Forget it, he still took the trouble to ask her some embarrassing questions, "Baby, do you like it?"
Jiang Fan bit his lip tightly, unwilling to speak.
But Shen Huaixu seemed to be teasing her deliberately. The more silent she was, the harder he worked.
The movement was so loud that Jiang Fan couldn't hold it back and hummed softly.
Jiang Fan was half ashamed, half in pain, his face was flushed, and he felt that every inch of his body was screaming. The man was breathing heavily, and his whole body was itching from his ears down.
She urged him with tears in her eyes.
Shen Huaixu's movements paused for a moment. It was hard work and he was covered in sweat.
Warm tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and he cried out in grievance.
Shen Huaixu's mind went blank for a moment, then he kissed her teardrops and coaxed hoarsely: "Be good, you'll be fine soon."
"real?"
"Yeah, really."
He lifted her up from the bed and pressed closer to her, squeezing her waist with his hot hands.
Jiang Fan's straight back outlines an elegant and perfect arc. His black hair is scattered around his waist and fluttering slightly. His shoulders as white as jade, his slender swan neck, and his delicate collarbones all tease Shen Huaixu's heartstrings. .
Beauty, every part of her body meets Shen Huaixu's aesthetic point.
So much so that it left its own unique mark on it...
The next day, when Jiang Fan woke up, his whole body was sore, as if he had been run over by a wheel. He wanted to lift his hands, but they were so sore that he couldn't use any strength.
She tried hard to open her heavy eyelids, and as soon as she opened them she saw Shen Huaixu's spring-like face, "Good morning, my wife."
As soon as Jiang Fan saw his face, he couldn't help but think of the madness last night, the yin and yang blended together.
Her ears felt hot and she felt a little embarrassed. She pulled the quilt over and covered her head.
She rolled her round eyes and saw his body wearing only underwear. She was startled and hurriedly got out, "Ah, why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
"Why do I need to wear clothes when I sleep with my wife?" Shen Huaixu looked at her red face and couldn't help but laugh out loud. He fished her over with a big hand, "You think so? , wife?"
Jiang Fan's small mouth retorted: "It's you, a big-headed devil."
Shen Huaixu rested his chin on the crook of her shoulder, "Are you still shy? We are all like that. I helped you wash your bath last night, and I also helped you put on your clothes, and..."
At the end of last night, Jiang Fan was so tired that he carried him into the bathroom.
Jiang Fan quickly covered his mouth and said, "Stop talking."
Shen Huaixu raised his eyebrows and licked the palm of her hand, causing Jiang Fan to subconsciously let go of her hand.
"Does it still hurt?" Shen Huaixu hugged her back, brushed her long hair, and asked softly.
"Well, a little bit." Jiang Fan didn't show off, because it really hurt.
"Let me see."
With that said, Shen Huaixu wanted to get into the quilt, but Jiang Fan stopped him in time, "What are you doing?"
"Check the wound."
"No, I don't feel any pain anymore." Jiang Fan was so frightened that he quickly clamped his legs.
It was daytime now, and she really couldn't let him see her where she was in broad daylight.
Don't give anything.
Shen Huaixu: "Be good and I'll just watch and don't do anything else."
In the end, Jiang Fan couldn't defeat him.
When Shen Huaixu saw the "wound", his heart couldn't help but tremble. He felt more distress than desire at the moment.
She screamed so many times last night that it hurt, but he didn't stop, and suddenly he felt like a beast.
He hugged Jiang Fan tightly again and apologized very remorsefully: "I'm sorry, I will pay attention next time."
Jiang Fan laughed at his apology. Inexplicably, he felt like he was a student who made a mistake, and he was the dean, "Okay, I forgive you."
After all, this matter can't be entirely up to him.
