Marriage is sultry: Quan Shao lures his wife into addiction

Chapter 263 I miss my little boy, so I can't wait

He didn't open his eyes, but the hand on her waist was very hard.Without giving her a chance to resist, she was held tightly in his arms by him.

Shen Congyan's mood was complicated, it was an indescribable feeling.

……

Yan Zitong had a dream.

In the dream, she kept running on the muddy path.It seemed that she was chasing something, but she didn't know what she was chasing.

A familiar voice sounded next to my ear, "Tongtong, my Tongtong. My daughter."

The voice fluctuated from far to near, at one moment it seemed to be right next to her ears, and at another moment it seemed to be far away in the sky.

She seemed to see her mother, and wanted to reach out to touch her, grab her hand, but it was always in vain, or she couldn't reach it.

Mom was still the mother in her memory, with a warm and soft smile on her face.

She was still so young and beautiful, wearing a champagne-colored dress, dancing with the waves, like an elf fairy dancing.

"Mom, Mom." Yan Zitong called softly, reaching out to hold her hand, but Yang Manxin suddenly disappeared.Instead, Zhou Yunru with a ferocious face stood in front of her with a green face and fangs, and said viciously, "Yan Zitong, you little bitch, why don't you die!"

She opened her hands, and the long nails pinched deeply towards her neck, sinking into her flesh.

Yan Zitong felt that she was being suffocated, and when she saw Yan Yuewen, her father was standing behind Zhou Yunru, watching her dying from being suffocated by Zhou Yunru, but she didn't see him coming to help her.

He just squinted at him coldly, with the indifference of "I have nothing to do with your life or death".

"Yan Zitong, you old bastard, why do you want to snatch me? I am the eldest daughter of the Yan family, the jewel in my father's palm! You are just a poor wretch that no one loves!" Yan Ximin Standing beside Yan Yuewen, he looked at her with contempt and said coldly.

Looking at their family of three, she was the extra person.Yan Zitong has a feeling that the sky is not working, and the earth is not right.

Do not!
She would never just accept her fate like this!

No one can scold her mother!

A look of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes, and just when she was about to be pinched to death by Zhou Yunru, she raised her leg, pressed her knee, and pushed hard between her legs.A knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and he waved his hand without hesitation and slashed at the hand that was pinching her neck.

Blood sprayed her face.

"Ah!" Yan Zitong yelled in surprise, and a carp in "Shu" straightened up and sat up.

"Huhu" was panting heavily, his whole body was exhausted, his hair was all sticking to his face, wet.His back was also covered in sweat.

"What's the matter? Did you have a nightmare?" A familiar voice sounded in my ear, with deep concern and a little pampering.

Hearing the sound, Yan Zitong turned his eyes and met a pair of familiar eyes, looking at him with concern and tenderness.

When Rong Si just entered the room, seeing her asleep, he didn't even dare to turn on the light, for fear of waking her up.Just turn on the phone's lighting function.

At this moment, she was taking off her suit jacket and tie, but she let out a scream, and then sat up abruptly.

"Why are you back?" Yan Zitong looked at her in disbelief. The moment he saw him, all the panic and discomfort disappeared, replaced by peace of mind and joy.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, leaned over and kissed her on the lips, and said softly, "Well, I miss my little boy. So I can't wait to come back."

"Hey!" She chuckled, looked at him with a smile, and said half-seriously, half-jokingly, "Why do I hear you mean that the king will not go to court early?"

He curled his lips into an evil smile, caressed her cheek with his left hand, clasped her neck with his right hand, and pulled her into his arms, covered her lips with hot lips, and whispered softly against her lips, "Well, it's time to change the bed from now on."

After finishing speaking, the dense and soft kisses came overwhelmingly, with deep thoughts and confiding, all expressed in this kiss without reservation.

The touch of lips and tongue, the exchange of saliva, instantly ignited a raging fire.A charming and ambiguous voice followed, like a wonderful symphony.

His big palm snaked down from her face and neck, and every time he touched an inch of her skin, it could ignite her long-suppressed fiery factor.

It was as if she had received amnesty, and that touch of longing gushed out like a spring at this moment.

Responding to him, enjoying the joy and excitement he brought.

The delicate gasps and heavy gasps alternated, stimulating every nerve of the two of them.

He hasn't held her in his arms for several days, and hasn't smelled her warm fragrance. At this moment, Rong Si is like a wolf that has been hungry for a long time. Seeing a fat little sheep, he just wants to throw her down and eat her up.

However, it gave him a weird feeling.

Her hands were always under the quilt, and she didn't actively wrap her arms around his neck as before.

His big palm had already got into the quilt, and he probed towards the mysterious place with ease.

The other hand found her little hand, wanting to interlock with her fingers.

however……

What his palm touched was not the familiar soft and smooth palm, but a rough... like gauze.

And she seemed to frowned slightly, and even the lips and tongue that were sucked by him trembled slightly.

Rong Si let go of her lips instantly, and took out her hand from under the quilt.

When he saw her gauze-wrapped hands, his face instantly became gloomy, just like me when the storm came, my eyes were full of anger, "Who did it?"

His voice was deep, angry, but also distressed.

The lust that was still full just now disappeared instantly when she saw her injured hand.

He also took her other hand out of the quilt, which was also wrapped in gauze.

The gloom on his face deepened, and he almost had the urge to kill someone.

"Don't be angry, I'll tell you slowly." Yan Zitong looked at him cautiously, and said with a little guilt.

"Why didn't you say it on the phone before!" He asked with a slightly reproachful tone.

She pursed her lips and smiled faintly, "Isn't it okay, it's just a small injury. Wrapping gauze like this feels serious, in fact..."

"It's just a minor injury!" Before she finished speaking, he had already untied the gauze, looking at the wound with needles, it was obviously caused by holding a knife or something, with two cuts.

Then he untied the gauze on the other hand, and when he saw the irregular wound on the palm, his dark eyes were like a ghost crawling out of hell.

"Who did it?" He asked again with a cold face.

(End of this chapter)