After a moment, he stopped and applied a small amount of ointment, pretending to be calm, "Then, stop moving."

It is said that it is immobile, but another method is used to apply medicine.

He put his hand in.

Although I was doing business, it still made me nervously straighten my back and dare not move, and my heartbeat accelerated...

Carefully rub your fingers across the lowest part of the wound.

A cool feeling like mint ointment seeped into the atrium of my heart along the cracks in my chest. This feeling was so numb that it was beyond words.

"Why are you nervous, madam?" He asked with a smile in his eyes, knowingly. "It's not the first time."

I only wore a simple white tube top on my upper body, and I sat cross-legged on the bed, stretched out awkwardly and not knowing what to do.

Although as he said, he has been applying medicine to me these past few days, and he repeats the same action almost every day...

This can usually be done at night or with the lights turned off.

Today changed to a big morning...

The way I look now being stared at by him is no different from having no clothes on.

"Hurry up..." I was almost stretched to the limit, so I urged shyly.

The last medicine can make him so lively and fragrant, he is invincible.

"That's fine." He replied calmly.

The fingertips scanned the area blocked by clothes.

After applying the medicine, he didn't stop. Instead, he took the opportunity and reached in with his big palm.

"Xuan Ye!" I was stunned for a moment.

As soon as the last note ended, he pounced on me like a hungry wolf and pushed me directly onto the big bed.

There was a trace of drunkenness in the beautiful Xingchenhai eyes, the long eyelashes cast a hazy shadow above the eyes, and the red mark on the eyebrows appeared again, looking extremely coquettish...

His cheeks were covered with a rich red color, and the man's eyes were filled with blazing lust. He gently kneaded it with his palms, and put an arm around my neck, allowing me to rest his head on it.

He opened his lips and breathed hot breath on my neck, teasing me intentionally or unintentionally, which made me feel weak and confused...

Deliberately burying his head on my collarbone, he made a humble request with a hoarse and seductive voice: "My wife has been injured in the past few days. I feel sorry for her, so I dare not touch her. But, madam, we have not been together for several months...

…It’s hard to be a husband…”

I was pinned down on the bed by him, not daring to move at all. My heart was pounding and I swallowed nervously. I wanted to speak perfunctorily, but I felt that it was... too cruel to him.

From the beginning to the end, he has always indulged me, pampered me, respected every request of mine, and never violated any of my wishes.

I was already his.

Because of his previous rejection, he has never touched me again...

If he continues to hang like this, he will indeed become exhausted sooner or later...

"Husband." I called him with a trembling voice.

He was stunned.

I slowly stretched out my two arms and wrapped them around his neck. His hot breath made my cheeks warm and I kissed the corner of his mouth obediently. I promised in a low voice: "Here you go..."

As if a morning star shone in the dark night, his deep blue eyes were filled with obvious joy.

Her hands followed his face, caressed his neck, and landed on his cross-collared dragon-patterned skirt...

Just as I was about to untie his clothes, he unexpectedly held my hand and refused to let me move.

The man kissed my lips affectionately, and his breath brushed the tip of my nose, causing my body temperature to rise rapidly.

With drunken eyes, I brought my hand from his chest to the pillow. He endured it very hard, and there was a small drop of sweat on his forehead.

With a hoarse voice, he whispered in my ear: "You can't be stimulated now, the wound will burst... I can't indulge in pleasure for a moment and cause you pain. Wait a few more days, and I will come again to pick up this beautiful flower from Madam. Begonia flowers.”

I read more, looked at his handsome red face, and whispered worriedly: "Then now..."

"Let's look at the plum blossoms first to quench our thirst."

Looking at plum blossoms to quench thirst...

He suppressed his burning desire, let go of my hand, and touched my head: "Don't move."

"oh."

With the force of my arm under his neck, he propped himself up slightly.

There was an alluring warmth on his lips. He lowered his head and pressed his thin lips against the scar on my heart...

It's a little itchy, not only the skin is itchy, but the beating heart deep in the flesh is also itchy.

It's like someone brushed the surface of the heart with soft goose feathers...

It was so itchy that I could hardly breathe.

"Axuan...there is medicine."

Three-drug.

Hearing this, he replied calmly: "It doesn't matter..."

Then when he kissed the scar again, he gently rubbed the scar with his soft tongue.

As if he had understood the taste and the kiss was deep enough, he unconscionably took off my shoulder strap with a flick of his fingertips.
Chapter completed!