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Chapter 62

With his back to Chongtiange, Ye Yingning could not see his face in the dark night, the firm face shrouded by love, desire and pain.

She held her breath nervously, and the feeling of being breathless made her unable to help but tense her whole body and dared not move.

How should I refuse him? And won’t anger him?

He quickly thought of countless excuses or words in his mind. Ye Yingning wanted to dispel Tong Tiange's vigorous desire, but she knew that this seemed unlikely. He would never be wronged or deliberately endure it. Although it was not considered indulgent, it was not a ban on desire. If he really wanted it, what would he do...

Unexpectedly, he did not go any further, but slowly took off her underwear, hugged her waist, and rubbed it gently outside.

I didn't make things difficult for her, but I didn't let her go. The love between my legs was undercurrent.

Finally, Yingning couldn't help but whisper, and Chong Tiange was delighted. Her slender fingers walked around the tide and wetlands, gently tugging slowly, teasing the familiar flower stems in the lush grass that had been unfailing for a long time.

He deliberately made trouble and suffered by himself, and refused to give her a sense of pleasure. He stopped and moved intermittently.

Finally, she almost begged for mercy. Thinking of her true reaction just now, she was extremely embarrassed. Ye Yingning bit her lip and held his hand. Her voice was hoarse and charming, and she said angrily: "I want to sleep!"

"You sleep with yours, I move mine."

His rogue words came from his ears, and they really started to move again.

Pressing her legs, leaving only a small gap, Chong Tiange closed his eyes, fantasizing that he was in her body at this moment.

It was probably too long since I hadn't had it, but only a hundred times, and the feeling of speed swept over like a wave, throwing him up and falling down. It seemed like a fireworks exploded in his mind, blowing him up and destroying him.

There was a blank look in front of me, and Chong Tiange roared "Ah", and then, his arms tightly hugged Ye Yingning.

After a few minutes of loss of mind, he let out a long breath and looked down at the woman in his arms. Unexpectedly, she was already curled up in front of his chest and fell asleep due to the fatigue of the day.

Chong Tiange bent his lips helplessly and smiled bitterly, and he was sleepy. He simply supported his upper body and looked at Ye Yingning who was asleep.

Even in her sleep, her brows were slightly frowning, as if she was worried about something. Her eyes were closed and her thick and slender eyelashes were lying quietly, like two soft butterflies. Chong Tiange couldn't help but stretch out his fingers and gently brushed them. She seemed to feel itchy, moved her jaw, avoided his hand, and then rubbed her cheek against the pillow, changing to a more comfortable position, and continuing to fall asleep.

Tong Tiange was silenced. It seemed that he wouldn't have to sleep tonight.

After thinking about it, he leaned over and tried to kiss her lips, but no matter how he twisted his posture, he had to give up, put her in his arms, and force himself to close his eyes and rest.

Ye Yingning slept very hard and had a good sleep.

It was not until the dawn that she seemed to notice the coolness, and she arched her body and habitually squeezed to the side of Chongtiange, wanting to stick to him to get warmth. He was not asleep at all, and in the early morning, his body was extremely hard and hot. Ye Yingning took the initiative to squeeze and hold on to him, which was like pouring oil on a hot pan, and sparks were splashing everywhere.

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Seeing her silent, Chong Tiange took the opportunity to work hard.

He was hungry for three months, but he couldn't feed him enough now, but he just took a little first and had a tooth-beating sacrifice to avoid getting sick from hunger.

Fortunately, he has always been rational and did not deliberately delay, and he has fought quickly like never before.

When the two of them washed their bodies, it was almost noon. The nanny aunt came and shouted, and was sent away by Tong Tiange, saying that she would have dinner later and not disturb her.

Thinking of one of the aunts letting Fu Jinliang into the house last night, Ye Yingning couldn't help but feel a little frustrated again.

"I told her to leave last night, you won't see her again."

While wearing clothes, Chong Tiange saw through her little thoughts and said so.

She was stunned. She wanted to defend herself, but then she thought it was unnecessary.

"I'm just worried that Fu Jinliang will go and inform Zhou Yang's mother."
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