Wei Lianchi became angry and bit Yun Luo's shoulder and neck. Yun Luo groaned in pain, his brows furrowed, his hands that couldn't break away were grabbing the sheets on his forehead and back, soaking up a thin layer of sweat.
Jian Shiwei didn't let go until he was late, and slowly moved to her neck, kissing and biting her gently, while his hands wandered around her body and sneaked in.
Yun Luo's body kept trembling, and hearing her breathing become more and more rapid, Yu Lianchi's heart became even hotter. His big hands loosened the black forged belt around her waist, and Yun Luo took off her clothes.
Wei Lianchi slowly took off Yun Luo's clothes, picked her up and kneaded her into his arms, as if stroking her beloved treasure. One hand hugged her slender waist, and the other hand smoothed the messy hair by her ear.
Yun Luo, with a crimson complexion, huddled in Wei Lianchi's arms. Wei Lianchi leaned close to her face, plucked her hair, and said in a shaky voice, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Yun Luo tugged on the quilt, her blurred eyes flashed, she didn't answer, and she didn't dare to meet his eyes.
"Do you really think you can hide those words from me?" Wei Lianchi whispered in her ear. He was very satisfied when he saw her falling deeply, and said meaningfully:
"I wouldn't mind being the stepdad inside."
Intention: People living in a dark world long for the light behind the clouds, so they keep holding on to it and don't want to let it go.
