Chapter 390 Itching
It's not grand, I just want to give her the most unforgettable and simple happiness.
Three years later, he seems to be able to say this kind of love that every woman will be moved by when she listens to it so naturally.
Maybe intentionally or unintentionally, but no matter what the purpose is, the woman thinks, he has achieved it.
Now she enjoys the sweet words of men every day when they are together.
Maybe it was talking about the place that the woman liked, and suddenly, she turned her face to look at him.
The man's lips brushed her face and froze between the woman's brows.
The wet warm lip flap stays there.
I don't know why, at that moment, a certain aroma on the woman's body that has always fascinated him poured into his nose so strongly, as if he was hypnotized, uncontrollable, kissed her lightly between her eyebrows.
Then, little by little, the hot lips went down and down, pecked past the tip of her nose, and rested on top of her lips.
With an indescribable temptation~ bewilderment, one at a time, seriously, with a blurred eye, kissing lightly, flipping her lips.
The sunlight outside the window was warm and dazzling, and the warm curtains were gently turning.
The man kissed fascinated, and the woman was also driven.
She tilted her head and bit him the moment his lips fell.
The man was stunned, the fog in his eyes lifted a little, and he took her lips into his mouth.
For the first time in three years, she responded to his kiss so fiercely.
In her memory, she is passive to many love~ things, and occasionally when she is driven by him, she is too tired and wants to end it quickly.
And now, in the socket of the neck, it was her slender arm, and the vine clinged to him.
He likes her like this, he likes her very much.
Biting her trembling lip, the kiss landed on her chin as his eyes fixed on the red cherry-like lip he had bitten.
The woman's chin is slightly rounded, white and delicate, as if she is biting into a piece of white and tender tofu.
Kiss down, downward......
She moaned softly~ moaning, her voice was so small, but it made him so heartbroken, so emotional~ moving.
The white crewneck T-shirt was quietly pushed up by him at some point......
Then, a searing kiss was gently imprinted on her lower abdomen.
There was a very shallow scar on the woman's lower abdomen.
Kisses along the scar, over and over again, falling, scorching, piping hot.
Warm, but the scar was kissed so itchy, like a small ant running on it.
Finally, the woman still couldn't hold back, and raised her head in the man's hot kiss, her voice hoarse, with some inexplicable depression, "It's so itchy." ”
During the deep kiss, the man looked up and looked at her with a wet and misty gaze, "What? ”
The white fingertips pointed to the scar on the belly, "You've itched here." ”
Nodding slightly, the man lowered his head and looked at her belly, seriously, worshipping.
After a long time, he sighed deeply, pulled up the woman's T-shirt, crawled back to her side and lay down, still leaning sideways, kissing her lips with a sigh between her lips, "You are pregnant now." ”
They haven't been together for three years, and now she's back, just once, or when the man is barely conscious, he has a child, and then, he has to wait another year.
Thinking about it makes me feel tragic.
The resentful gaze glared at a woman who was enjoying it very much, and his big palm passed through the T-shirt and stroked the flat belly, "When he comes out, you will compensate me!" ”