Ye Yingning noticed the danger and immediately reacted, trying to merge his legs, not allowing him to indulge in a willful manner.

"No! Zhou Yang, your legs are not healed yet, we can't..."

Her eyes flashed slightly, and she finally found a reason to use his leg injury as a shield.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yang seemed to be ready, raised the leg that could not be seen strangely, and answered confidently: "On the first day I returned to the army, I asked my old comrades to help me with the review. Basically, as long as I don't deliberately hit the oncoming bone of the calf, there will be no problem at all."

When he spoke, his expression was very proud, just like a primary school student who scored a full mark, looking forward to the teacher's praise.

The final excuse also failed. Ye Yingning bit his lip and tried hard to find a way to stop him from wanting tonight.

But it seems, there is no.

"If I can't get better, I'll only have tonight this time. Can you really bear it?"

Zhou Yang made a gesture of silence at Ye Yingning, and pulled down his big hand that was stuck on her slender waist. Her loose nightgown slid down, revealing the black lace bottom pants between his legs. He guessed it was pretty good, and a slight wet thread in the middle was exactly the "adverse reaction" caused by a passionate kiss just now.

He trembled and stretched out his hand and pressed it over, squeezing it twice, almost pushing the thin piece of fabric straight into her narrow slit. The quick friction between the underwear and the delicate skin made Ye Yingning murmur involuntarily, and the white skin at the base of his thighs trembled a few times.

Seeing that she had already felt the pleasure, Zhou Yang endured his impending desire and continued to patiently mobilize all her senses.

Two fingers pinched the sides of the thin translucent fabric and squeezed them in the middle, constantly scratching her tightness, and occasionally rubbing the soft flower stem, accelerating the stimulation.

"Open your legs a little, we are husband and wife. Isn't it natural to do these things? I, I'm about to explode."

The two of them were facing each other day and night, and Zhou Yang had completely figured out Ye Yingning's character. She was soft but not hard, with a cold face and soft heart. She often deliberately said things that didn't care or not, but in fact everything was hidden in her heart. Therefore, Luan Chi could eat her tightly, because Luan Chi was best at acting good.

Although he felt very disdainful of this, Zhou Yang also understood that children who can cry had the truth about eating milk.

In terms of maturity and stability, Luan Chi is no better than him; in terms of success in his career, he is also unable to compete with himself; in terms of family background, the Xie family is not a small family.

Since that's the case, Zhou Yang held his breath in his heart. Why did he give up, admit defeat, and give up his wife?!

When he thought of this, he simply kept stopping, rubbing the fragile petals of the woman under him with the "murder weapon" in his hand, making her eyes more blurred and distracted, her lips trembled slightly, but she could no longer say any complete words of rejection.

The silk nightgown completely dispersed, wrinkled, and rubbed under her body like a piece of dried plums. In addition, Ye Yingning was not wearing any inner clothes after taking a shower, so Zhou Yang stroked her breasts without any effort.

The soft snow-white chest was held in the palm of his hand, and he was so tired that he quickly dyed a light scarlet color. The pointed breasts and tweaked and swollen. Two rose red dots on the white hemisphere, trembling and shaking perfect ripples.

Seeing Ye Yingning's cheeks flushed, Zhou Yang kindly asked her: "Are you hot?"

She turned her head in shame, bit her fingertips hard, and held back the sound, and kept kicking him with both feet, trying to keep him away from her and not to torture her like this again.

The big bed in the master bedroom was soft, and the movements of the two people were slightly bumpy, and the body was surrounded by a pile of human toys. At this moment, the ambiguous aura had already risen to the extreme.

He laid out layers of dense love, captured her, and had no way to escape.

Seeing that she was silent, Zhou Yang shook his head and his fingers, which had been lingering outside, swam in flexibly.

The index finger gently penetrated in little by little, and found the gradually hardening flower stem. It was hidden in a position that was neither deep nor shallow, waiting for his comfort.

Zhou Yang began to rub it quickly with his fingertips. He had a very good grasp of his frequency. Within dozens of strokes, he noticed a large amount of flower juice pouring out from the tightly closed areas. With this lubrication, he continued to conquer the city and began to carefully line up her slightly blooming petals.

Perhaps it was because she had too much juice that had just been tracing a few times, and his fingers were about to slide inside, so he simply poked it in, causing Ye Yingning to exclaim.

"No, don't go in!"

While she was extremely frightened, her muscles all over her body became tense. Suddenly, the invading foreign object felt even more obvious. She stretched her waist with difficulty, trying to escape from his control.

Zhou Yang pursed his lips tightly, as if he was deliberately trying to torture her. His fingertips, which were slightly rough, were lightly closed and slowly twisted, repeatedly stimulating her and seducing more honey waves.

A low smile appeared in his mouth, and he murmured softly in her ear: "So sensitive, it seems like a pool of water. Any woman is like this, or is it the only one who is like this?"

Ye Yingning frowned unhappily and subconsciously said, "You go and try it with other women!"

Zhou Yang pinched her cheek and said angrily: "I don't have any other women, don't think of wronging me!"

She was stunned and blurted out: "What, the dignified Colonel Zhou is actually a place?"

He didn't speak, his face turned slightly red, which was a default.

Ye Yingning suddenly remembered that he had already had sex with Chong Tiange, but Zhou Yang might have thought he was right. If he really showed up, things would be complicated.

Should she tell the truth or lie? To be honest, there is trouble, and he will not believe it if he lies!

While hesitating, his fingers were already wet, and he entered her narrow flower path through the gurgling lubrication, buried very deeply, and moved his knuckles one after another in the warm and wet heat that was tight and suffocating.

Ye Yingning gasped continuously, and a soft hum naturally escaped her red lips. She grabbed Zhou Yang's arms tighter, almost pinching his skin.

"Are you comfortable, do you want it?"

After hearing his question, Ye Yingning rolled his eyes helplessly. Why did a man of any personality turn over and over while in bed? Do you want it? Are you comfortable? Are you here? Do you still want it?

How unconfident are these male animals?

"I want to eat you."

Suddenly, before she could answer, Zhou Yang lowered his head and used the tip of his tongue to touch the bright red petal. As soon as he leaned over, a faint fragrance filled his nose. He sucked and licked and tasted the love honey that was constantly flowing due to excessive stimulation.

The sweet torture was enough to force people to a crazy situation. Tears oozed from Ye Yingning's eyes, and her delicate body kept twisting.

As if she was hit by a lightning, her hands were clenched into fists, and her feet were arching her waist like a cat, and her feet were kicking the miscellaneous objects at her feet.

"Bang!"

The sound of shattering came from his ears, and Zhou Yang looked back at the floor in confusion. It turned out that Ye Yingning kicked a bottle of 30ml of urging fragrance. In an instant, the room was filled with a sweet and greasy fragrance.

"It's over, you don't want to get out of bed for three days and three nights."
Chapter completed!