After getting the marriage certificate, she was spoiled by her rich husband

Just when Su Qianman thought she was going to suffocate to death from lack of oxygen, the man finally released her lips.

She gasped for breath and finally recovered.

When I raised my head, the man's sinister and cold face was right in front of me.

He still held her hands tightly with both of his hands, his dark, sharp cold eyes staring at her intently.

"Xiao Chen..."

Just as Su Qianman was about to speak, the man let go of her hand.

Then he turned around coldly, walked to the window and stood quietly.

The bedroom suddenly became quiet.

Su Qianman stood there, staring blankly at Leng Xiaochen's back.

After a long while, Su Qianman walked over slowly: "Xiaochen...my senior brother and I..."

"I do not want to hear."

Before she could finish her words, the man interrupted her coldly.

Su Qianman frowned and lowered her eyes.

There is really nothing special between her and Ning Zhiqian.

Moreover, the hug between her and Ning Zhiqian was just a simple blessing.

He even punched his senior brother...

Why is he... so angry?

Could it be... that you are jealous?

Thinking of this, Su Qianman couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a smile.

She reached out and gently pulled the corner of the man's clothes, and slowly said: "Are you...jealous?"

The man ignored her, but turned slightly and turned his back to her even more.

Su Qianman bit her lip and walked straight up to him.

She held his handsome face with both hands, stood on tiptoe, opened her cherry lips slightly, and kissed him gently.

The moment the soft lips kissed the man, his pupils dilated slightly and he was stunned for a second.

Then he quickly reached out and grasped the woman's slender waist.

How could he dare to neglect the woman who offered him a kiss?

He bit the woman's lips tightly, thrust deeper and deeper, and responded violently.

At this moment, Su Qianman felt both shy and excited, and she could feel the man's passion.

It was clearly she who took the initiative, but she was the first to give in.

She felt dizzy again from the man's passionate kiss, and her hands began to push the man subconsciously.

They kissed for a long time before the man slowly released his lips.

Su Qianman's cheeks were slightly red, and she lowered her head slightly with a shy look in her eyes.

Although he had not yet had enough fun, Su Qianman's series of proactive actions still made the man very happy.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the surging impulse in his body, and asked in a low and calm voice: "So, what's the matter with the hug?"

As he spoke, his deep, dark eyes stared intently at the woman in front of him.

"Are you...jealous?" Su Qianman raised the corners of her mouth slightly, raised her eyebrows, and asked deliberately.

"What do you think?" The man threw out these three words coldly, and his mouth was still slightly pouting after he finished speaking.

Seeing the man like this, Su Qianman's mouth corners raised a little and she laughed secretly in her heart.

This jealous look is strong and domineering, but also a little cute.

Su Qianman slowly raised her head, looked at him tenderly, and said seriously: "Senior brother asked me if I like you?"

"So, you just hugged him?" Leng Xiaochen frowned and asked.

After saying that, he turned his head to the side, with a hint of dissatisfaction on his face, but a little nervous in his heart.

"I told him..." Su Qianman paused, then reached out and gently held the man's hand, her fingers gently stroking his palm, and said softly: "I told him that I love Leng Xiaochen very much."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, the man's frown instantly relaxed and a smile appeared on his sinister and cold face.

He clenched one hand into a fist and put it to his mouth, trying hard to hide the crazy upward curve of his mouth.

"Xiaochen~" Seeing that he didn't turn around, Su Qianman gently shook his hand and called him coquettishly.

The next second, the man put away his smile, turned his head, and said proudly: "That's more like it."

As he spoke, he leaned over and placed a kiss gently on the woman's lips.

"I'm going to take a shower first, wife~"

Leaving this sentence, the man walked towards the bathroom.

This man's face is really like the weather in June, it changes in an instant.

The cry of "wife" made Su Qianman almost unable to bear it.

Her heart trembled slightly, her face flushed, and she looked at the man's departing back with tenderness in her eyes.

ten minutes later.

"Manman..."

A man's voice called out from the bathroom.

Su Qianman, who was sitting on the sofa, was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Then she stood up and walked over quickly.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?" Su Qianman asked softly while standing at the bathroom door.

"Please bring me my pajamas." The man's deep and magnetic voice came out.

"it is good."

Su Qianman naturally responded.

Then he turned and trotted into the cloakroom.

She quickly scanned the clothes rack, and finally picked up a set of black pajamas, hugged it tightly in her arms, and came out.

"I'm coming in." She placed her hand lightly on the bathroom door and knocked.

"it is good."

After hearing the man's response, Su Qianman took a deep breath, carefully opened the door, turned her back to the bathroom, held her pajamas, and slowly walked in.

"Stand still, I'll pass it to you."

Su Qianman's voice was trembling a little. She kept her lips tightly pursed throughout the whole process and was very nervous.

Although the two of them had made love passionately before, the room was dimly lit and she couldn't see the man's figure clearly.

At this moment, in such an ambiguous space, she really didn't dare to turn her head to see this naked man.

"Pass it a little further, I can't reach it."

Leng Xiaochen's voice sounded again.

Su Qianman bit her lip, took another deep breath, and slowly moved forward.

As I walked, I could smell the man's familiar scent becoming stronger and stronger.

Her cheeks began to flush, her heartbeat quickened, and her outstretched hand began to tremble slightly. She said in a trembling voice, "Here, give it to me."

Soon, the man reached out and took it.

Su Qianman breathed a sigh of relief and secretly rejoiced.

He really just wanted to get his pajamas, he had no other thoughts.

Su Qianman was just about to leave.

The next second, a pair of large hands suddenly and tightly grasped her waist from behind.

Her body tensed up instantly.

The man lowered his head, gently bit the woman's ear, and sucked it slowly.

Su Qianman clenched her hands into fists and her breathing became uncontrollably disordered.

The man's kiss moved down little by little, lingered at the base of her ear for a moment, and then buried his head in her neck.

Hot kisses, one after another, soon covered her neck.

Su Qianman shrank slightly in his arms, and her lower abdomen felt hot.

"Xiao Chen..." Su Qianman's voice trembled a little, with a hint of anxiety.

"Hmm." Leng Xiaochen said vaguely.

"No..." Su Qianman twisted her body slightly.

"What's wrong……"

Leng Xiaochen paused for a moment, and a hint of mischief flashed in his eyes.

Su Qianman reminded anxiously: "I... I'm afraid I won't be able to get up tomorrow, tomorrow..."

She didn't say anything else, but the man understood instantly.

"it is good."

The man smiled softly and stopped all his movements.

He slowly raised his handsome face from behind her, and his flawless and handsome face had already turned red.

After the man stopped, Su Qianman didn't dare to turn around and look at him, and quickly ran out of the bathroom.

Looking at the fleeing figure, the man couldn't help but smile.

The pajamas fell to the ground, and Leng Xiaochen bent down to pick them up.

Walk to the shower area, turn on the cold water, and rinse from the top of your head.

The blood in my body is boiling. If I don’t cool down, my body might explode.

He tilted his head back and let the cold water wash over his face and body.

His slender fingers shuttled through his wet hair, and water droplets slid down his perfect facial contours.

After rushing for about half an hour, he finally suppressed the impulse in his heart.

He took a deep breath, turned off the cold water, turned on the hot water, and took a shower.

After showering, I casually wrapped the towel around my waist and walked to the mirror.

The man in the mirror is well-sculpted, and his eight abdominal muscles are particularly eye-catching due to years of exercise.

The man's eyes stayed on his handsome face.

His slender fingers touched his lower lip, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose into an arc on his noble and cold face.

In a good mood.

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