The pain, mixed with a strange feeling, spread little by little.
Gradually, gradually, the pain became less obvious, but the strange pleasure became more and more obvious.
Her eyes became more and more blurred, and her body began to move unconsciously to cater to him.
She looked so charming like this that Cheng Song couldn't help but lean down and kiss her. She had a light fragrance on her body that made people fascinated.
He suddenly stopped moving, stopped, and just looked at her.
"Um……"
The human body's instinct makes the sweet and charming voice overflow from Mengxue's mouth, bewitching people's hearts.
Cheng Song suddenly pulled out.
The sudden emptiness made her, who had been provoked by him so much that she couldn't extricate herself, twist her body involuntarily and look at him in a daze, her eyes helpless and confused.
"What?" He lowered his head and his voice was hoarse.
"Well……"
The soft and boneless hands climbed up to his neck, and the whole body was like a coquettish kitten, hanging on his body, looking at him helplessly.
"What? Want it?"
He looked down at her, scorning her condescendingly, and his slender hands moved the sensitive cherries on her chest, making her tremble again.
"Who am I to you?" He put his hands on her beautiful face and his voice was extremely hoarse.
"You..." She looked at him with blurred eyes, her eyes a little distracted, and she sucked her fingers helplessly.
"Who am I?" he asked again, his voice hoarse, and he rolled up and down the back street.
"who?"
She looked at him confusedly, her black and white eyes looking at him, trying to grasp a glimmer of reason, but in the end it was all in vain, her eyes became increasingly blurry.
Cheng Song felt as if his chest was pressed by something, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.
Should he thank her for being so distracted?
If she hadn't been so confused, she wouldn't have been unable to tell who he was.
But if she wasn't so confused, she would probably tell him that he was nothing in her mind!
"Shuang'er, say I am your husband." He whispered in her ear, provocatively crossing her sensitive areas.
"You... are my husband..." Her voice was thin and soft, and it was unusually pleasant.
"Shuang'er, you want me, right?" He tempted her.
"Well..." She swayed gracefully and kept moving around him.
"Then...speak out and tell me that you want me."
He seemed to be teaching a three-year-old child how to speak, patiently guiding her, teasing her with both hands, and sucking heavily on the sensitive spot on her chest.
"Ah -" she exclaimed, her body becoming softer.
His fingers kept rubbing and grinding her sensitive areas. Under his instigation, Mengxue felt unbearable all over, and streams of love fluid slowly poured out.
"Well……"
Her voice was like an aphrodisiac, making him unable to help but become confused.
How much he wanted to go in like this, but for some reason, he was unwilling to do so.
"Shuang'er, look how much you need me!"
He reached his hand under her and gently wiped it, smearing it with the crystal liquid. He licked the tips of his fingers with his tongue and said to her with squinted eyes.
Such visual stimulation and his physical provocation made her even more intolerable. Her whole body seemed to be lit by a torch, and her reason had already been burned away.
"Um - need..." Her voice was thin and broken, and she nodded vigorously as she spoke.
Cheng Song nodded with satisfaction:
"Shuang'er wants me, right?"
His voice was extremely sinister, and the hoarseness of his voice already revealed his thoughts.
"kindness……"
She was like a child, looking at him confusedly, while reaching out her hand and caressing him.
"I want you……"
The confused and sweet voice penetrated into his ears, and he couldn't bear it anymore. Blood rushed into his eyes, and he said something in her ear:
Before he finished speaking, he took advantage of her not paying attention and slid all the way in along with the moist liquid. He was wrapped warmly and tightly by her. He was more satisfied than ever before and felt that his whole heart was full.
"Shuang'er, remember, you asked me to have yours..." He teased her sensitivity and said softly.
He didn't move in a hurry, but teased her over and over again, completely turning the spark in her body into a raging fire.
"Well……"
How could she stand his provocation? She kept twisting and groaning, and her legs unconsciously climbed up to his waist, arching her body.
"Um……"
She unconsciously arched towards him, her two plump breasts rubbing against his hot skin.
He looked at her with satisfaction, grabbed her plumpness evilly and forcefully, put it into his mouth, and sucked hard.
"Ah..." she exclaimed, her whole body swinging even more violently!
Her head was in an empty state and she tilted her face. She finally had a trace of reason in her subconscious, but she couldn't catch it. The flames in her lower body made her sway unbearably and keep facing him.
"Call me good brother."
"Well...good brother..."
She called him obediently, clung to his neck, and kept circling his body with her hands.
Cheng Song's lower body swelled even more, and his Adam's apple moved slightly. How could he withstand the fatal temptation of such a beauty?
"Shuang'er is so good..."
His voice was hoarse, his eyes were red with excitement, and he moved in and out of her lower body fiercely.
"Ah...ah..."
Because of the unfamiliar pleasure, discomfort, and various feelings that were anxious together, Mengxue couldn't help but scream out in time with his rhythm.
"Shuang'er... Shuang'er... do you like it?" He breathed heavily.
"Yeah... I like it..." She smiled softly, her smiling face flushed, making her look absolutely beautiful.
"Shuang'er... you are so beautiful..." He praised sincerely.
That night, he always tormented her before she regained her senses, until she couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep from exhaustion...
In the dark night, he held her tightly, holding her in his arms so openly for the first time and unwilling to let go. He knew very well that when she woke up, she would hate him, but so what.
?
What can she do?
He is her husband, her forever husband, and she should belong to him.
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Pure Rain: This chapter was originally posted yesterday, but the hotel network couldn't bear it, so I had to get it from Dicos today! By the way, I set up a street stall with a painter at the panda base today, and painted people's portraits for five yuan in black and white, and ten yuan in color...