Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 253 Gentleness
Wei Xuan didn't come back until dinner time.

Song Zhiwei greeted him happily, "Are you hungry? The meal is ready, go wash your hands."

"Okay." Since both parents were there, Wei Xuan just patted her head.

Wei Xuan took off his dusty and sweaty coat, washed his hands and sat on the table.

"Where did Mom go?" Seeing that everyone was not here, Wei Xuan asked.

"I went to her friend's house, and I won't come back for a few days." Wei Changkong signaled Wei Xuan with his eyes not to ask any more questions.

Wei Xuan understood in an instant and didn't ask any more questions.

Before the elders started to move their chopsticks, Song Shiwen, who didn't know the rules, had already started eating.

If it wasn't for the distance, Song Zhiwei would really want to beat him up. She taught him a lesson: "Have you not eaten for two days? It's like a starved ghost reincarnated."

"I was so annoyed by you that I didn't eat two bites at noon, of course I'm hungry now." Song Shiwen said straightforwardly.

"Dad, aunt, let's eat." Wei Xuan politely asked the elder to use his chopsticks first.

"Eat, eat quickly." Wei Changkong greeted with a smile.

At the dinner table, Wei Changkong suggested: "Literature, don't run around these few days, just stay with Uncle Wei, it's not peaceful outside."

"Uncle Wei, people outside are targeting my sister, and they don't know me, so I'm safe." Song Shiwen said disapprovingly.

"Believe it or not, I'll post your photo online too." Song Zhiwei threatened.

"Aren't you harming others and benefiting yourself?" Song Shiwen accused, "You are a person with a dark mind, which is why you provoke your enemies."

Seeing that the two siblings were about to quarrel again, He Yuxiu stopped her and said, "Don't talk, eat."

Wei Xuan picked up a chicken thigh and put it in Song Zhiwei's bowl at the right time, "Make it up."

"What's the matter, my legs are not 'chicken legs'." Song Zhiwei complained, but still ate obediently.

He Yuxiu forced Song Zhiwei to drink more soup, saying that the wound would grow faster.

So, Song Zhiwei drank half a pot of chicken soup, which made her unable to support her.

Song Zhiwei still felt bloated until she went to bed.

"You can't eat so much for dinner in the future, you're cheating yourself." Rubbing her stomach, Song Zhiwei pouted and said to Wei Xuan.

Wei Xuan also stretched out his hand to help her gently rub her belly.

Leaning on him and letting him help rub his belly, Song Zhiwei told him, "Your mother left out of anger, she doesn't want my family to come to live with you."

"I guessed it." Wei Xuan replied calmly.

"Then do you want to call her?" Song Zhiwei reminded.

Wei Xuan said, "Call again tomorrow."

His mother is angry now, and she was scolded when she called her, so Wei Xuan was not in a hurry to contact her.

They all said "feeling warm and thinking about sex", Wei Xuan started to help Song Zhiwei massage the stomach to help digestion, but then went up while rubbing the other hand.

"Oh, what are you doing?" Song Zhiwei shyly patted her big palm under her clothes, but she didn't stop him.

The man's hot breath burned densely on her silky face, "scented" a few mouthfuls.

Considering Song Zhiwei's injured knee, Wei Xuan adjusted the posture of the two of them, hugged her on his body, and lay on his back.

This posture is more convenient for him to "up and down his hands".

Song Zhiwei acquiesced in his behavior. In fact, these behaviors between husband and wife were normal. Tonight, she didn't intend to let him hold back.

However, due to the events of the past two days, Song Zhiwei's "feeling" came slower than usual, Wei Xuan was not in a hurry, and patiently teased her.

The two chatted for a while.

"How many times have you been in contact with Zhanye?" On the man's strong and tall body lay a petite and exquisite woman. Her blouse was lifted up, revealing her white belly, which was slightly bulging due to overeating. The man The big dark palms are gently massaging her.

And the hand inside the jacket made Song Zhiwei a little short of breath.

Speaking of Zhan Ye, Song Zhiwei thought about the business: "Woo... not too many times, we only knew each other for a few days... By the way, since you are back, treat him to dinner another day, thank you... He really Helped me so much..."

Compared with the actions of his subordinates, Wei Xuan's expression was much more "serious". He heard Song Zhiwei's words of praise for Zhanye, so he couldn't help reminding: "Don't have too much contact with him, and I must be there when I meet him in the future. "

"Why?" Song Zhiwei's body became softer and softer, and her voice became softer. She panted with her mouth open, "Aren't you classmates...or comrades-in-arms...why can't I get in touch with him..."

"He and I are not considered friends." Wei Xuan told her, "To be precise, he and I are competitors."

"Because it's in... a system...?" Song Zhiwei didn't quite understand these internal struggles, but she didn't understand them at all.

"That's not all." Wei Xuan and Zhan Ye have known each other for more than ten years, during which they had many conflicts, fights, set up traps with each other, but they also saved each other during the battle.

So the relationship is more complicated and difficult to describe.

He didn't want to waste time discussing the battlefield, so he lowered his head and sealed her little mouth.

In the quiet room, the temperature gradually increased.

Because Song Zhiwei couldn't take a bath, Wei Xuan decided to "clean" her in another way.

"Hmm..." The strong back completely covered the woman under him, but he could still see a small white hand helplessly resting on his shoulder.

From top to bottom, from body to soul, she seems to be undergoing a "washing".

Seeing that she was almost ready, Wei Xuan thought it was time to carry out "couple activities".

In order to make her feel less uncomfortable, he turned her sideways while he hugged her from behind.

"Hmm... woo—" Song Zhiwei couldn't help but let out a scream, which was blocked by Wei Xuan in time.

The big bed swayed slowly, with a slow and rhythmic rhythm.

Gradually, she felt less uncomfortable and began to respond to him.

The bronze-colored muscles are strong and knotted, full of the beauty of masculinity and strength.

But he treated the woman next to him cautiously, tenderly and reluctant to put in more effort.

Sweat gradually soaked their bodies, and the heat gradually intensified.

After a small farewell, the feeling between husband and wife is always extraordinarily good.

half an hour, an hour—

When she was so tired and sweating profusely that she was about to collapse, he finally accelerated to end the "battle".

Considerately bring her a glass of warm water and feed her to drink to replenish her lost fluids.

However, before she finished drinking the water, Song Zhiwei fell asleep.

She is so tired—

Putting the water glass on the bedside, Wei Xuan cleaned it up for her again before returning to the bed and falling asleep with her in his arms.

In her sleep, she was a little restless, probably because of the impact of the past two days, she was a little restless subconsciously.

But under his warm comfort, she quickly calmed down, nestled in his arms, and fell asleep peacefully.

(End of this chapter)