The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 349 Becoming a Veritable Mrs. Mo
She was so ashamed that she covered her body with her hands, but was soon pulled away by him.

"Turn, turn off the lights."

Mo Chiwei's rough fingertips slowly scratched from her fair face to her collarbone, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Don't close it, it's beautiful——"

Tang Xinyan's fine and curly eyelashes trembled like fluttering butterflies, "I want to close..."

Before she could finish speaking, her lips were firmly blocked by him again.

The clear breath from his body rushed in, and she quickly became dizzy and forgot to turn off the light.

She held his arm nervously with both hands, and her fingertips hit the hard muscle. Her breathing also became short and unsteady.

His big palm rested on her lower abdomen for a while, then slowly moved upwards.

"Mo Chiwei..."

She was nervous and afraid, but at the same time, she was faintly excited and longing, her body turned into a puddle of water under his lips and fingers.

His kiss, along her lips, slowly reached the earlobe.

She shyly clutched the sheet under her body, trembling violently.

He tore off the bathrobe on her body, and her face became hotter. He pulled the quilt, trying to cover her body, but he didn't like her, and pushed the quilt aside.

His rough fingertips roamed freely on her skin, as if they were carrying an electric current, making her limbs tingling and numb.

Tang Xinyan has always felt that she is not strong in this regard, even a little cold, but stimulated by his strong hormonal aura, she has become hard to restrain...

Looking at her flushed face, he curled up her earlobe, grasped her little hand, and pulled towards the bath towel tied around his abdomen.

She didn't want to, but he held her hand tightly.

After going back and forth, the bath towel fell off directly.

She glanced at him, her face turned red instantly as if she was about to bleed.

"Mo, Mo Chiwei, I'm afraid..."

Mo Chiwei sucked her lips again, sweat rolled down his forehead, she was pregnant now, he couldn't ignore her feelings to force it, he kissed her patiently, coaxed her...

"Don't be afraid, um, it won't hurt..."

Tang Xinyan looked at his tense face, the sweat that kept rolling down, and she hummed softly.

He brought his shoulder to her mouth, "Bite if it hurts."

He knew that she was ready, so he stopped hesitating, straightened his waist and abdomen.

She clasped her hands hard on his back, drawing long red marks, and at the same time opened her mouth, biting his shoulder.

She didn't know how she felt that night when taking the traditional Chinese medicine, but now, she really hurts...

Mist welled up in her eyes, and she sobbed, "It hurts...Mo Chiwei, no more...you go out..."

She was really in pain, tears and sweat flowed down together.

Mo Chiwei stopped, he lowered his head, sucked her lips again, and comforted her patiently, "It was like this at the beginning, and it hurts me too."

"you're lying--"

"No, I didn't lie to you."

"I don't want it, I don't want it..."

The suppressed veins on Mo Chiwei's forehead jumped up, "Don't move around."

"I don't, you said, you won't force me..."

Her non-cooperation made him, who had no experience in this field, unable to stand the stimulation. He couldn't control himself, and he surrendered.

There was a few seconds of silence. Seeing that he was not moving, Tang Xinyan blinked, "You..."

She didn't expect him to be so fast.

Mo Chiwei's face was quite gloomy. Looking at the woman's shocked eyes, he felt humiliated and lost his masculine dignity.

He pursed his thin lips tightly, and entered the bathroom with a face as heavy as water.

(End of this chapter)