My Good Wife is Hard to Please

After Zhou Lin Yue said this, he started laughing loudly, causing Yue Zi to be extremely embarrassed.

Zhou Lin Yue's finger slid across her chin. "Since you're so hungry, I'll grant your wish …"

Zhou Lin Yue lowered his head and kissed the red lips. He felt a sweet and fragrant smell. It had been a long time since he had tasted something like this.

Yue Zisi's eyes opened wide, "En …" She let out a cry as her cheeks flushed red. She tried to struggle, but how could Zhou Lingyue let her go? He grabbed the back of her head and did not let her escape.

"Ah …" She widened her eyes in astonishment and slightly opened her eyes in panic. She couldn't help but stretch out her greedy tongue to search, replying to him in a mesmerized manner.

He was no longer content with her lips, but simply could not let his hair be branded on hers. To vent the anger in his heart.

It was only when she was dying that he left her swollen lips and walked down her delicate neck all the way to the nape.

Zhou Lin Yue's gentle but strong palm covered her smooth back. He reached out and lifted up Yue Zi, placing her on the cabinet.

The room's temperature once again surged like lava. The heat spread, creating a large misty mirror. "Don't, you're injured!" Yue Zisi's voice was low as he resisted. The voice sounded, but she felt very weak.

Yue Zisi had completely disarmed and surrendered. When he touched her body, her consciousness went into a frenzy. Experience the betrayal of her soul, as always.

She could not help but fall into the abyss of burning love, unable to extricate herself from it.

"Don't …" She resisted. "Your body …" "My body is injured …" However, he didn't know if he should welcome them or resist them to the end. "Un …" She slumped against his chest, letting him do whatever he wanted in her open dress.

"Hubby, don't, it's your injury! "Huh …?" She was so embarrassed with the moan of an animal that her head was starting to feel dizzy and her intoxicated soul was becoming intoxicated from its frantic state.

Zhou Lin Yue looked at him and swallowed his saliva.

"Tell me, do you want me?" Zhou Linyue asked. He kissed her lips and savored her aftertaste.

"I... "Hmm …" Husband? "

"Say you love me?"

"I... "Hubby, your injury, I don't want it anymore …"

"Have I ever loved you like this before... Tell me? "Do you like it this way?" He reached out and pressed her down.

"Beg me, little lass?" The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he looked at her confused appearance.

"Beg?" Yue Zisi frowned, why did she ask for his help? She did not ask him to be so humble. Was that not true love?

"No?"

"Do you want it?" Zhou Lin Yue asked, "Little pervert, what about you? Is your body more honest than your mouth? "

"Zhou Lin Yue!" Yue Zisi clenched her teeth and repressed her desire, but the more she repressed it, the more her heart felt like it was going to do it.

"I treat all women … Little lass, what do you think? Do you like it …" Zhou Linyue hugged her viciously, seducing her into a corner. "Tell me, do you love me?" His hand stroked Yue Zisi's shoulder, "You really don't want it?"

"Hubby …" She cried out intimately and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. She was almost driven mad by his teasing. She was a little angry at him, and her eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.

"You like me a lot, don't you?" Zhou Lin Yue held her small waist and asked with ill intent, "Do you want to?"

"Hubby?" Yue Zisi was about to go crazy, she reached out and hugged Zhou Lin Yue's neck, "Don't …"

He extended his hand and began to untie her clothes. Looking at her rosy cheeks, she felt that it was incredible. How many years had her husband been married for?