Especially since beneath her was a brilliant red satin, set off by her snow-white skin, her black hair spread out like smoke and mist, looking just like a breathtakingly beautiful painting!
Her skin was so white that even the faint blue veins underneath could be seen. Fingers gently touching, they felt slightly cool, with an excellent elasticity, like the finest mutton-fat jade. In the dim light, it shimmered brilliantly. That soft, delicate, and superbly elastic feeling completely intoxicated him, body and soul!
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He was thinking, in the past it was always him who enjoyed himself, and sometimes, even before she was ready, he would start his assault. But now... he truly wanted her to experience that ultimate pleasure.
However, as usual, he reached behind her, wanting to release her bindings......
Unexpectedly, when he touched her back, he couldn’t find anything.
Strange, where was the metal clasp? Where was the knot? Why was there nothing at all?
Yu Zexiao was getting a bit anxious, fine sweat beading on his forehead, his handsome cheeks turning beet red!
To see but not be able to taste was sheer torture!
His hot hand kept sliding up and down her back, making her feel uncomfortable all over. But no matter how much he searched, he couldn’t find the concealed clasp at her back.
Furthermore, since she was lying on the mattress, she obviously couldn’t see what was happening behind her. His handsome face was about to turn red, especially since, as a man, he couldn’t even find his wife’s "lifeline"—wasn’t that embarrassing?
But after fumbling around for ages with no success, Yu Zexiao couldn’t take it anymore and had to ask, "Where is it?"
"Hmm?" Jian Anning, who was getting foggy from his touch, had no idea what his problem was. She just looked at him dazedly, seemingly unclear as to why he was so lost at this moment.
"Where is it, how do I open it." Seeing her confused state, Yu Zexiao grew even more impatient! He abruptly tugged at her shoulder strap and pulled hard, then suddenly let go. The elastic band snapped against her skin, tinting her snow-white complexion with a flush of lovely pink, making his breath grow deeper.
"I, I’ll do it." Finally understanding what he meant, Jian Anning reached out and gently touched a slightly concave spot at the front. The two sides, like petals of a flower being parted, slowly fell away.
Yu Zexiao was taken aback; the rascal was actually wearing a front-fastening garment! Damn it, and that single hidden clasp, concealed under a butterfly-shaped, lace-embroidered flower—who in the world could see that clearly!
However, at the very last moment, Jian Anning suddenly remembered something and forcefully rejected him, "No, not okay... I didn’t bring the ’little umbrella,’ and I’ll get pregnant!"
Her reaction to that kind of medicine was simply too severe, and if possible, she absolutely didn’t want to take it again. But without the ’little umbrella,’ she might become ’pregnant.’