She can’t feel any stabbing pain. A kind of dizziness makes her whole body crisp and soft. Her body falls on him like cotton. Gradually, she closes her eyes slightly and caters to him involuntarily…
He saw that Shu Ting had been smug in love with his kiss, and the corners of his mouth raised a smug smile, and the corners of his eyes bent up. Quickly removed the cup from her hand, put it on the counter on the other side, kissed her while taking off her heavy coat, and then carried her to the sofa and fell down.
Leaving her sweet lips, she looked blurred at the feminine woman beneath her. Her chest fluctuated violently, her eyes were slightly closed, and her cheeks flushed, blooming slowly like a beautiful red flower.
The smile on his lips spread slowly, and he lowered his head to kiss her white neck, unbuttoned her two clothes skillfully with one hand, kissed her sexy collarbone with his mouth, took a gentle breath, and a red mark appeared on the skin.
“Well!” Kissed by him, he made a low groan in his mouth. She seems to be trapped in a soft whirlpool. She wants to get up, but the more she struggles, the more she sinks down.
Unbutton again, each one is careful, but it is urgent. Ling Weihao saw her purple underwear, although it was not lace-edged lingerie, but for him, it was enough to arouse his lust. His body quickly burned by flames, and subtle changes had taken place somewhere.
His hands leaned back, and with a gentle “pa”, the buttons of his underwear had been unbuttoned.
“Don’t!” Yang Shuting frowned slightly, grabbed his hand and pleaded in a low voice. Although she had been kissed all over the body anesthetized by him, and her legs were already slippery, she always felt wrong and stopped.
“Why not? You have aroused my desire. You must be responsible and douse it.” The thing between the legs has become huge, and it is determined to break out of the door. Ling Weihao felt uncomfortable all over, looked at her faintly and said.
Yang Shuting stared blankly for a moment. Outside, MoMo was ruthless and violent, and he spoiled her like a child. This was the first time she heard his spoiled voice.
“But…” Yang Shuting still felt wrong. She resisted him before, but now she is lying on the sofa like a clever lamb, touching with him. “But Xinyan will come back later. If she sees it, how embarrassed!”
“It turns out that this is what you are worried about. Don’t worry, I have already sent someone to pick her up. It takes at least one and a half hours from Cambridge School to Beitou, and it takes one and a half hours at the earliest. She won’t come back so soon…” Ling Weihao smiled evil. Although he wanted it very much now, he saw her scruples and patiently endured it. He added, “If you don’t think it’s appropriate to be in the living room, then let’s go back to our room!”
Before Yang Shuting could speak, Ling Weihao got up and picked her up. She stared blankly, lowered her eyes shyly, her face was already as gorgeous as red flowers, her hands hung tightly around his neck, her head leaned against his arms, and she could smell the faint perfume, tobacco and man’s unique smell from him.
Entering the room, he closed the door with his feet, went to the bed, and gently put the woman in his hand down on the bed.
Yang Shuting felt that there was a soft and comfortable bed beneath her. She looked at him, then moved her eyes away. Her face was as hot as boiling coffee, and her heart kept beating. She was nervous and afraid, resisted and needed his caress at the same time.
Ling Weihao, sitting by the bed, reached out and gently lifted the hair on her forehead, and lowered her head to kiss her forehead.
For the first time, she felt him so gentle.
“We still don’t want to…” Yang Shuting frowned, looked at him and refused again when he untied her pants.
Ling Weihao, however, did not allow her to say it. He kissed her lips directly. His body was very uncomfortable. Suddenly she refused. He was even more uncomfortable!
The big palm gently kneaded her chest, which was as soft as water polo. Walk in every part of her body and lean down into her triangle.
Yang Shuting has lost the ability to resist, lying there softly, enjoying the feeling of being caressed and kissed.
He took off all his bondage, and his hot body was like a volcano. Looking at the naked woman under her body, she is as beautiful and sexy as a handicraft. He sat astride her, his hot body clinging to her, trying to hold her tighter and not let go.
Yang Shuting saw his firm things, and shyly she moved her eyes.
Lift her legs and go straight into her slippery place. A feeling of being tightly wrapped makes him feel happier than ever before. She is as tight as she was seven years ago. He twitched slowly for fear that he might hurt her.
She frowned slightly and felt some pain, but soon the pain disappeared in the friction. In other words, it was an indescribable feeling, and her lower body catered to and twisted involuntarily.
He leaned down, held her earlobe, and whispered in her ear: “Shu Ting, I love you!” He is really love her, can not live without her, he never so to love a person, hope she can for him to have children, want to love her life.
