"Yes," Yin Fu replied as he reached out his hand and placed it under the slit of Mo Qiang's dress. His actions caused Mo Qiang's breath to hitch as she glanced at the r standing behind her. She said to him, "Don't be like this now."
Though she was not really against doing it, they had a ceremony to attend, and she did not believe that anyone would like it if they were to arrive at the ceremony hall much later than the rest.
"But I really miss you," Yin Fu was rather upfront with his desires as he hugged her from behind. He rubbed his face against the crook of Mo Qiang's neck before saying, "Just fifteen minutes. Just give fifteen minutes…"
"Do you really think that you can be done within fifteen minutes?" Mo Qiang tried to push the r away from her body. She knew Yin Fu very well; there was no way this r could be satisfied with just fifteen minutes.
Sotis she wondered whether this r was really as shy as she believed he was. Given how bold he was when it ca to saying his needs and wants, Mo Qiang was second-guessing everything.
"Five minutes, then—just five minutes!"
Yin Fu groped Mo Qiang around her bosom and pulled her back. "I just need five minutes. I like you so much, wife; you like too, right? Then let have it—just a bite... no, just a lick."
As he spoke, he squeezed Mo Qiang's bosom.
"Why are you squeezing my bosom with every word of yours?" Mo Qiang said to Yin Fu, who was holding her back. What was this r even trying to do?
Yin Fu pretended as if he didn't hear anything and pleaded, "Just once... I promise—I promise that I will let you go after that."
Mo Qiang shrugged off but the more she tried to push off Yin Fu, the more the r clung to her. He was sticking to her as if he were a dog wart plaster.
Ever since she woke up, Yin Fu had turned even stickier than he was in the past. No matter what she did or how she pushed him, Yin Fu clung to her like a haunting spirit.
Mo Qiang sighed with her body bowed. She said to him, "Fine. But only fifteen—ah!" Mo Qiang didn't even finish speaking when Yin Fu kneeled on the floor and pushed aside her dress. His long and thin fingers moved aside the fabric of her underpants.
And before Mo Qiang could say anything, he thrust his tongue inside her core; the tip of his tongue scraped inside of her core, making Mo Qiang tremble as she tried her best to stabilise herself on the heels that she was wearing. She raised her head and looked at her reflection in the mirror.
Reddened cheeks, dewy eyes, and parted lips. A clear image of sheer seduction.
Damn it.
"Ah Fu, just wait—Ah!" Mo Qiang gasped when the r turned her around and buried his face in her bosom. His hands squeezing and groping as he pleased. Mo Qiang raised her hand and rubbed her forehead as she said to him, "Stop touching my bosom like that, you are about to rip it apart."
"But they got bigger."
"Jeez did they?" Mo Qiang sneered as she looked at the r in front of her with a snickering face. "I wonder how… maybe it has to do sothing with my three husbands?"
Yin Fu showed a rare shy expression as he said to Mo Qiang, "Wife, I just —"
Ding.
He was still speaking when the notification of his phone went off, and as soon as he heard the notification, Yin Fu turned his head and fished out his monitor. The second he saw the notification on his monitor's screen, his eyes widened and Yin Fu exclaid.
"Not here!"
"What do you an by not here?" Mo Qiang asked with a frown. Don't tell her that this r actually teased her like this and now he wanted to change his mind. If that was the case then he —
Mo Qiang was thinking about teaching this r a lesson when there was a vibrant light that flashed in the room and with a bang, a box appeared in the air before falling down.
"What the—"
"Ah!"
Yin Fu scread as the box actually landed on his head!
Mo Qiang: "...."
"Are you okay?" She crouched down and looked at the r who was rubbing his forehead and head that hit the floor. At the sa ti, she glanced at the box that was lying on the side.
"What did you buy?" Mo Qiang asked when she looked at the box that was about to burst.
"No!" Yin Fu yelled.
Too late.
The box exploded on Mo Qiang's touch and by exploded —she ant it really exploded. Like a little box filled with gunpowder. The only difference was that instead of fire and sparks the things that burst out of the box were actually —
[S*x toys.]
Mo Qiang was speechless and Yin Fu was even more speechless. He told the company that he needed an urgent delivery but that did not an that they needed to stuff so many toys in one box to the point that it was bursting.
Now look at this! It created such a chaotic scene that Yin Fu did not know how to deal with it.
Mo Qiang stared at the s*x toys that included strap-ons to handcuffs and even vibrators before turning to look at Yin Fu. She cleared her throat and asked, "What is this—were you preparing for your life after my death or sothing?" Why did he need so many sex toys? If not for the fact that he was scared that he might not be able to have fun after she died.
"How can you say that?" Yin Fu would have liked it better if Mo Qiang asked him about these toys and then questioned his love for her body.
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