full of suppressed pain: "Qingbao, good wife..." His voice coaxed in a low voice: "Don't you feel sorry for me?"
An Qing's cheeks were so hot that she couldn't tell if she had a fever!
"I feel bad, but..."
Not in this way, she was really panicking!
He stopped talking and used actions to quench his thirst.
His kisses fell densely on her lips, chin, neck, collarbone...
An Qing couldn't help but curl up, her whole body felt like she'd been electrocuted.
I couldn't help but shout softly: "Sheng... Sheng Xingzhou, calm down, don't do this..."
Little White Rabbit, she doesn't understand the hateful nature of men. Her soft pleas will not make him soft at all, but will only make him more cruel.
His kisses became more and more forceful, as if he wanted to put his own mark on her body.
Everything is under his control. I want to break free, but I can't escape from his grasp.
An Qing felt like she was going to be tortured to death by this wonderful feeling.
"Sheng Xingzhou," An Qing's voice was filled with tears, "don't kiss me anymore..."
He usually does whatever she says. The man who dotes on her in every possible way has now become deaf.
Not only did he not listen to her, but he also went too far and kissed her faster!
A pair of hands gently opened her buttons.
His palms were pressed against her skin.
"What are you calling me, eh? Sheng Xingzhou?" His voice seemed to be on fire, and a slightly evil voice sounded: "Honey, are you calling me Sheng Xingzhou?"
An Qing really couldn't take care of both sides and had to guard against his hand.
She hurriedly said, "No...not...husband..."
He who knows the current affairs is a hero!
Hearing her calling him husband, he grinned with satisfaction.
Without giving her a chance to relax, his lips came down against her cheek and bit her lip.
After a brief taste and a slow drink, he encroached on her space bit by bit, and An Qing felt like she was about to lose her breath.
I can only survive by relying on the oxygen he gives me.
Seeing that Qingbao was thoroughly kissed, her eyes gradually became blurry, and Sheng Xingzhou's hands became more and more tangled...
An Qing opened her eyes immediately and almost cried.
"Don't! Husband... you can't do this..."
Seeing the tears hidden in her eyes, she looked so pitiful.
Sheng Xingzhou covered his eyes, and his eyes were stained with valleys, leaving only a little bit of reason.
His voice was also full of pity: "My wife promised to help me, and now she's going to regret it?"
An Qing shook her head wildly, crying louder and louder: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid, wuwu..."
Sheng Xingzhou took a deep breath and looked down at his wife, whose lips were slightly raised. She was completely bullied by him, and the exposed skin turned dark pink. He was so eager to see them all...
The demon factor in my heart is already roaring!
But his Qingbao said he was afraid, and her eyes were full of panic.
Sheng Xingzhou lowered his head and kissed her hard on the mouth a few more times.
Only then did I calm down a little bit.
He held her white little hand in his palm and raised a slightly meaningful smile on his face: "Honey, there are other ways you can help me!"
An Qing subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but how could he do it?
"Honey," Sheng Xingzhou's voice seemed to have been embellished by the night and was extremely bewitched, "the obligations of husband and wife are a matter of course, how can you be so bad?"
An Qing was so shy that she almost buried her head in the quilt and couldn't come out!
Hummingly said: "Shut up, stop talking!"
Sheng Xingzhou stopped talking and lay on his side with her, his breathing still strong.
The roses in the corner are blooming coquettishly. The rich red color is unique in the night.
The young man's breathing changed its tone, as if it was filled with some kind of painful happiness.
"Honey..." His voice contained a different kind of depression, "You can let go..."
I don't know how long it took, but An Qing felt that her fingers were no longer her own.
She quickly got up and went to the bathroom.
And Sheng Xingzhou could finally lie down on the bed. He had just experienced a kind of satisfying but not so satisfying happiness...
When An Qing lay down on the bed again, she kept a long distance from him.
He quickly circled around and wanted to hug her.
When An Qing slapped his hand away, the girl who looked like a white dumpling had a red nose.
Her voice was filled with helpless impatience: "I'm so sleepy, Sheng Xingzhou, please stop making trouble!"
Sheng Xingzhou knew her little temper, and he was so angry that he became angry!
He quickly put her on his chest and coaxed her slowly, "Honey, you did a great job, I like it so much..."