She became addicted after marriage, and Mrs. Jiang was so spoiled that the corners of her eyes turne

Hearing the words "wedding night", Nan Shiyu's eyelids jumped twice.

She laughed dryly, "How about——"

"Make up for it tomorrow night?"

Jiang Jingyu just looked at her quietly.

The man's expression was calm, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking in his dark eyes.

After she finished speaking, he seemed to raise the corners of his lips.

"Is there any difference?"

Nan Shiyu coughed lightly.

Avoid his eyes.

look away.

Start making up excuses seriously.

"You just came back today. You must have had a hard time along the way."

"Why don't you take a good rest tonight—"

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Jingyu suddenly held her waist.

For the rest of Nan Shiyu's words, her voice seemed to suddenly get stuck.

It's stuck in my throat and I can't even pronounce even a single sound.

The two of them were so close that each other's breaths were intertwined.

Nan Shiyu's body stiffened involuntarily.

But Jiang Jingyu didn't seem to notice anything strange about her body.

His long arms gently wrapped around her slim waist, and he looked down at her.

"If Mrs. Jiang is worried about this, there is no need."

Nan Shiyu: "?"

She raised her head suspiciously, not waiting for her to speak.

His next sentence fell silent.

"If Madam feels that the experience is not satisfactory, the control will be handed over to you at that time. You can do whatever you want."

Nan Shiyu: "???"

What nonsense is he talking about?

What's even worse is that when he said this, the fingertips that landed on Nan Shiyu's waist pinched her waist vaguely.

But he didn't look half-joking, as if he was really thinking about the feasibility of what he just said.

Although his actions revealed Meng Lang, there was no trace of lust in his face, which was as profound as an immortal.

It was as if what he was discussing with her now was really just because they had been married for a year and it was time to make up for each other as a couple.

Nan Shiyu could not describe her current inner activities.

After he said the last sentence, the corners of her lips twitched slightly, but she didn't know what to say in reply.

Seeing this, Jiang Jingyu's eyes darkened slightly, and his hand holding her waist tightened unconsciously.

He lowered his head and moved closer to her.

Asked again: "Have you considered it? How about you do it from the beginning?"

As he spoke, he added:

"——I will cooperate."

Nan Shiyu: "?!!"

Terrible!

Nan Shiyu felt that his palms on her waist were filled with scorching heat waves.

That kind of heat seemed to have its own consciousness, not caring about what she was thinking, and spreading to other places unscrupulously.

Nan Shiyu pressed her eyelashes, spent a few seconds mentally building up, suppressed the dryness in her throat, and said:

"I have no experience, so you should do it."

Jiang Jingyu looked at her intently for a while.

A faint smile sounded above her head.

"it is good."

Jiang Jingyu held her in his arms, his eyes passing over the hairpin in her hair.

When the eyelids were lowered, they happened to cover the rich dark color leaching out from the deepest part of the eyes.

At the same time, thin lips with a cool touch accurately covered her lips.

Nan Shiyu's fingertips suddenly clenched.

He didn't seem to have much patience. After the lips touched, he vaguely wanted to push away the closed lips and teeth.

Nan Shiyu's eyelashes trembled violently in an instant.

But the next second, someone unexpectedly grabbed her waist, and she was pressed into the cold embrace.

The surrounding air, just like Nan Shiyu's mood at the moment, suddenly became turbulent and chaotic.

Drowsily, she felt her body rising into the air and being picked up.

Soon, it fell to the ground again, and he was pressed on the bed.

There were still red sheets under her body, and the scene instantly returned to the wedding night a year ago.

Nan Shiyu's breathing went from steady to rapid, and all control of her body was gradually taken away.

I don't know how much time had passed, but Jiang Jingyu stared at the sweaty girl underneath him, and ran his long fingers through the wet hair on her forehead, picking up a little trace of water.

After a moment, he suddenly hugged her incredibly soft waist, and with a little force, he picked her up from the bed.

Nan Shiyu's half-closed eyes suddenly opened.

The fingertips clenched instantly.

"...Jiang Jingyu!" Her voice trembled at the end.

If you listen carefully, there seems to be a little bit of unclear crying.

The man held her in his arms.

The woman's black hair, like a waterfall, ran through his fingertips. The hairpin that bound her hair was pulled out when the love was intense, and was thrown into the corner of the bed.

Jiang Jingyu kissed the corners of her red lips, and his hot fingertips silently landed on her back, stroking the smooth skin and moving down inch by inch.

"Are you still satisfied?"

Between the lips and teeth, a slightly hoarse voice slowly penetrated into Nan Shiyu's dazed mind.

She struggled to move her eyelids and unconsciously pressed her wrist on the back of his hand, trying to push him away.

"……what?"

Jiang Jingyu held her hand with his backhand.

His knuckles squeezed into her fingers, and they interlocked in slow motion.

"Do you want me to give up the leadership to you?"

After hearing it clearly, Nan Shiyu shook her head without any hesitation.

After practicing it herself, she discovered that for this kind of matter, even if Jiang Jingyu "just came from abroad and was tired for a day," her physical strength was less than one-tenth of his.

Not to mention giving her the control, if she could be allowed to lie down on the bed and sleep at this moment, she would fall asleep in less than five seconds.

What was infuriating was that he kept holding on to her.

……

The night outside is thick and quiet.

But indoors, the lights are bright, and the ambiguity lingers for a long time.