Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

The hand holding her waist pulled her hard, turning her from half-sitting on the bed to lying flat on her back.

The pillow under his head was pulled away and thrown aside. He picked up the dropped mobile phone and placed it on the bedside table.

On his waist, the warmth with a thin cocoon was gently squeezed and slowly twisted. Cui Sanning looked at him blankly, with shock in his eyes.

How come it has come to this?

Quan Yu k

"No internet at home?"

The buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned one by one, slowly and calmly but without any refusal.

The hand that originally resisted his chest rested on his shoulder under the gentle and lingering attack.

She never thought of rejecting him.

As he moved, the light above his head seemed to be shaking without landing.

Their lips and tongues were entangled, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally let go of her lips. Cui Sanning was unconscious, gasping for air.

In a daze, the hand that had been occupying her body loosened up and reached over her head to open the bedside table.

He bit a corner of the packaging bag with his teeth and quickly tore it open. Looking at the things in his hand, Cui Sanning finally woke up and subconsciously asked in a low voice: "When did you buy it?"

Quan Yu didn't answer in a hurry, straightened up and put it on under her evasive gaze, then put it on again, teasing her with a deliberate smile: "Do you really think I'm going to buy candy?"

After saying that, he no longer gave her a chance to speak, and tried to pick the stamens of the white peony. The hand placed on his back, the white knuckles arched, leaving crescent marks.

Quan Yu restrained himself and stopped, torturing each other, and raised his head again to kiss her. After a brief taste, he pecked her eyes and coaxed and lingered: "Baby, kiss me."

Her glass-like eyes were still gentle and quiet, but filled with tears of joy. After listening to his words, the hand caressing his back slowly rose and fell on his cheek.

The fingertips fell on the scar on his brow bone

Quan Yu gasped unbearably and rubbed the tip of her nose again: "Baby, kiss me."

Cui Sanning raised his head slightly, and her soft lips fell on his brow bone, filled with piety and love.

The next second, he hummed and frowned slightly. The other hand placed on his back couldn't help but scratched hard, leaving red marks on the wheat-colored skin.

Next, Quan Yu didn't give her any chance to speak. She bloomed under him like a noble but elegant white peony.

Cui Sanning felt like he had become a leaf on the lake, helpless and everything depended on him.

His hand reached for the bedside table for the third time. This time it was no longer as eager as before, but as tender as a steady stream of water.

Sweat had already wet her long hair, and a few strands of hair stuck to her crimson cheeks.

The skin at the collarbone is as red as the two cinnabar moles.

He raised his hand to hold her right wrist, intertwined his fingers with hers and pressed it to her ear. The sound between his lips and teeth was particularly clear in the empty room.

The calloused fingers pulled away from her fingers and fell on the cinnabar bracelet on her wrist. The bracelet went around and around, and finally the bracelet fell on the pure white quilt.

White and bright red.

Rubbing the scar with his fingertips, Cui Sanning looked at him with blurred eyes. Quan Yu pulled her wrist to his mouth and kissed the scar repeatedly.

The eyes are pious, as if waiting for a treasure.

The tickling touch made Cui Sanning involuntarily move the wrist that was tightly held by him, but the person on his body held it tighter.

He didn't know how many times he asked for it, but he couldn't refuse, so she just endured it. She was in a daze. After an unknown amount of time, the person covering her back suddenly pressed hard on her waist, and exhaled a satisfying breath of hot breath. , and finally gradually stopped.

He bit her ear in her ear and said, "Baby, I love you."

Cui Sanning couldn't even open her eyes. She lay on the bed and let the person behind her cover her back. She didn't even have the strength to be shy and hummed in response.

Suddenly she felt his arm reaching out from the side of her face. Thinking that he was going to take something from the drawer again, she subconsciously grabbed his wrist and begged for mercy: "I don't want it anymore."

The person behind her made a move, chuckled, then kissed her white back and coaxed: "Okay, no more."

In fact, he just wanted to take his phone and check the time.

Snow started to fall outside the window at some point, and Quan Yu lifted the hair on the side of her face, exposing her cheeks.

Xu was so tired that he was already drowsy with his eyes closed.

His hand fell on her waist without any obstruction, and he leaned into her ear and said, "Take a bath before going to sleep."

Cui Sanning didn't hear what he said at all, and could only give a perfunctory hum.

Quan Yu couldn't help but kiss her cheek, got up from the bed and went into the bathroom to run some water, then came out and took her in.

After taking a shower, he found another shirt and put it on her.

Lying on the bed hugging each other, Quan Yu was very awake compared to Cui Sanning's tiredness, and his satisfied look made him a little more lazy and sexy.

The person in her arms placed her fingertips on the end of her eyes, where she was in a state of confusion just now.

The man in his arms snorted dissatisfied and slapped his hand away: "Stop making trouble."

Quan Yu called her: "Sang Sang, are you awake?"

Cui Sanning closed his eyes and sighed. He was very tired, but he did not fall asleep.

Quan Yudao: "Do you still want to hear about that day in my memory?"

Cui Sanning rubbed her head against his chest: "Say."

"I'm listening."

Quan Yu picked up a strand of her hair with his fingers and wrapped it around his fingertips.

Speak slowly and describe the scene that day.

Cui Sanning didn't know when he opened his eyes

Finally, Quan Yu said with a smile: "I just passed by you, and you didn't even give me your peripheral vision."

"This is the first time in my life that I am so embarrassed. I am frozen in place. I don't know how to take my raised hand back."

After Cui Sanning listened, he didn't speak for a long time.

Quan Yu teased her: "You have nothing to say?"

Cui Sanning smiled: "I won't tell you."

Quan Yu hugged her waist: "I've been serving you so hard all night, and you have this attitude?"

Cui Sanning reached out to cover his mouth, rarely refuting him on this matter: "Who serves whom?"

Quan Yu kissed the palm of her hand. She had made progress. In the past, she would definitely tell him that she didn't want to tell him this.

He leaned over and bit his ear: "Did you do your best?"

Cui Sanning suppressed her blush and said, "I won't tell you this."

Come on, she changed back again. Quan Yu thought she could be brave enough to refute him a few more words.

Knowing that she was sleepy, he placed his hand on her back and patted her gently: "Go to sleep."

Cui Sanning hugged his waist and buried her face in front of him. After coming over for a while, she whispered sleepily: "I didn't see you at that time. I'm sorry and regretful."

She said slowly: "But Third Uncle, it doesn't matter. Sooner or later, we will meet."

"You are different from my sister, and you are different from everyone."

"I won't give any of what I should give to you to anyone else."

Quan Yu hugged her, placed his chin on her forehead, and rubbed her silently.

This is his treasure.

It wasn't until the person in his arms fell asleep that Quan Yu got up from the bed. He didn't feel sleepy, so he took a cigarette, gently closed the bedroom door, and went to the living room.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, white smoke exhaled from his lips and teeth. His satisfied look and a touch of scarlet between his fingers were printed on the floor-to-ceiling window.