The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

However, Lan Xinhui's imaginary scene of feeding soup with strong taste did not happen.

Wang Zichen drank the soup but did not swallow it immediately, but rinsed his mouth with his mouth in his mouth.

Rinse your mouth with soup?Lan Xinhui was a little surprised, but she suddenly remembered a plot in a certain movie she had watched at some time: the hero and the heroine looked at each other for a moment, each took a big sip of coffee, each rinsed their mouths, and rinsed their mouths Afterwards, the two mouths kissed together...

When Lan Xinhui recovered from her silent recollection, she realized that she was also rinsing her mouth.She blushed and looked at Wang Zichen, only to see him leaning over, his hand raised her chin, caught it with his mouth, and kissed her.

The rich aroma of chicken soup is still lingering in his mouth, and his kiss is also lingering, as if he is savoring her carefully, he tastes so carefully, as if she is a rare delicacy.

At the end of the long kiss, both of them were flushed and out of breath.

"Are you full?" he asked her.

She nodded: "I'm full, how about you?"

She saw the deep light in his beautiful eyes, and the waves of passion in his eyes.Seeing this, she had a faint premonition in her heart.

Sure enough, she heard him say: "My stomach is full. However, I still want to eat..." He leaned into her ear and whispered: "Eat you..."

Lan Xinhui felt a fire ignited beside her ear, the fire spread rapidly, and soon burned all limbs and bones.

When he hugged her and kissed her again, she hid herself: "Don't be here..."

"Okay, not here." He smiled and said, "This table is so dirty, I haven't tasted it that much." He picked her up and said, "Let's go upstairs."

When she was picked up, she put her arms around his neck: "I heard that strenuous exercise just after eating is not good for the stomach."

"I know." Wang Zichen lowered his head and took a breath, and said on her lips, "Let's do the 'preparation activities' slowly."

The "preparation activities" were indeed quite sufficient. After he carried her to the bedroom upstairs, he patiently helped her prepare for the activities: starting from the fingers, kissing and caring delicately, so that every joint in her whole body was tender. The event is on.

In the end, she got a little impatient, and wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, silently inviting...

However, he still didn't act recklessly immediately, but patiently and tactfully tried to make sure that she was really fully prepared before officially starting the activity...

Because of sufficient preparation, and having experienced many times of "cooperation", they have a tacit understanding: every ups and downs, every forward and backward rotation, they are so cooperative and erase the tacit understanding.

First it is slow and simple slow three slow four, then to more gorgeous and complex waltz, and then to passionate and wild tango, every time you change a dance, you will step up to a higher level...

She kept dancing until she was about to climb to the gorgeous peak, but he stopped climbing, but took her to stand still.

She patiently accompanied him to dance on the spot, but the peak not far away tempted her, and she couldn't help but want to go up quickly.

However, every time she wanted to climb up quietly, he slowed down again and wouldn't let her go any further. She was anxious and tried every means to coax him to take her up as soon as possible.

But he slyly avoided her coaxing, and stubbornly continued to stand still.

She continued to use methods to seduce him, and he gradually followed her to the dance music.

The delayed happiness was even more shocking. When they finally reached the top, they were so shocked that they almost forgot to breathe...

They embraced each other in the endless aftertaste and fell into a sweet dreamland...