Destined with You No Chapter 1375 - 1380: Husband, Please Spare Me 6

Chapter 1375: Chapter 1380: Husband, Please Spare

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Beiming Han tugged her clothes down a little, greedily kissing her beautiful shoulders and chest.

"Ah Han..."

"You need to start speaking differently." Beiming Han bit her fragrant shoulder forcefully.

Gu Qingxin cried out in pain, yet this slight pain only made her breathing increasingly hasty.

"Change what?" Gu Qingxin’s eyelashes fluttered.

"What do you think?" In his excitent, Beiming Han ripped her clothes into two pieces.

"I don’t know..." Gu Qingxin opened her moist, confused black eyes to look at him, biting her lower lip in her predicant.

Little did she know, her look almost drove Beiming Han crazy, and then he lost control completely...

"Help

unbuckle my belt!" Beiming Han guided her small hands to his tallic belt buckle.

"Can we wait until we get ho?" Gu Qingxin looked up at him.

"Your clothes are already torn, how are we supposed to get ho?" Beiming Han pulled down what remained of her clothing hanging on her.

Gu Qingxin, "...."

It was you who ripped it!

"Hurry up!" Beiming Han hugged her, giving her another breath-stealing kiss.

Gu Qingxin could only begin to unbuckle his belt. Now they were husband and wife, and she knew that he had been holding back for her health.

If she were not expecting, she would likely be consud by him until nothing was left.

However, most of the ti, his solution was cold showers.

Finally let loose, Beiming Han pulled her close and joined her intimately.

"Do you know how you should address

now?"

"...."

What? How would she know?

"How should I address you?" Gu Qingxin asked.

"Ah Han" was intimate enough already, how else could she address him?

Her mind was slow to process.

"Don’t know? Excellent. I’m going to make sure you do!"

"Behave and use the right address, now that we’re married. You know how you should address ." Beiming Han softly bit her chin as Gu Qingxin, like a fish deprived of oxygen, gasped for air with her mouth wide open.

Married? Address him?

Could he an he wants to be called....

Husband?

"Being naughty, are we?" Beiming Han suddenly rose, changed positions, sat on the couch, and had her sitting on him.

"******"