Flash Marriage Game: The First Lady of the Wealthy

After Tong Caiwei finished eating one, she shook her head, took the spoon from his hand, and brought it to his mouth like he did, "No, this is the supper that Mama Zhang made for you, eat more, I found you I've lost a little weight recently. Is there anything bothering you?"

Ye Fan ate a wonton along her hand, and she immediately scooped up another one and fed it to her mouth.

He brought the spoon over, reached out and put the bowl on the side cabinet, turned around and pressed her under him, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, and said with a wicked smile, "What I want to eat most now is you, be good , let me kiss you."

He put his face close to her neck, took a deep breath, and smiled unscrupulously, "Well, it smells so good."

Her cheeks were flushed, she turned her head to the side, her hair was covered with black hair, and she pressed his restless big hand, "Going to bed soon."

"But I'm not full yet."

His hand easily broke free and slipped into her silk nightgown, his lips nibbled on her neck lightly, as if someone was scratching her neck with a feather, but there was an indescribable feeling , She felt itchy, so she laughed out loud, wrapped her hands around his neck, and bit his neck like he did, "You haven't finished eating Mama Zhang's wontons yet."

Ye Fan's eyes were dim, and there seemed to be a cluster of fire dancing in his eyes, his Adam's apple moved twice, he held her face in his hands, and kissed her gently, with a low and hoarse voice, "This is what I want to eat most now."

His fingertips were slightly cool, like an ant crawling across her skin, causing her to shiver.

His right palm held the back of her head violently, and his left hand was busy and eagerly moving on her body. Their bodies were tightly pressed together. The soft and possessive lips and tongue took away the last trace of her reason, and her fingers were already dexterous. She unbuttoned the straps of her nightgown. . .

The seductive body wrapped in the nightgown was dyed a light pink.

His eyes were darker, passion and heat rolled in his calm eyes, he tore off her last barrier, bit her ear lightly, and panted, "Don't reject me again, or I will go crazy."

Tong Caiwei had already lost her rationality and ability to think. How could her inexperienced body withstand the teasing of the experienced man? She couldn't help making a low-pitched sound, the hand that was hooking his neck slipped down, and instead pressed tightly his back.

Ye Fan didn't want to scare her the first time.

He patiently seduced, coaxed and relieved her tense body little by little. . .

When he felt that she was completely relaxed enough to accept him, he took a deep breath without hesitation. . .

"what..."

With a scream of pain, a woman has great strength at certain times, and in the next second, Ye Fan was kicked off the bed by her whole body.

Probably because he has never experienced being kicked out of bed by a woman since he was a child, he fell to the ground and didn't recover for a long time.

As soon as Tong Caiwei rolled over, she rolled to the innermost side of the big bed, pulled the quilt to cover her body, her eyes were red, her facial features were wrinkled, she huddled in a corner and trembled, "It hurts, you are not allowed to treat me again Do something like this, otherwise, we will sleep separately in the future."

Master Ye Fan, who had never received such special treatment as being kicked out of bed by a woman, slowly stood up from the ground.

Tong Caiwei stared at him sadly.