Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 57

Mentioning Ye Jiaqi again, Wei Xuan squinted his eyes and warned her in a low voice: "Do you need to prove it?"

Of course Song Zhiwei understood what his proof was referring to, she was ashamed and angry, she gritted her teeth and cursed: "You are contemptuous of women, shameless."

The expression on Wei Xuan's face showed no guilt at all, and could even be understood as a matter of course: "Because you're jealous."

"What kind of bullshit reason is this?" Song Zhiwei really wanted to punch him, but he controlled her hand, she asked angrily, "I'm jealous so you kiss me, then can I understand that I'm jealous of you?" just happy?"

"En." Unexpectedly, Wei Xuan admitted without hesitation.

Song Zhiwei thought she heard it wrong, she stared into his eyes, trying to find a trace of joking, but she only saw his seriousness.

She frowned, hesitated for more than ten seconds, and then asked: "Then Cai Zhi and I are jealous tonight?"

"Yeah." He admitted again without hesitation.

Now Song Zhiwei was really dumbfounded. It wasn't that she hadn't thought about the possibility of him being jealous, but she didn't expect him to admit it so readily.

Are the two of them jealous of each other?
etc--

"What's going on? What kind of relationship do we have?" Her mind was a little confused. Two months ago, they were just strangers. A month ago, she hated him. An hour ago, they were talking to someone else. Dating.

For a while, she was confused by this complicated relational arithmetic problem.

Wei Xuan told her the answer directly with actions.

Clasping her head with one hand, half forcing her to look up, he lowered his head again and covered her.

Unlike just now, he was hotter and full of aggression at this time.

The brain was once again empty, and the man's strong breath swept her mind. Apart from accepting it passively, she actually forgot to resist.

Her "obedience" satisfied him, so he grasped her waist with every inch, and lifted it up, allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist.

Her heart beat violently, and her arms subconsciously wrapped around his neck.

This posture makes him more effortless.

Her smell is like stream water mixed with green grass, sweet and fresh, so he can't just taste it.

And his smell is like strong wine in the skin, violent and vigorous, forcefully grabbing her breathing and thinking ability.

She seemed to have really drank a pot of strong wine, her heart was beating like a drum, but her head was dizzy and her body was weak, so she could only cling tightly to the man in front of her.

Her "obedience" satisfied and pleased him.

A man's instinct drove him to want more, his hand penetrated from her waist, and caressed her back.

Song Zhiwei, whose head was like a mess, didn't realize his intentions.

Suddenly, the phone rang again, interrupting the exhausted atmosphere.

Song Zhiwei came back to her senses and realized what happened just now, she was so shy that she just wanted to find a hole to get in.

"Put me down, I want to answer the phone." She was too shy to look at him, and wanted to jump off him.

Wei Xuan has already seen who made the call.

His black eyes were gloomy, his arms tightened, and he said in an orderly tone: "Don't accept it."

Song Zhiwei didn't like his tone, and she didn't like hanging on him like a koala. She wanted to jump down even harder: "If it's an important call, let me down quickly."

At this time, Wei Xuan would not let her go no matter if it was an important call or not, let alone Cai Zhi's call was not important at all.

His hand has already touched the hidden button on her back, tried to untie it, but failed.

He tried to tear it off impatiently, but it just hurt her.

"Ah, you're sick!" Song Zhiwei realized what he was doing after being bounced suddenly.

She beat him shamefully and angrily, only then did she notice that her clothes were about to be lifted by him, she scolded in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

However, in the next second, she knew the answer.

The clothes were pushed up by him ungently, and as soon as she let out a cry of surprise, he lifted her whole body higher, and his head took the opportunity to get into her blouse——

"Woo~" With such a dangerous posture, she, who is afraid of heights, can only support his shoulder with one hand, and cover her mouth with the other to silence her voice.

This stinky bastard!
Shyness, nervousness, and stimulation swept through her limbs like an electric current. Her hands and legs were trembling, but her body was too tense to relax.

Why did this bastard choose such a posture to belittle her!Just to show his strength!
Probably also felt that this posture was inconvenient, Wei Xuan stretched out his head, blocked her small mouth again, then hugged her, and strode towards the bedroom.

Song Zhiwei, who was in a daze the whole time, didn't realize it at all, and was brought into the house by him.

While he was busy untying each other, Song Zhiwei stammered and found her tongue. She blushed and grabbed the hem of her clothes tightly, trying not to let him succeed.

"You, you can't do this." Her voice was not convincing, and she didn't even have the courage to look at him directly, but she felt that this should not be the case between them, and it was too much to develop to this point without saying anything clearly. Soon.

But Wei Xuan didn't think so, they were a legitimate couple, and he didn't think there was anything wrong.

Besides, all the blood in his whole body was concentrated somewhere, and it was very uncomfortable. As a wife, she had the obligation to "help" him.

He didn't want to try to convince her because it would be a waste of time.

He leaned over to enclose her earlobe, and his tongue penetrated into her cochlea, provoking her already tense nerves.

Song Zhiwei, who had never been treated like this by a man, didn't know how to resist her body's natural reaction. She tilted her head but couldn't hide his breath, and she wanted to pull out his hand, but the strength was very different.

She uttered the voice of a nightingale irresistibly, and it encouraged him greatly.

After she had no strength to resist any more, he easily resolved her weak resistance and removed her clothes.

His dark but flaming eyes glanced at her beautiful white and jade-like porcelain skin, and his breathing became heavier.

"Wei Xuan, don't, we shouldn't." No matter how inexperienced Song Zhiwei could understand his eyes at this moment, she bit her rosy lips and pleaded.

He knew that she was afraid, but in fact he had no experience, it's just that men are naturally self-taught in this kind of thing, he didn't know how to relieve her nervousness, so he could only gag her again.

"Don't be afraid, we are husband and wife." He comforted her in a low voice, burning hot breath on her lips, nose, eyes, and forehead.

Song Zhiwei is about to cry, what kind of couples, they are not real, they are just a deal, a deal!

Song Zhiwei doesn't hate Wei Xuan, she even likes him, and likes his touch, but it's the first time a woman is afraid of such a thing.

Is she really going to lose her virginity on the night of Qixi Festival?

(End of this chapter)