More and more love juice was secreted from the vagina. She instinctively tilted her head back and twisted her hips subconsciously.
Fang Zhicheng kissed Ning Qiangwei's smooth and soft neck. The hand that was originally kneading her breasts reached down and pinched the buttocks on the other side. He gently pushed his hands outwards and lifted his lower body up, leaning against the edge of the canyon.
"It may be a little painful. If you can't bear it, just scream out." Fang Zhicheng bit Ning Qiangwei's earlobe and said softly.
"I'm not afraid of pain!" As soon as Ning Qiangwei finished speaking, she frowned in pain and bit Fang Zhicheng's shoulder.
The desire that had been suppressed all night suddenly burst out. The hard cock slowly penetrated into the wet and tender hole, but because of the posture, only half of it was inserted and it could not penetrate any further.
"Huh!" Ning Qiangwei did not experience the pain she had imagined, nor did she feel the fullness she had imagined. She subconsciously hugged Fang Zhicheng's neck and clamped her legs tighter.
The originally tight place became a huge obstacle. Every time Fang Zhicheng moved his body, he felt extremely difficult and even felt a little pain at the root.
Fang Zhicheng suddenly felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have used such a difficult move. He could only hold Ning Qiangwei and make a circle in place, then slowly put her on the bed.
Changing to the traditional posture, Fang Zhicheng took another deep breath and finally passed through the many obstacles. Ning Qiangwei's body was completely straightened at this moment. The pain was like a bullet piercing her uterus, shattering all her internal organs.
After Fang Zhicheng slowly thrusted twice, the amplitude of his movements began to increase. Each time, only the head of his penis remained in the vagina, and he never penetrated the entire vagina, violently hitting Ning Qiangwei's uterus. The delicate flesh was rubbed violently, and abundant juice splashed out, making the place of junction wet.
Ning Qiangwei gradually got used to this huge impact. She clasped Fang Zhicheng's shoulders with both hands. The original intense pain turned into waves of pleasure higher than the other, and she was completely intoxicated in the wonderful mood.
Suddenly, Ning Qiangwei hugged Fang Zhicheng tightly and threw her hips upwards, pressing tightly against Fang Zhicheng's pubic bone. Fang Zhicheng saw that she was close to climaxing, and continued to penetrate with his penis, feeling Ning Qiangwei's continuous spasms.
Fang Zhicheng felt waves of pain in his glans, which was mainly because Ning Qiangwei's original vaginal fluid leaked out and sprayed on the sensitive glans. His mind was slightly lost, and he immediately knew that he could not control it. He clearly felt the muscles and tubes shaking violently, and liquid gushed out like a fire-breathing dragon.
"Ah..." Ning Qiangwei cried out. The climax that had just passed had not yet subsided, and her inner wall was burned by the heat again. The second wave came again. Ning Qiangwei, who had tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, cried with joy, like a yellow oriole chirping, and the sound continued...
Although the curtains blocked the view, the sunlight still shone into the room through the gaps. Ning Qiangwei covered her beautiful body with a thin blanket, panting heavily, trying to recall the madness just now. As for Fang Zhicheng, he had no strength at all. In order to subdue his wife just now, he almost took out all the strength he had accumulated in the past thirty years. But he had to say that his wife was too strong. Ning Qiangwei was a few years younger than him. In a few years, Fang Zhicheng was actually a little worried about whether he could feed her.
Seeing Ning Qiangwei open her eyes and look at the ceiling, Fang Zhicheng breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to pinch her pink cheek, and asked with a smile: "What are you thinking about?"
Ning Qiangwei whispered: "It turns out there are such wonderful things in this world."
Fang Zhicheng smiled awkwardly and joked, "You don't look like a general at all. I originally thought that doing this kind of thing must be very rigid and dogmatic, and boring. Now it seems that you still have a lot of potential to be tapped!"
When Ning Qiangwei heard Fang Zhicheng say this, she propped herself up, stretched out her hand and flicked Fang Zhicheng on the forehead, saying, "I'll beat you to death, don't say that!"
Fang Zhicheng suddenly grabbed Ning Qiangwei's hand. Ning Qiangwei paused for a moment and then pressed on Fang Zhicheng. Ning Qiangwei was now in good shape and gently pressed on Fang Zhicheng's chest, which instantly gave his dried-up heart a source of power.
Ning Qiangwei sat on Fang Zhicheng like this. She was originally looking down at Fang Zhicheng with a haughty attitude, but after a while, she could no longer control herself and raised her slender neck to wave her short black hair...
This time, it lasted longer than before. Ning Qiangwei herself didn't know how charming and seductive her breathing was, like a playful oriole out of the valley. In order to hear such a beautiful melody, Fang Zhicheng was willing to squeeze out the last bit of his strength.
