First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 11
"Hmm..." Song Zixun cleared his throat on purpose.

The slender figure remained motionless.

"Rong Zhi..." He called again tentatively, "Du Rongzhi..."

The only response to him was still the sound of even breathing.

Song Zixun thought for a while, then leaned lightly from behind her.

The faint fragrance before became more and more clear... He lowered his head and sniffed at Du Rongzhi's neck, and slowly reached under her armpit to untie the tie of the pajamas.

She is obviously the wife of his own eight-carriage matchmaker, but she is acting like a thief... Song Zixun was slandering in his heart, but his movements did not stop at all, especially when his arms brushed against the undulating place... Suddenly, even breathing became tense. More urgent.

Last night, I didn't understand anything and I was spoiled by her. The only thing I remember is... thinking like this in my heart, and my hand covered it in a strange way...

Du Rongzhi in her sleep seemed to feel it too, she frowned and snorted, and turned around reluctantly.

It was okay when they turned their backs to Song Zixun before, but now they are lying face to face, and the pajamas that he just untied just now are so wide open at this moment, and the bright red double bellyband inside has also been torn and loosened by him. Hanging on the neck, turning over like this, I saw one side... It just jumped out of it by such a coincidence.

There seemed to be a ball of fire rising up inside... Song Zixun felt his mouth dry up more and more, he clasped Du Rongzhi's slender waist and pressed his body against it.

Under the dim light, the girl's slender and thick eyelashes droop quietly, casting a faint shadow on her eyes, delicate and smooth cheeks, delicate and small nose bridge, pink and tender lips like roses... He has known Du Rongzhi before. He looks good, but looking at it now, he has a somewhat inexplicable charm, which almost makes people turn their eyes away.

Except for the bridal chamber that failed so badly last night, Song Zixun had never had the experience of being intimate with a woman in his life. It was inevitable that yesterday's embarrassment would repeat itself again. He tentatively raised the girl's pointed chin and hesitated for a moment. Only then bowed his head and kissed.

He tried to kiss himself as softly as possible.

The corners of the eyes, the tip of the eyebrows, the cheeks... the corners of the lips, kissing Du Rongzhi's lips a few times was still not enough, so he simply followed her chin all the way down...

"Bo'er—" a discordant voice suddenly sounded in the quiet new room.

Song Zixun was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at Du Rongzhi who was in his arms.Sure enough, the girl's beautiful eyebrows were tightly frowned, and then she made a move that neither she nor Song Zixun expected——

Du Rongzhi pushed her knee forward unconsciously, whimpered twice, and turned her body back again.

Tuliu Song Zixun let out a muffled groan, half curled up, and tightly covered his crotch with both hands.

Big drops of sweat flowed down the man's ashen handsome face, until the severe pain under his body finally subsided, and he resentfully pulled the quilt from Du Rongzhi's body to cover his head.

This damn girl... In just one day, he almost made her cry three times!
(End of this chapter)