At the end of the scene, Mu Nanzhi was so tired that she couldn't even lift her fingers. She let the man hold her in his arms. Both of them were covered in sweat. She was like a fish just out of the water, panting heavily. As she stood, the man took away her breath domineeringly. She felt the man's heat, and her heartbeat lost its rhythm again.
"Cousin... Cousin..." Mu Nanzhi finally escaped from the man's kiss. She lay on the man's chest, panting and begging, "Cousin, I, I, I, I... I really can't stand it anymore... "
The man's hands stroked her long, slippery hair, comforting the person in his arms. He was still very emotional. It was very hard to bear it at this time, but he still suppressed the anger. He kissed Mu Nanzhi wetly. With his hair on his forehead, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Are you feeling comfortable just now?"
"... No, no... uncomfortable... not comfortable at all..." Mu Nanzhi's face flushed, burning the man's chest. She pinched the man's waist in shame and annoyance, and complained in a low voice, "Cousin It’s so bad. Just now... I almost broke someone’s waist just now... Well... "
The man waved his waist maliciously, causing Mu Nazhi to exclaim. Under Mu Nazhi's charming eyes, the man's breathing became heavier. Mu Nazhi was so busy that he hugged the man tightly and begged: "Excuse me." Cousin, please let me take a rest, take a rest, I’m really tired..."
"Okay, let me have a good rest," Lu Zhishan smiled and kissed Mu Nanzhi's red lips. He took a picture album from the pillow and flipped through it. The smile on his face became more and more... Deep and getting worse, "Nanny, it's time to move to the eleventh position."
On the second day of the wedding, the man found the picture album that his nun had left for Mu Nanzhi. He read it with great interest and took notes from time to time. He was more concerned about preparing for the exam than a scholar. It was decided to try Mu Nanzhi one by one starting from the first move.
Mu Nanzhi closed his eyes and panted, frowning and complaining: "Cousin, why don't you feel tired at all? I can't even lift my arms..."
"Of course all the energy my cousin has saved up for so many years will be used on my daughter." Lu Zhishan kissed her earlobe and felt her sensitively twist her neck to avoid it, and he immediately became evil-hearted. Mouth.
Half of Mu Nanzhi's body went numb. He stretched out his hand to push Lu Zhishan, glaring at him and saying, "Wouldn't it be enough if you just said that your old house was on fire?"
Lu Zhishan was startled, then his face darkened: "Nanny, do you think I'm old?"
Mu Nanzhi paused, and then hurriedly explained: "Cousin, I'm not... That's not what I mean. I, I, I don't think you are old at all... um... cousin... you, don't, don't, don't bite. …”
The man increased his force harshly, causing goosebumps to appear all over Mu Nanzhi's body. The man chuckled again: "The old house is on fire? Huh? Nanny, where did you hear such good things?"
Mu Nazhi suddenly buried his face into the man's sweaty chest, unwilling to raise his head again, and said angrily: "I didn't say anything, and you didn't hear anything!"
Lu Zhishan felt the moist and hot touch in his heart, and he couldn't suppress his emotions. He rubbed the child's messy hair and asked in a hoarse voice: "Has my daughter rested?"
Mu Nanzhi shook his little head: "No, no, no, I'm sleepy and want to sleep."