An Nanxiu clenched her fists tightly, feeling as if her body was being torn apart by something... This is not accurate, it is just that something will be torn apart occasionally when there is a little pain, and now the more accurate feeling is that it is hot , swelling, a numbness and trembling feeling came from between the legs.
This feeling is not unfamiliar. When Li Rou licks the thin stamen between his lips with the tip of his tongue, An Nanxiu will also have this feeling of making himself blush and shy. An Nanxiu will remind himself that it is just a natural reaction of the body , does not affect the proud and reserved image of Her Royal Highness. She always bites her lips tightly, not wanting to make strange sounds. It made Li Rou feel that she was just recalling a magic spell of a certain reconciliation scene.
But she didn't know that the groaning like that was even more touching, even more alluring than the woman's low and rapid panting by the ear.
But Li Rou didn't want that tonight.
"An Nanxiu, don't treat yourself like a princess tonight. Don't talk nonsense. You don't have any opinions on what I do. If it hurts, you can bear it for me. If you feel comfortable, you can call me out!" Li Rou Said out of breath.
"You...you are humiliating me..." An Nanxiu glared at Li Rou.
"You can think so... this is the last nonsense you said!" Li Rou was not to be outdone.
An Nanxiu stared at Li Rou, bit her lips angrily, her eyelashes drooped slowly, and the mist in her eyes gradually became soft and loose. An Nanxiu closed her eyes and opened them again, her voice became delicate , "Then you...then you call my wife..."
"Wife... call me husband..." Li Rou's whole body's bones were limp. Fortunately, there was no bone in the place where An Nanxiu's mouth was changed with blood, so he still maintained his aggressive posture.
"Old...old...husband..." An Nanxiu stuttered a little. After shouting, she quickly closed her eyes, but opened them again, looking at Li Rou softly, "Li Rou, today I call your husband, I am no longer A princess is just a woman who belongs to you. But no matter what, you must treat your wife like a princess forever and ever, can you?"
"Of course, my wife is a princess." Li Rou looked down at her, smiled slightly, and gently stroked her hair, "I'll start writing that book tomorrow...but you're not allowed to peek. show you."
"Yeah." An Nanxiu nodded, hooked Li Rou's neck with both hands, blushing, "Husband, go in... I will bear it."
Li Rou kissed her lips, reached out from behind her neck and put his arms around her back, letting her cling to his body tightly, and then exerted a little force.
It's like the first sound of a baby bird's tender yellow beak breaking the eggshell, like a candy man wrapped around a bamboo stick and broken, like the uncle who sold popsicles in the streets during the summer vacation in my memory Bicycle jingles pass through the leaves of jackfruit trees.
An Nanxiu's voice came from the clenched lips and teeth, with the unique tenderness and tenderness of a little girl. A little pain made people feel distressed, but knowing that she could bear it easily, so he felt more joy and joy in his heart. heartbeat.
Only at this time, men don’t have to feel too guilty for hurting their beloved girl. This is a necessary step for a girl to become a woman, and it means that he is the first man in her life. The meaning of this is by no means There are countless reasons and justifications made up by women who casually give their first time out these days saying that men shouldn't care.
Li Rou could feel the layer upon layer of wrapping, and she didn't dare to move any more. She was so delicate, and worried that the first time she came in and out like this would turn the pink and soft flower room into fine pieces of meat bring it out.
The dim light slanted down, and An Nanxiu's hair was loose in the swing of her head. She looked into his eyes, felt his fiery body, and closed her eyes quietly.
There was no pain as imagined, as if a part of her body had returned to its original position, but a scabbed wound had cracked a little again, blood would bleed, and there would be new wounds, but it was not very painful.
Li Rou waited for her to adapt, and when he touched her lips, it was also hot. The sweet scent of nai turned into an intoxicating floral scent in an instant, overflowing from her body, and his tongue was like a river. They were An Nanxiu's lips. Li Rou felt grateful in his heart. At this moment, he felt an unbelievable sense of illusion. A girl like An Nanxiu would marry him into one.