If you want a husband, you have to fight for it.

Enough of the ring show, it’s time to go away.

Wan Chuncao skipped back to her room.

When I returned to the room, I saw Xu Muyu leaning against the head of the bed with his cell phone, as if he was texting someone.

"Oh, sir, you really have so much to do every day."

Wan Chuncao took off her shoes and got on the bed, then climbed over Xu Muyu's legs and lay on top of him.

As soon as she returned to the room, Xu Muyu caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye.

He quickly replied to the message and put down his phone. He held her waist with his hand and lifted her up: "I got in touch with my old friends again. Next time I have the chance, I will take you to meet them."

As soon as she climbed up, Wan Chuncao reached for his neck and wanted to kiss him: "Old friend?"

"Like Bai Shu, they are all childhood friends. When they return to China and there is a chance to organize a party, I will take you to meet them."

Xu Muyu was talking, but she was the only one in his heart and eyes.

I miss her already after not seeing her for a while.

He put his arms around her waist and kissed her eagerly.

There is more than one person who misses each other.

Wan Chuncao closed her eyes and enjoyed the kiss.

I enjoy it, but also feel it is very unreasonable.

How come they don't get bored of being together every day?

Not only do I not get tired of each other, but I have to see each other after being apart for a while.

He kisses her without saying a word when they meet.

Once you kiss, there's no end to it.

Speaking of kissing, Wan Chuncao felt it was time to ask Xu Muyu.

It's been so long, why are they just kissing each other?

What about others?

The charming sounds in the room gradually rose.

Guan Chuncao lay on Xu Muyu, her waist soon became limp, and her hands could no longer hold on to his neck.

The tongue in her mouth was very cunning, constantly hooking her and making her fall.

Xu Muyu likes French kissing very much, especially.

Wan Chuncao couldn’t tell whether she liked it or not, but when Xu Muyu kissed her, she felt dizzy.

"Hubby... no more..."

After the kiss, Wan Chuncao leaned weakly on Xu Muyu's chest and raised her hand to cover Xu Muyu's mouth to prevent him from kissing her again.

Xu Muyu licked her palm with the tip of his tongue, then put her ring finger with the ring on it into his mouth and licked and bit it.

"Wha...what?"

Wan Chuncao was so scared that she tried to pull her hand back, but Xu Muyu grabbed her wrist and stopped her.

Xu Muyu looked at Wan Chuncao, his tongue tip sucking on her ring finger wantonly, and the hand that was supporting her lower back was also touching up along her spine.

After being touched so many times, Wan Chuncao automatically cooperated with him by slightly propping up her upper body so that he could unbutton her clothes smoothly.

Coupled with the indescribable itch on her hands, her eyes were blurred: "Husband..."

After touching the row of buttons, the big hand stopped moving.

The numbness and itching on my ring finger also stopped.

Wan Chuncao raised her misty eyes blankly.

Before she could see anything, Xu Muyu grabbed her wrist and kissed her again.

Xu Muyu's kiss was urgent and fierce. His tongue hooked hers and took absolute control, forcing her to have nowhere to hide. She could only hook her trembling hands around his neck again.

After the kiss, Wan Chuncao was completely speechless and lay on Xu Muyu's chest, breathing heavily.

Xu Muyu kissed her cheek and the palm of her hand with satisfaction, and even pinched her chin to give her another kiss on her lips before she could catch her breath.

"You are so abominable, husband."

Wan Chuncao was a little disgusted with her useless mouth. Why did she get so defeated when Xu Muyu kissed her twice? "You can't kiss me like that..."

"Then how do you kiss?"

Xu Muyu didn't even take a breath and laughed: "Kiss how you want."

"Don't keep kissing."

When he smiled, Wan Chuncao's mind was free for a moment, and she seized the opportunity to get up: "We, we can also do something pure."

You haven't even caught your breath yet, and there are water stains on your lips, and you want something innocent?

Xu Muyu couldn't help laughing, and wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth with his fingers: "Pure?"

"Yes, just like we used to."

Wan Chuncao asked him to think about the past: "We were not like this before. Every time we kissed, I couldn't breathe."

It is not necessary to French kiss every time. It is comfortable but also tiring. They can also do something pure.

Xu Muyu rubbed the corner of her mouth with his fingertips and asked, "For example?"

"For example, we can do this."

Wan Chuncao got up and kissed Xu Muyu on the lips.

Lips pressed against lips and the kiss ended.

Xu Muyu was still waiting, thinking she would get closer.

"that's it."

After Wan Chuncao kissed him, she climbed up and sat on Xu Muyu's lap and said, "Just like this."

"that's it?"

Xu Muyu frowned: "No more?"

Wan Chuncao said confidently: "Yes, pure kisses are like this, just a light taste and stop."

Xu Muyu suddenly came to his senses: "Did you taste it?"

When did they taste it?

Wan Chuncao crossed her arms in front of her chest and said, "Yeah, that's what happened just now. Kissing is supposed to be like that, mouth to mouth."

Xu Muyu frowned even tighter: "Why should we do that?"

"You always kiss me so hard that I can hardly breathe."

Wan Chuncao thought this was fine: "It's just a kiss, just a kiss, there's no need to go deeper."

Xu Muyu was fully awake: "Not going deeper?"

What's there to go deeper into?

It's good enough to just stop there.

Since he still doesn't understand.

Wan Chuncao doesn't mind demonstrating it again.

She put down her crossed hands, solemnly held Xu Muyu's shoulders, solemnly closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his.

A feather-light kiss fell and then left.

Nothing was left in excess.

Xu Muyu was completely shocked: "Gone?"

Wan Chuncao sat back down again: "Ah, yes, what else can it be?"

Xu Muyu was even more shocked: "What else?"

"What else?"

Wan Chuncao said, "That's what a kiss is."

"If you're talking about a French kiss, I don't think it's necessary. Look, a kiss is a kiss, and it doesn't necessarily mean your tongues are entangled together. Isn't this a good kiss?"

Xu Muyu thought he must have heard it wrong: "Is this okay?"

“Isn’t this good?”

Wan Chuncao waved her hands indifferently: "You don't have to kiss so hard, and you don't have to breathe so hard, isn't that good?"

Xu Muyu stopped listening to her and tightened his grip to hold her in front of him.

Wan Chuncao knew he was going to kiss her, so she put her hand on his lips first: "We agreed that we'll just taste it briefly."

Xu Muyu didn't answer, but just took her hand away.

When you took your hand away, he leaned in with his eyes closed.

Wan Chuncao also closed her eyes, waiting for him to come closer.

After waiting for a long time, the heavy kiss in my memory did not come.

But she could clearly feel his breath.

Wan Chuncao slowly opened her eyes, wanting to see what was going on.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I met Xu Muyu's clear eyes.

She was startled and tried to step back, but Xu Muyu held her tightly.

He clenched his back teeth and asked, "Why?"

"what why?"

Wan Chuncao turned away.

Xu Muyu moved closer, so close that his lips touched hers: "What are you thinking about."

"Whatever you think."

Wan Chuncao's heart beat faster, but her voice couldn't be any quieter. She kept looking at the other side: "Anyway, if you keep kissing us, nothing will happen to us."

"what?"