There was a moment of silence in the bedroom, only the soft dim and hazy light sprinkled on the ground, which invisibly added a certain ambiguity/ambiguity.

Shen Yan was silent, and Bai Chi didn't know what to say, she stared straight at the ceiling and didn't look sideways at his eyes. She knew by her direct command that he had been watching her, and that his gaze was getting hotter and hotter, more and more intense.

A layer of fine sweat broke out of her hands holding the quilt, and she silently recited it ten times in her heart, not looking at him! Don't go to see him! Don't go to see him! Both of them had their clothes peeled off, and it was dangerous, very dangerous.

It's a pity that Bai Chi also underestimated Shen Yanbo's initiative ability in a certain aspect.

Just as she was secretly speculating, the waist under the quilt sank, and a large hand had pressed up. The slightly cool touch made her stiffen violently, and she instinctively looked sideways at him.

He...

Shen Yanbo looked at her big black and white eyes, which were round and a little incredible, and the smile that seemed to be a little reckless became stronger and stronger, and hooked the corners of her lips with extreme charm, but said with a serious face: "Madam, you still have a fever, this is to warm you for your husband." ”

“……。” It's a shame that he has everything to think of here, and it's really no business or treacherous.

Noticeably feeling him getting closer, the big hand had somehow completely removed her pajamas and threw them on the ground, and then roamed over her.

Bai Chixiao's face turned red, and the place where his body was gently snatched/swept by him seemed to be scalded by boiling water, and it became hot a little bit.

The nerves in every place seemed to be touched by electricity, and she couldn't help herself, she trembled a few times, and her little hand reached into the quilt and grabbed his big hand that was teasing/plucking around, reminding: "Don't, it's late, you still have to go to work tomorrow." ”

Shen Yanbo brought her face a few points closer, her lips had already touched her cheeks, her smile was bewitching, and her deep voice was sexy: "It's okay." ”

It doesn't matter if he abandons all the hard-earned inheritance, what is more important than accompanying his wife? Obviously not in Shen Yanbo's concept.

Caught off guard, he had already lifted the quilt and pressed her, from his radiant and secretly terrifying eyes, she knew that it was useless to say more, and moved her lips with a red face and hesitated for a while before she was embarrassed to speak: "It's okay to stop in moderation." ”

As soon as the words fell, her head was buried deep in his chest.

Of course Shen Yanbo knew what she meant by this, but like this, Wen Xiangyu/body was in his arms, could he do it in moderation? The answer is clearly no.

But in order to appease her, it was the first time that he agreed without believing in such words: "Everything is up to Madame." ”

It was outside that it didn't know what time it was, and they didn't care.

The bedroom was an ambiguous heat, and even the soft light at the head of the bed was hazy and tender.

The aura of the two of them, who had already faded away all their clothes and were entangled, was slightly messy, Shen Yanbo clasped her hand in the palm of her hand, and the unusually gentle kiss gently rubbed against her, delicately depicting the shape of her lips, as if she was caring for the supreme treasure.

How could he make her unemotional, how could he make her go all out unwillingly.

Now that she is a new wife, she has lost the shyness she was when she was a girl, and under his guidance, she has slowly learned to grow up and learn to take into account his feelings.

Therefore, she has to relax and cater to everything he has to satisfy him to the fullest.