Si Yiyan's intention was obvious.
For a moment, Wen Xinya really didn't know how to refuse him. Whenever she thought about the fact that he would have to abstain from sex for at least six or seven months, she felt distressed.
However, now that she is pregnant, she can't just let him do whatever he wants.
When Mr. Du took her pulse before, he deliberately avoided her grandfather and told her that although her fetus was firmly established, her body was still relatively weak, so she could not have sex for the time being.
She always remembers it.
Si Yiyan bit her ear and said, "For example, how to please me."
After saying that, his big hand had already followed the hem of her pajamas, reached inside her clothes, and slowly moved up along her belly. His hot big hand caressed her delicate body neither lightly nor heavily.
Wen Xinya whimpered, her heart trembling, and she quickly grabbed his mischievous hand: "Don't... I'm pregnant, you can't do this, be careful not to hurt the baby."
After she became pregnant, her body became very sensitive. She couldn't bear Si Yiyan's gentle teasing and became panicked.
"Then what should I do?" Si Yiyan's voice was dark and hoarse, and his half-suspended body dropped down, and a certain part of his lower abdomen suddenly pressed tightly between her legs.
There, the man's vitality is fully awakened.
Si Yiyan looked at her steadily, and continued to ask without giving up: "Xinya, what should I do?"
The arrow is on the string and has to be shot. The feeling of not getting what you want and enduring the pain is so strong that even Si Yiyan, who has extremely strong self-control, can't help but feel powerless.
Wen Xinya said with difficulty: "How about... you take a cold shower?"
It is said that the most beautiful voice in the world is the singing of mermaids, and the voices of male mermaids are more seductive than those of female mermaids. They have a charm that can seduce the soul.
At this moment, the man's seductive voice sounded in her ears, like a mermaid, stirring her heartstrings and striking her soul again and again.
She had an urge to cover her ears, worried that her weak willpower would be unable to resist his temptation.
"I've taken a lot of cold showers since you got pregnant."
As he spoke, his big hands did not let go of her delicate body, teasing her everywhere. He felt her body trembling delicately under his teasing, and his gaze became more and more profound.
Taking too many cold showers like this is harmful to your health. Wen Xinya couldn't help but feel distressed: "Then... why don't you just use your hands to solve it? I don't mind you... you masturbating..."
She bit her lip, trying to suppress the moan that was about to burst out, feeling a little embarrassed. The barrier of reason in her heart was as thin as a piece of white paper and was easily broken by a slight poke.
"You don't mind, but I do."
His face looked a little dark. Although it was normal for men to masturbate, Si Yiyan was quite resistant to it. He had lived for more than 30 years and had never masturbated.
More importantly, these words came out of her mouth.
This is simply an insult to his male self-esteem.
Wen Xinya also knew that she had said something wrong, and was very distressed: "Then... what should I do?"
The rising heat from her body made her feel a little weak and limp. She tilted her slender white neck upward, her eyes misty and full of spring water. Her delicate little mouth, which was kissed, was slightly pursed as she looked at him pitifully.
In fact, I was afraid that he would lose control and get out of control. What should I do
Her current body couldn't stand his torture.
"Be good, let me relieve my longing for you, and I'll forgive you in a moment."
The slender and beautiful neck was as beautiful as a proud white swan. Si Yiyan could not control himself and kissed her neck, licking, sucking, and biting it. His big hands wandered inside her clothes and he began to ruthlessly ravage the delicate girl under his body.
"You are not allowed to do anything stupid."
Wen Xinya felt a little soft-hearted in her confusion, so she acquiesced to his behavior, but she soon regretted it.
"Baby, make me happy."
Si Yiyan's voice was very hoarse, with a hint of temptation. He pulled out a goose feather pillow and gently placed it under her waist, letting her arch her body and tremble as she endured his increasingly deep and surging passion. The suppressed passion made both of them sweat a lot.
Wen Xinya's misty eyes were a watery light red, which made her look particularly charming and made him unable to stop.
Although he didn't use real guns and live ammunition, Wen Xinya was still a little frightened. She held back her sobs and cried, "No... No more..."
"Baby, be good..." Si Yiyan felt warm inside and leaned over to rub her sensitive neck: "It's almost there."
The soft, sweet and sticky voice was like a strong aphrodisiac. Si Yiyan, who had been suppressing his desires, felt his blood boil after hearing it. He couldn't help but increase his movements, wanting her to cry harder and harder.
Wen Xinya staggered, spun around, and felt dizzy. No matter how she sobbed, kicked her legs, and scratched her back, the butcher would not let her go.
It was not until Si Yiyan released between her legs that he was satisfied. He turned over and lay beside her, breathing heavily. It was obvious that this kind of suppressed passion was a million times more difficult than conquering a city. During this period, he had to resist the temptation of her ecstasy, which was not something that most men could do.
One romantic encounter had consumed all his energy.
Thinking about the next ten months of abstinence, he suddenly felt that his future sexual happiness was worrying and his future was not good.
Wen Xinya pushed him weakly and said, "Get up. Your body feels sticky and uncomfortable."
She couldn't help shaking her legs and felt embarrassed.
Si Yiyan supported his somewhat weak body, put on his coat and fetched water for her to wash, and then changed the bed sheets himself. After she was dry, Wen Xinya felt that the only benefit of sweating was that she felt comfortable all over.
He knows his limits.
"I'm thirsty!" Wen Xinya raised her head and acted coquettishly.
"I'll go get you a glass of warm water." Si Yiyan stroked her sweaty temples, with a deep smile in his eyes.
"No, I want iced bayberry soup." Thinking of the iced bayberry soup in the summer, the sour and sweet taste that quenches thirst and relieves heat, the saliva in her mouth began to secrete rapidly and she felt very greedy.
"No, you can't drink cold water when you're pregnant." After saying that, he helplessly coaxed her, "You can drink it at room temperature."
Wen Xinya's eyes were bright and misty, still damp from the passion just now. They looked as bright as if they had been washed by water, and she stared at him straight.
For a moment, Si Yiyan was obsessed with the idea of agreeing to her and satisfying her, but in the end, reason prevailed over everything.
After the little girl got pregnant, her temper became worse and she became much more difficult to please than before.
Wen Xinya thought about her body and realized that it was not suitable for drinking cold drinks, so she had to agree reluctantly.