“Hmm?!” Yang Shuting didn’t seem to hear what he said clearly. He repeated it again. She felt that this kind of love based on sex was not love. But she could feel his looming love for her.
Two naked bodies are tightly intertwined.
He held her legs and pushed in hard. He knew she would hurt her, but he couldn’t help it. She clutched the sheets tightly in her hands, and her body shook and her head kept hitting the bedside.
Although it is winter now, there is an ambiguous heat flow in the room.
Ling Weihao’s forehead came out with thin and dense sweat, even on his back, accompanied by the sound of breathing. She gasped and groaned low, and her cheeks were like red clouds.
With a growl, he fell on Yang Shuting, his eyes closed, and his face was flushed. He propped up, saw her eyes open, smiled and pecked her lip, got up and got out of bed, and went into the bathroom to take a hot bath.
She lay quietly in bed, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and her heart was calm as never before. She turned over and looked at the sky outside the window. The winter sky was white and cold, and everything was quiet.
After Ling Weihao washed, he came out of the bathroom with a white bath towel around his lower body. Seeing Shu Ting still lying in bed with his back to him, he sipped her lips, walked over and kissed her white and tender back gently.
Yang Shuting was slightly surprised. Looking back, she saw that it was Ling Weihao and didn’t say anything.
“What are you looking at?” Ling Weihao saw that she didn’t know what she was looking at. She was so absorbed that she asked strangely.
“Nothing.” She said softly.
At this time, the mobile phone rang. He picked up the trousers that fell to the ground and took out the mobile phone from the inside. It was called by the private secret Xiao Li, saying that she had received Xin Yan. Now she is on her way to Beitou, and it takes about 20 minutes to arrive.
“Just now, Xiao Li called and said that he had received Xin Yan and would come back soon. It will take about 20 minutes.” Hang up the phone, Ling Weihao immediately told Yang Shuting lying in bed, he walked over and sat by the bed, looking at the woman in bed with gentle eyes, and still wanting more about what happened just now.
Hearing what he said, Yang Shuting sat up, holding a quilt in his hand and clutching his chest tightly, but he still showed his white and tender shoulders, and his hair fell down in a messy way. He was tired and had some amorous feelings, and he was delighted and said, “Is it?”
At first, she thought he lied to her. But imagine that Xin Yan is his own daughter. Can he not do his best? But the thought that he would fight with her for custody of her daughter at any time made her heart sink. She must not let him take her away from her, absolutely not.
Ling Weihao looked at her slightly purples cheeks, stretched out his hand to caress, but she deliberately avoided it. He stared blankly and found that her face changed quickly, without the tenderness just now. His hand stopped in midair, looking embarrassed, and finally withdrew his hand.
“Turn around, please.” Yang Shuting looked at him coldly and said to him.
“Why?” He asked, somewhat puzzled.
“I’m going to get dressed and take a hot bath in the bathroom.” She is a little tired and wants to take a hot bath to relieve her fatigue. Besides, she can’t face her daughter with such a tired face, and she smells like him.
Ling Weihao suddenly realized that instead of turning around, he got up and walked out of the room. Although they had just faced each other naked in bed, she would be more or less shy to her in such details. Like seven years ago, every time he asked for her, her face turned horribly white, just like a female ghost. In the past, he didn’t know how to love her. Now he knows that his love for her is not only based on the body, but also on the spirit and soul. He really loves her and is really tempted by her.
Yang Shuting watched him close the door gently, but she still didn’t feel at ease. She walked to the door with her quilt covered and locked the door again. She was really at ease. She went to pick up the clothes on the ground and didn’t put them on. Instead, she went directly into the bathroom with her clothes in her arms and took a hot bath.
Turn on the water dragon lantern, and hot water sprays from the lotus and sprinkles on her body. Although he didn’t treat her as violently and rudely as in the past, he had his own taste and breath, and she washed her body with a lot of shower lotion. After washing for nearly ten minutes, I walked out of the bathroom satisfactorily.
Sitting in front of the dressing table, she was startled to find the red mark on her neck, which was left by Ling Weihao. She was afraid that her daughter would see it and misunderstand it. Fortunately, she wore a turtleneck to avoid being discovered.
Thinking of what happened just now, she only felt that she was ecstasy, out of the control of mind and body, catering to him and falling into the whirlpool of his tenderness… She just hoped that he would not succeed again next time.
Out of the room and downstairs, she saw that Ling Weihao had already changed into a clean and tidy suit and was sitting on the sofa in the hall reading the newspaper in her hand. I remember many years ago, in the villa in Xishan, he appeared in the living room with this attitude almost every morning, drinking coffee melodiously and reading newspapers… At that time, he was a bright scenery in silence.