Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 99 Planting Strawberries

Perhaps it was the angle of looking down that made him look even taller, like an eagle soaring in the sky, casting a shadow that was enough to completely cover the petite her.

Looking up at him with sparkling water eyes, it seemed as if he was her master, which greatly satisfied the machismo in his heart.

Holding her little hand, he forced her to caress his body.

Song Zhiwei blushed and shook her head in protest.

But he insisted on making her fulfill her promise and continue to complete the interrupted work after dinner.

Under his insistence and coercion, the poor Song Zhiwei who has no ability to resist can only be manipulated by him like a "rag doll".

Her face was as red as a steamed shrimp, her long eyelashes trembled helplessly like butterfly wings, and her rosy lips were gently biting her rosy lips with her long eyelashes, embarrassed, shy, and unsure. Waves of bewilderment pounded her heart.

And what made her most shy to faint was the half-discovered enjoyment expression on his face.

Handsome and perfect face like a Greek sculpture, handsome and slanting sword eyebrows, stern eagle eyes with deep eyes, high nose bridge, slightly pursed thin lips, and resolute chin——

His violently rising chest, the fishy look in his eyes, and the increasingly forceful palms on her body all showed his "pleasure" at this time.

It's not that she doesn't want to please him, it's just that she is not thick-skinned with zero practical experience, and she doesn't know how to react other than being "used" by him like a wooden stake.

He gradually became dissatisfied with her "no response", leaned over and bit her lovely earballs, and ordered in a deep voice: "Call out."

Call?Song Zhiwei was ashamed and annoyed, did she really think she was an XX doll, not only "using" casually, but also making some sound accompaniment?

When she was annoyed, she didn't think much about it, and suddenly squeezed her hand hard——

The man let out a muffled grunt.

Song Zhiwei thought she hurt him, so she hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, are you okay?"

However, when she saw the expression on his face that was more like joy than pain, she was stunned.

She doesn't seem to hurt him?

She didn't know, because she didn't hit it too hard, so it was more like giving him an "electric shock" suddenly.

Sure enough, while asking her to come again, Wei Xuan held her hand and speeded up——

Song Zhiwei "moved a rock and hit her foot", and had no choice but to keep up with his frequency, and was shaken even more severely.

The iron frame bed made a creaking, creaking, rhythmic rhythm, and the man's heavy breath sprayed on her face, forcing her to accept his breath.

The sweat secreted from the bronze-colored muscles continued to drip onto her fair-skinned Shengxue skin, and soon, both of them were drenched as if they had taken a bath.

Under the strong leadership of Wei Xuan, Song Zhiwei, who was half awake and half intoxicated, surrendered another first time in her life——

Lying on his broad chest, Song Zhiwei also felt very tired. Of course, the most tired part was the hand, which was about to cramp...

After tossing all day in the daytime and being tossed by him again at night, Song Zhiwei's eyelids almost closed.

She muttered in a daze, "Sleep."

Then he really closed his eyes and breathed out evenly.

Hearing that she fell asleep so quickly, Wei Xuan was a little dissatisfied and distressed after he recovered.

She was indeed tired all day.

Let her get a good night's sleep.

So he covered her heart with a thin quilt, Wei Xuan hugged her and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Song Zhiwei woke up from the heat.

There was still light rain falling outside the window, but there was a "stove" sleeping next to him, and the heat from his body made Song Zhiwei, who was used to sleeping alone, sweat a little.

She murmured dissatisfiedly, and without opening her eyes, she reflexively wanted to push away the "stove" beside her.

Wei Xuan was woken up by her inexplicably.

Not only that, she also kicked him by the way.

This woman!
There was a black line on Wei Xuan's forehead, thinking she was dissatisfied with him for grabbing the quilt from her, so he tucked in the corners of the quilt to wrap her more tightly.

Song Zhiwei, who was already hot, couldn't take it anymore, and the "prehistoric power" came out of nowhere, and suddenly hit Wei Xuan with a punch, hitting Wei Xuan's nose.

Covering his nose, Wei Xuan's face was as dark as the sky two hours ago, because of the soreness in his nasal cavity, he couldn't speak for a while.

After the beating, Song Zhiwei finally woke up. She opened her eyes in a daze, and suddenly saw Wei Xuan's face directly above her, covering her nose in a "strange" way, staring at her.

Instead, she was taken aback by him, blinked and asked, "What are you doing?"

After beating someone and pretending to be innocent, Wei Xuan said darkly, "I was beaten by you."

After being stunned for a few seconds, Song Zhiwei realized that the thing she touched just now was him, and she thought it hit the bedpost.

"Hahaha." Unexpectedly, Song Zhiwei didn't feel guilty at all, instead she gloated and laughed, "Whoever told you to spy on me sleeping, you deserve the beating."

Wei Xuan's eyes narrowed dangerously, she is really good at hitting back, obviously she was the one who punched and kicked first, but now she blames him for spying on her?
What's more, he never peeps, only looks openly.

The quilt was suddenly lifted off, and after drawing a beautiful parabola in the air, it fell to the ground.

Song Zhiwei curled up into a ball exclaiming, "Did you take the wrong medicine? Why did you lift the quilt?"

Wei Xuan proved with practical actions that he "eat wrongly".

Ten minutes later, Song Zhiwei grabbed the bed sheet with one hand and tried to pull up his hedgehog-like cut head with the other. His slender neck was weakly tilted back, and his cute little mouth couldn't stop making the sound that made the man's blood spurt.

"No, it hurts..."

However, her protest did not stop the man from "planting strawberries" on her.

In order to make up for his "injured" body and mind, he will definitely not spare her easily.

So, a new day begins again in this "spicy eyes" morning.

However, although he bullied her enough, Wei Xuan has not lost his mind and wanted her in this kind of place.

Although he is a big bastard in other respects, in this respect, like her, he hopes that the first time between the two of them can be as perfect as possible. With unimaginable self-control, he stopped in time.

Song Zhiwei was a little moved by his "mercy", but when she went out to serve breakfast and was snickered at the "strawberry" on her neck, she was only full of anger towards Wei Xuan .

The stinky rascal made her lose face again!

(End of this chapter)