Chapter 012: So as not to hurt her
His foot joints are very thick, the soles of his feet are very wide, compared with Ning Xiang's delicate jade feet, it is simply terrifying, Ning Xiang looked at his feet, but her heart was a little distracted, she had never seen a man's feet. In the previous life, she served the third son to bathe his feet, and the third son was also a man, but his feet were slender and delicate, except that they were bigger than the woman's family, and the others were no different.
But Liang Bozhao's feet are powerful and strong, and he may have been running all year round, with thick calluses on the soles of his feet, and deep and shallow scratches on the instep, as if he had walked barefoot and been cut by thorns before.
Ning Xiang's heart was sour, this man didn't know how much he had suffered before, and in the previous life, not only did he feel sorry for him, but he also hurt him so badly...
Xu saw that she had not spoken, and Liang Bozhao opened his mouth; "What's wrong?"
Ning Xiang raised her eyes and asked him softly; "You have a lot of injuries on your feet."
Liang Bozhao didn't care, and said lightly; "It's just a small injury."
Ning Xiang asked again; "That.... Does it still hurt? ”
She asked a little silly, Liang Bozhao shook his head and ignored it.
Ning Xiang lowered her eyes, and the soft soles of her feet gently brushed Liang Bozhao's instep in the water, her behavior was a little childish in the eyes of people, but Liang Bozhao saw that her pupils were like autumn water, and when she looked at her feet, her eyes were full of pity, and he was shocked, only when he was wrong, such a delicate and lovely little daughter-in-law, where would she feel sorry for him such a rough man?
Yes, he hooked his lips and laughed at himself for thinking too much.
It was late at night.
Ning Xiang had already climbed into the quilt, in her previous life, she was most afraid of Liang Bozhao touching herself, and she never wanted to sleep with him on the same quilt, but when she made the bed, she spread the two quilts together and spread them together.
When Liang Bozhao came, Ning Xiang's heart was fluttering, and she hurriedly closed her eyes, making it look like she was already asleep. But I remembered what my sister-in-law said when she was at her mother's house, she wanted to give birth to a child for Liang Bozhao, since this is the case, how can she pretend to sleep.
Thinking like this, Ning Xiang quietly opened her eyes again, and saw that Liang Bozhao had already taken off his clothes, revealing his strong chest, Ning Xiang didn't dare to look more, and hurriedly turned her head, her heart pounding.
Liang Bozhao lifted the quilt and lay down beside her, the warm breath suddenly surrounded Ning Xiang, with the unique masculine smell of a man, and drilled into her nose one by one.
I can't tell why, in the previous life, she was afraid of him, hated him, and didn't even want to touch the slightest smell of him, but now, she felt that the smell of his body was very manly, giving people a sense of peace of mind, which made her attached.
Her nose fanned slightly, sniffing his scent, and her face slowly turned a peach-like crimson.
Liang Bozhao turned around and saw her lying there with a red face, delicate and shy between her eyebrows, more well-behaved and pitiful than the wedding night.
His dark eyes became fiery, and he couldn't help but think of the most intimate night between them, her body was as smooth as jade, and her soft waist was not grasped, and she sobbed softly under him, allowing him to indulge in lust.
Liang Bozhao admitted that it was indeed he who didn't hold back on the wedding night to ask for her, and then made her cry for half the night.
He has lived alone for a long time, and suddenly there is a delicate little lady beside him, if he is allowed to be the willow Hui, Liang Bozhao laughed at himself slightly, thinking that he really couldn't bear it.
This night, although he still wanted her, he was finally able to restrain himself. After all, she is still young, and she still has to control the bed, so as not to hurt her.