Chapter: 1233
He held her chin, preventing her from moving.
Wen Man's eyes were moist, full of emotional sinking. In fact, she hadn't expressed her desire for him like this for a long time. She was always too calm in their married life.
Huo Shaoting was sweating on his forehead, and big drops of sweat were dripping down.
It's so hot that Wen Man wants to scream...
He held her slim waist and asked again. Wen Man blinked lightly and murmured: "Kissed, nothing else!"
Huo Shaoting hugged her fiercely.
His face was buried in her neck, and after a long silence, he asked in a low voice: "Then... do you still like him now?"
Wen Man seemed to have sobered up.
She gently touched his warm neck with her slender palms and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't like it anymore."
Huo Shaoting started to kiss her.
He was gentle, kissing her little by little, melting her.
He picked her up and walked to the bedroom.
Red wine dyes the bed sheets bit by bit with lust, and the warmth blooms and sinks on it... Huo Shaoting hasn't tasted such vividness for a long time. He doesn't even want to stop, he just wants to stay like this until he grows old.
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The tide of love subsided and it was already evening.
When Wen Man woke up, there was only a faint light in the bedroom and it was very quiet.
She lay on her pillow.
Even when she was drunk, she could still remember how Huo Shaoting loved her and how she tried hard to accommodate her...
Two bottles of red wine made her no longer cold.
Wen Man felt complicated.
She couldn't tell whether today's love affair was a simple physical need.
The bedroom door creaked open, letting in some light.
Huo Shaoting walked in, sat on the edge of the bed, pinched her cheek gently and said softly, "Would you like to get up? Huo Xi has called her several times to ask her mother."
Wen Man glanced at him, and she picked up the quilt and got up.
My head is still a little dizzy. JrNovels.com
Wen Man's eyes were moist, full of emotional sinking. In fact, she hadn't expressed her desire for him like this for a long time. She was always too calm in their married life.
Huo Shaoting was sweating on his forehead, and big drops of sweat were dripping down.
It's so hot that Wen Man wants to scream...
He held her slim waist and asked again. Wen Man blinked lightly and murmured: "Kissed, nothing else!"
Huo Shaoting hugged her fiercely.
His face was buried in her neck, and after a long silence, he asked in a low voice: "Then... do you still like him now?"
Wen Man seemed to have sobered up.
She gently touched his warm neck with her slender palms and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't like it anymore."
Huo Shaoting started to kiss her.
He was gentle, kissing her little by little, melting her.
He picked her up and walked to the bedroom.
Red wine dyes the bed sheets bit by bit with lust, and the warmth blooms and sinks on it... Huo Shaoting hasn't tasted such vividness for a long time. He doesn't even want to stop, he just wants to stay like this until he grows old.
�
The tide of love subsided and it was already evening.
When Wen Man woke up, there was only a faint light in the bedroom and it was very quiet.
She lay on her pillow.
Even when she was drunk, she could still remember how Huo Shaoting loved her and how she tried hard to accommodate her...
Two bottles of red wine made her no longer cold.
Wen Man felt complicated.
She couldn't tell whether today's love affair was a simple physical need.
The bedroom door creaked open, letting in some light.
Huo Shaoting walked in, sat on the edge of the bed, pinched her cheek gently and said softly, "Would you like to get up? Huo Xi has called her several times to ask her mother."
Wen Man glanced at him, and she picked up the quilt and got up.
My head is still a little dizzy. JrNovels.com
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