The right way is, the crystal curtain moves in the breeze, and the whole yard is filled with the fragrance of roses.
Chapter 0857 Thirty Years of Secrets
No one knocked on the door to wake them up. Ning Qiangwei insisted on getting up until the sun was high in the sky. After washing up and opening the door, Su Qing came over and called them to the restaurant for breakfast. After breakfast, Su Qing took Fang Zhicheng and Ning Qiangwei to the woods in the east courtyard. The woods were not very big, but the trees inside were lush and tall, with green leaves and shade.
Seeing Fang Zhicheng and Ning Qiangwei both looking surprised, Su Qing smiled and explained, "The old man had such a requirement back then. All the descendants who have established a family must plant a tree here. It can be regarded as leaving your soul in this Su family house. No matter where you go in the future, your soul will still be in the old house and will not be separated from the Su family."
Su Qing walked to the side of a big cypress tree and whispered, "This was planted by your aunt and your uncle when they got married. It was just a small seedling back then, but now it has grown into a towering tree. Every year when your aunt returns to the old house, she will sit here for a while, because she knows that although your uncle has gone to another world, his soul will always be here."
Ning Qiangwei looked at them one by one out of curiosity, and saw an exquisite little sign hanging on each book, which stated who planted the trees and when.
Someone had already prepared the tools for planting trees. Fang Zhicheng spit on his palms twice, grabbed the shovel and quickly dug a hole. Ning Qiangwei helped Fang Zhicheng straighten the tree. Fang Zhicheng carefully filled the soil and then watered it twice with a kettle before finishing.
Fang Zhicheng and Ning Qiangwei smiled and said, "Okay, our souls are planted here."
Ning Qiangwei sighed and said, "Compared to the Su family, our Ning family doesn't have such a place. We have gone our separate ways for so many years, and in a few years, I'm afraid the family will be broken up."
Su Qing laughed and said, "This has something to do with Mr. Ning's personality. When he went to Beijing, he gave up his house in Jiangjun Hutong. In fact, the Ning family's former house is not far from here. It's about 700 to 800 meters to the west. When he was young, your father often took a group of us peers to get into trouble everywhere."
Ning Qiangwei smiled and said, "I can't imagine that someone as serious as my dad would get into trouble?"
Su Qing's eyes drifted upwards, through the gaps in the shade of the trees, as if he wanted to look further away. "Back then, your father had a very hot temper, so when Elder Ning found out, he sent him to the team for training. The team is indeed a place to hone one's mind, and your father has been well sculpted, and now he has become the youngest general in the Republic."
Ning Qiangwei nodded and said, "My father once commented on you, saying that you are one of his most respected peers."
Su Qing smiled faintly and said, "Now that the tree has been planted, go wash your hands. Have a good rest for two days. You still have to go to Yunhai to return home, and then you have to go to Xijing."
The three of them returned to the room. Fang Zhicheng knew that Su Qing had something to discuss with him in private, so he turned and went to the study.
Su Qing sat on the sofa, pointed at the tea set, and said with a smile: "Make me a cup of tea."
Fang Zhicheng began to brew tea skillfully, and Su Qing looked at Fang Zhicheng tenderly. Before he knew it, the tea was ready. Su Qing picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said softly: "You are married and have a family. For your parents, you are now a complete adult. With a family comes responsibility, and I believe that your heart has become stronger and more mature. Qiangwei is a good girl, simple, self-reliant, kind and righteous. I am very pleased. So the first thing I want to tell you is that I hope you will not let her down in this life."
Fang Zhicheng nodded and said solemnly: "Please rest assured."
Su Qing slowly put down the teacup and continued, "The second thing, I want to talk about your daughter. I have met Shen Qianshan twice, and he already knew about the absurd things between Shen Wei and you. After careful discussion, we came to a conclusion. First, Shen Xuan will be raised by the Shen family; second, Shen Wei will return to China in the near future and divorce her husband; third, the relationship between the Shen family and the Su family will become closer... I have discussed this matter with Qiangwei privately, and she can understand."
Fang Zhicheng sighed and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."
Su Qing waved his hand and took a long breath. After a long while, Fang said, "The third thing I want to talk to you about is your father."
When Fang Zhicheng heard Su Qing say this, his nerves suddenly tensed up and he subconsciously clenched his fists.
Su Qing naturally noticed Fang Zhicheng's reaction and said slowly: "The story happened many years ago, and I almost forgot it. When I first met your father, I was only fifteen and he was sixteen. Your grandfather brought him back to the Su family. At that time, your second uncle and third uncle were still very young, so they didn't have any impression. Your father lived in the Su family for several years, and when he went to the countryside, we were assigned to the same farm. There, he and I broke that window paper, and then we fell in love."