"We're not...... Do you want to fight for 300 rounds......"

"Hmm...... I will accompany you to the end......" Shen Mochen's slender fingers gently unbuttoned the peach blouse, her smooth and jade-like skin suddenly appeared in front of her, the familiar fragrance on her body has been lingering around her for so many years, and today, he can finally truly have it.

"But...... But ......" came from her the soft touch of his lips, sliding down her delicate collarbone all the way, and finally staying on the sensitive cherry on her chest, gently ****, grinding carefully, the itchy feeling made her voice become delicate, "Then what are we doing now......"

"Hmm...... We are now starting the first round of three hundred rounds......" Shen Mochen's tongue delicately teased her rosy cherry, and the other warm big hand slid all the way down.

"Wait...... Wait......" Momoko's small hands hurriedly stopped his sliding big hands, and asked urgently while gasping, "We are ...... Is it the same battle......"

"Hmm......" Shen Mochen slowly raised his head, a pair of dark and deep eyes flashed with bright starlight, the corners of his thin lips hooked a beautiful arc, and his voice was low and hoarse: "It doesn't seem to be the same ......"

"That ......"

"But that's okay...... Mrs. first accompanied her husband to finish the 300 battles, and then accompanied you to fight your 300 battles for the husband, how about it?? As soon as Shen Mochen's words fell, the big hand had already broken free from the shackles of Peach's small hands, and slowly leaned into the bottom of her skirt, and a slender index finger gently reached into her warm and moist territory.

"Ah...... Don't ......" Peaches exclaimed, her whole body shrank, and a pair of long white legs habitually put together, causing Shen Mochen to be in a dilemma.

"Good ......" Shen Mochen gently kissed her ruddy lips, and the whole person bullied her, and said gently: "Madame, don't be nervous, three hundred rounds in one night is impossible, we will have enough time to fight in the future, and when the three hundred rounds are full, we will start to fight Madame's three hundred rounds......"

Peaches only felt that her head was a little dizzy, what are these three hundred times, those three hundred times, what is Shen Mochen talking about...... "If you add such a lot, wouldn't it be six hundred times??" ”

"Hmm...... If Madame wants 600 times, then 600 times...... Just work a little hard for your husband......" Shen Mochen replied in a low voice while kissing her soft lips.

What the?? How did it become six hundred times again??

Momoko really wanted to cry without tears, and at this moment when she was distracted, someone had already taken the opportunity to succeed.

"En......" Momoko twisted her waist a little uncomfortably, and the pain in her legs had not disappeared, making her a little uncomfortable for a while.

After Shen Mochen entered, he didn't move, only gently hugged the peach, and left his mark on her domineeringly.

Peach felt as if she had an inexplicable longing, slowly blooming from the depths of her heart, flowing along her heart from every vein to every corner of her body......

"Husband......" Finally, she pleaded quietly, and a pair of moist eyes looked at him as if covered with a thick mist.