, wonderful and free of pop-ups! <!--Chapter content begins--> At this point, all reserve was thrown aside.
Yang Ruoqing stretched out her hand, hooked Luo Fengtang's neck, and responded to him.
The two hugged each other and kissed each other passionately.
She felt his eagerness, and he kissed her hard and domineeringly, as if he wanted to swallow her whole body into his belly.
She was a little breathless, so she pushed him away a little.
"Silly boy, why are you in a hurry? We have all night to work, so take your time."
She blushed with embarrassment and panted.
He grinned and nodded: "Well, okay, let's slow down."
she:"……"
He kissed her again.
This time, it was much gentler.
It's lingering, like the spring breeze and drizzle.
From her lips, to her face.
Then her neck.
"These clothes are really in the way."
He said with a heavy breath, and tugged at her wedding dress with his big hands.
The wedding dress was torn open, revealing her delicate collarbones and large smooth shoulders.
His eyes widened at the sight, and he buried his head directly, kissing every inch of her shoulders.
"Hey..."
She leaned back slightly and couldn't help but let out a low moan.
This sound stimulated him even more.
His kiss became a little rough again.
A pair of big hands roamed over her body.
He slipped into her clothes and grabbed the two jade peaks on her chest.
The rough palms kneaded the two delicate balls.
Both of them shivered at the same time, as if they were hit by electricity at the same time.
When she didn't notice, he took off their coats and threw them to the ground outside the bed.
Both of them were wearing snow-white satin clothes.
The clothes were a bit see-through, and she could see his wheat-colored chest and muscles hidden in the snow-white clothes.
She couldn't help but reach out her hand, insert it into his clothes, and caress him.
This muscle, this feel, this line, this is the style she likes.
"Qing'er..."
His eyes became more and more confused.
Looking at the girl with loose buns and disheveled clothes under him, he felt that the blood in his body was about to roar.
Somewhere under the lower abdomen, it felt even more uncomfortable.
"Huh?" She looked at him and responded.
"I want you!" He said solemnly.
The pleasant voice is tinged with a bit of hoarseness and forbearance.
She couldn't laugh or cry.
"Aren't you, aren't you doing this?"
She said, do you still need to say hello first?
As if he was encouraged, he stretched out his long arms and turned her over to sit up.
The candle shadow shakes red.
In the hazy tent, he saw the white lingerie slipping from her shoulders.
Ruyun's beautiful hair was spread down, covering her butterfly bones.
She turned around and gently untied the pink bellyband strap around her waist, and the graceful curves of her back were revealed in front of his eyes...
He watched all this intently, knowing that this scene was enough for him to remember for a lifetime...
She was afraid that he would tear her bra and bellyband just like he did to her wedding dress, so she took it off on her own initiative.
When she covered her chest with her hands, she turned to look at him.
Seeing his straight look, I couldn't help but laugh.
She scolded him with a bit of shyness: "What are you looking at? Haven't you been looking forward to the wedding for a long time?"
He came to his senses.
"Daughter-in-law, you are so beautiful, just like a fairy."
he murmured.
"I feel like Zhu Bajie. I, I don't even dare to touch you anymore..."
When she heard this, she pursed her lips and smiled.
He raised a finger and poked his forehead lightly.
"Silly boy, no matter how beautiful she is, she is still your wife. She will sleep with you and give birth to your baby!" she said.
She winked at him and said, "Come on!"
His eyes suddenly lit up and his breath felt like it was on fire.
"Daughter-in-law, I, I'm here!"
With three strokes, five divided by two, he took off all his clothes, and then, a hungry tiger pounced on her and pinned her down.
…
"Well……"
Her beautiful eyebrows were lightly knitted together, and there was a look of pain on her pretty face.
He put his hands on her sides and arched his body slightly, not daring to move at all.
"What's wrong?"
He asked, "Does it hurt?"
She bit her lip and nodded slightly.
"Then...then I come out?"
He said, moving under his body, trying to pull away from her body.
"Don't……"
She yelled and raised her hand to hold his shoulders.
"Don't move around, wait until I get used to it..."
She blushed.
"okay……"
He responded and remained in this posture, not daring to move like a sculpture.
Her snow-white legs were hooked around his waist, and her hands held his shoulders tightly, not daring to move.
In my heart, I cursed Cao Bamei a hundred times.
What does a little pain mean?
What does it mean to cut your finger and it hurts like an ant bite?
This is obviously like a red-hot iron rod being stabbed into the body, okay?
The whole body felt like it was about to be pierced. With a slight movement, every nerve and cell in the body would be torn apart!
"Qing'er, how are you doing right now?"
His concerned voice came from above his head.
She looked up and saw a nervous look on his face, with beads of sweat hanging on his forehead and the bridge of his nose.
"Why are you so sweaty? Are you in pain too?" she asked.
Luo Fengtang smiled bitterly.
He wasn't in pain, he was holding it in.
When you have just entered a place of ecstasy, and you haven't even started to gallop, you will be stuck here, unable to advance or retreat.
This taste...
"I'm getting a little better, please try again..."
She whispered, so embarrassed.
In her previous life, she would never have extended such an invitation to a man even if she had been killed.
"Yeah!" Luo Fengtang responded.
He placed his hands on her sides, trying his best to share the pressure of his own weight on her, and then slowly and gently pushed a few points into her body...
It still hurts.
But after the initial tearing pain, it was now within her tolerance.
"Qing'er, if it doesn't work, just stop!"
He said in a deep voice, with more and more hot things in his eyes.
She didn't respond, hugged his shoulders with both hands, and buried her head in his arms.
I was embarrassed to see him working hard, so I closed my eyes and experienced this subtle feeling...
After experiencing the uncomfortable pain at first, she gradually felt a strange feeling creeping out.
The body begins to become soft and light, and certain aspects of the senses become particularly sensitive.
Every time he entered her, she felt like she had never been filled before.
The whole body becomes full.
And every time he left, she would feel an unconcealable emptiness and urgency.
Not only is a part of the body missing, but a piece of the soul is also missing.
And when this lost thing was filled in again, she let out a long breath, feeling as if the dust had settled.
She responded to her clumsily and immaturely, and he had no skills. The two of them relied on their most primitive instincts to plunder each other.
