Xia Yanxi was in a daze from his kiss. It wasn't until she was almost out of breath that he slowly left her lips. She just took a breath, but the next moment, her little hand was suddenly held by him.
She realized what he was going to do, and shyly struggled away, but compared with his, her strength was undoubtedly like an ant shaking a tree, and soon, she was brought into his pants by him.
She raised her trembling long eyelashes and looked at his tense and depressed face. His forehead was covered with small beads of sweat, which slid down and wet his clean temple line. She knew what he wanted. , looked at him with a blushing face, "Yanli, in fact, our wedding night doesn't have to be very romantic..." He was in so much pain that he wanted her now, and she had no objection!
She was still innocent, which was an unexpected surprise for her.
She gave it to him willingly!
Qiao Yanli was a man of his word. Even though his body was so stretched that he was about to explode, he didn't want to take her so casually.
He must let her have a romantic and unforgettable wedding night!
Qiao Yanli said nothing, but she could understand the persistence in his eyes.
Touching and sweetness spread in my heart.
Because she knew that this man valued her.
When her eyes touched his Adam's apple, which was constantly rolling, Xia Yanxi gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind, and gently held her little hand in his pants.
The man made a rough sound, and his dark eyes turned dark. He grabbed the back of her head and sucked her soft lips hard.
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Qiao Yanli took out the wet tissue from the bedside table and wiped her soft, boneless hands with gentle eyes.
His masculine scent seemed to be lingering in the air.
Xia Yanxi lowered her long eyelashes and did not dare to look at him.
Every time she did something like this, she was so embarrassed that she couldn't help herself. But he acted like a normal person, open and calm, as if he was not the one enjoying it.
Qiao Yanli looked at her white and delicate little hands, as delicate as peeled onions. After wiping them clean, he pulled them up, put them to his lips, and kissed her, with a satisfied smile in his eyes, "Mrs. Qiao, your skills It’s getting better.”
When Xia Yanxi heard this, her cheeks turned red and she glared at him, "You're so good at what you get!" Even though he knew she was young and shy about such things, he still said that to her.
Looking at Qiao Yanli's peach-like face, spring in the corners of her eyes, her charming and shy look, his heart moved, and he took her into his arms, lowered his head, and sucked her slightly pursed lips.
"When a couple is in bed, there is no need to be restrained or reserved, do you understand?" He held her big hand around her slender waist and dishonestly stretched it into her pajamas, "You just satisfied your husband, and he also made you happy. ,Um?"
Before she understood what he meant, he suddenly took off her pajamas. Then, his kiss went down along her lips.
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When she got up from the bed and ran into the bathroom with weak legs, Xia Yanxi felt that she had stepped on cotton. My whole body felt light and I couldn't find a real sense of existence.
Standing under the showerhead, Xia Yanxi looked at her chest while taking a shower. There were dots of red marks on it, all left by that man.
Because she was filming, he didn't put kiss marks on her collarbone and neck.
Recalling the scene that just happened, she was so embarrassed that a layer of pink spread all over her skin.
His kisses started from her forehead, all the way down, and even kissed her beautiful places that had never been touched by men.