Chapter 802: Chapter 801: Boundless Spring Colors Chapter 802: Chapter 801: Boundless Spring Colors It made her curves fully visible, with only a layer of hazy fabric between, the white skin and the undulating contours could be seen. The full and beautiful forms left Huo Beijiang parched.
The soaked fabric was torn into pieces and fell to the ground.
What was originally a blurred beautiful scene was now completely exposed before his eyes. Huo Beijiang’s gaze was tightly fixated on it, and after a long while, he gasped for air and hoarsely said, “Wife, I… I didn’t mean to.”
It was just that he found it a bit obstructive, and then… the clothing was ruined.
“Wife!” Huo Beijiang gingerly looked at his wife once and noticed how beautifully red her cheeks were. He smiled at her appeasingly, with his calloused hand, he involuntarily touched her smooth and delicate skin.
With the touch of his fingers, a shivering pleasure surged from his spine, eventually spreading throughout his limbs and body.
Nan Fei felt completely weak, moaned softly, and collapsed in his arms. Her mind was hazy, only feeling her lips caught by his kiss, skilled, luring, entangling her, making her pour herself entirely into responding to him.
As his fingers skimmed her sensitive skin, seeming everywhere, descending from her waist along her curves to the sensitive inner side of her thigh.
Suddenly, a feeling of weightlessness washed over her.
Nan Fei was horizontally lifted by him and gently placed on the bed.
“Bei Jiang… Bei Jiang, be gentle…” Nan Fei suddenly panicked a bit, pleading helplessly as she lay on the bed, “Be gentle, will you? Bei Jiang, Bei Jiang…”
She kept repeating his name, her words filled entirely with trust and dependence. The man’s deep eyes had already become thoroughly lucid; he greedily caressed the beauty in front of him, his hot lips kissing every inch of her body.
“Mm… Bei Jiang… Bei Jiang.” She moaned and writhed beneath him, coy and seductive, her voice so meltingly soft that it made the man wish he could die over her.
“Wife, I love you, I love you so much…” Huo Beijiang once again kissed her lips, amidst the entanglement of lips and tongues was her faint moaning, weeping and pleading.
She was so delicately irresistible! The man spoiled her with kisses, his eyes filled with crazy love and indulgence.
Nan Fei’s slender legs were spread apart, she pitifully pleaded, “Bei Jiang, be gentle, gentle… mm… ah…” Her last words, along with the man’s movements, turned into broken sounds.
The night was still long, the storm raged outside, yet inside, the spring was endless.
The two young bodies, as if crossing mountains and rivers, overcoming obstacles from two lifetimes, finally came together. The souls and bodies perfectly fused, that ultimate pleasure and comfort, both intoxicating and offering an unprecedented fit.
The next day, Nan Fei was awakened by kisses, feeling a numb and tingly sensation on her neck and shoulders; she flinched, striking a slap across the man’s handsome face.
Nan Fei was startled, immediately waking up. Opening her eyes, the magnified handsome face of Huo Beijiang was just inches away, looking at her with an aggrieved expression, “Wife, that’s domestic abuse!”
Nan Fei, stunned by his accusation, just stared blankly at him.
Huo Beijiang was amused by her blank expression, his thin lips curling into a slight smile.
Nan Fei stared back at him; last night’s memories flooded into her mind like a tide, feeling both embarrassed and furious, wishing she could kick him off the bed.
How thick could his skin possibly be?
He actually dared to accuse her of domestic violence? Who gave him the courage?