Break the ring for her!Paranoid Mr. Huo after marriage, he pinches his waist and pets him

Ruan Hui left after not staying for long.

When he finally returned to his home in Kyoto, Tang Suiwan lay down on the bed, propped his chin on the back of his hand, and watched Huo Shichuan simply pack their luggage.

With peace of mind, he became the hands-off shopkeeper.

Because of the height of lying on her stomach, her line of sight is mainly on the opponent's waist and abdomen.

At this moment, he concentrated on watching Huo Shichuan walking up and down.

The shirt is tucked into the suit trousers, and the belt is closed, pinching out a thin waist.

He looks skinny in clothes.

But Tang Sui Wan touched and kissed her.

Naturally, he knew that under this solemn suit, the muscles were smooth and the ups and downs were obvious.

Especially tense when exerting force.

Thin sweat fell down, coating the cold white texture with a seductive halo, and with the shaking movements, the muscles slowly undulated.

Makes me want to...

Take a lick.

"..."

A magnified face suddenly appeared in front of him, with thick eyebrows as sharp as a blade, and thick long eyelashes cast a heavy shadow, hiding the seductiveness hidden in those dark eyes.

When he looked straight at it with a little smile, he looked like a wolf staring at meat.

The tone is slightly raised, with a bit of coquettish coaxing.

"Baby, looking at me like that, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about your abs." Tang Suiwan replied subconsciously, defenseless.

He suddenly realized something was wrong, met those dark and deep eyes, and immediately rolled to the side guiltily.

But he couldn't move faster than Huo Shichuan.

Grabbing the nape of her neck, he carried her back again.

Huo Shichuan grabbed Tang Suiwan with one hand to prevent anyone from running away.

Slowly unbuttoning his shirt with one hand.

The lower edge presses under the belt.

Huo Shichuan simply undid the two buttons on his waist and abdomen, his eyes were dark and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Don't think about it."

"Baby, come touch."

……

Tang Suiwan's head was dizzy, and by the time she realized it, her hands were already firmly attached to the muscles of the man's waist and abdomen.

She was hugged and sat on Huo Shichuan's lap, her hanging hands softly arched into the shirt.

The slightly cool fingertips immediately felt scorching heat.

It seemed as if a scorching fire had been ignited, and that bit of heat spread all the way up from the fingertips.

Dyed the soft white pinnae red.

Huo Shichuan pinched his waist with one hand and held his legs with one hand, in a completely confined posture, and he didn't intend to let the little fox escape.

He bowed his head closer, his voice hoarse.

The ending sound gradually faded, with a bit of forbearance in it.

"It's delivered to you, why don't you touch it?"

Tang Suiwan's cheeks were full of pink, and his breathing was a little short.

When the eyelashes tremble, it is the pulse of spring water flowing.

She was extremely shy, but her actions were gentle and bold.

The voice was short and vague.

"Touch, touch."

The fingertips landed lightly, like ethereal feathers, rubbing against the tense waist and abdomen muscles little by little.

From stretched muscle mass.

to sunken line shadows.

With a little force, it fell into the soft and warm texture.

Huo Shichuan breathed heavily, half closed his eyes, and frowned.

It is all kinds of forbearance and restraint.

It's pampering again, letting the little girl play with her fingertips like playing with some toy, rubbing and pinching lightly.

When the palm of his hand was completely ironed and warmed, Tang Sui Wan slowly took out his hand with his ears burning red.

Reserved and whispered reminder.

"It's over."

Huo Shichuan lowered his eyes lazily, with a nasal voice.

"Ok?"

"It's over so soon?"

Faster?Tang Suiwan blushed and moved around, whispering a reminder.

"belt."

"It's a little uncomfortable."

Huo Shichuan responded in a low voice, indicating that he knew.

He let go of his hand slightly, and with one free hand he roughly ripped open the shirt buried under his belt.

Because the strength was a little out of control, the buttons at the bottom collapsed to the ground.

The voice was thin and broken, completely covered by the man's deep breathing.

"How can it be enough just to touch, and not to look at it at night?"

Huo Shichuan raised his eyelids, propped his arms back, and stretched the muscles in his waist and abdomen in a stretching arc.

Like a sleeping wolf suddenly awakened, he stretched leisurely.

All the muscles in his body were stretched out, just for the next energy-consuming hunt.

As he leaned back, his knees were lifted slightly, causing Tang Suiwan, who was sitting on his lap, to slide down a little further along the slippery fabric uncontrollably.

Looking up in surprise, the muscles under the shirt attracted all his attention.

Huo Shichuan has a big frame, broad shoulders, and a typical hanger figure.

He insisted on exercising again, and his muscles were well-proportioned and thin, strong but not thick, smooth and beautiful, hiding a powerful and compelling force.

Slowly rising and falling with breathing, it almost dazzles people's eyes.

In contrast to the wide shoulders with a strong sense of security, there is a lean waist like a wolf or a leopard.

With just one glance, one can imagine the ferocious eruption beneath it.

His facial features are sharp and cold, and when there is no emotion between his eyebrows and eyes, he looks like a handsome and cold porcelain statue.

But now he opened his clothes wide open, letting the rigorous shirts pile up into layers of folds, with sharp edges floating lightly on his abdominal muscles.

Eyebrows pressed down, the corners of his lips smiled bewitchingly.

"Like it?"

Tang Suiwan endured the burning all over, and nodded.

Huo Shichuan raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, as if to praise her honesty.

There was even a little appreciative hook in his tone of voice.

"Then untie it for your husband."

"Save..."

"Ah."