The Wedding Night (3)

Wherever Jun Wu Yao's hands touched, it felt like there was a bizarre heat left burning like a raging fire on the skin of Jun Wu Xie. The blush on her face became redder and there was heat gushing out from all over her body. It was an utterly subtle feeling. 

Jun Wu Yao slightly lowered his body. It was all soft and tender tactility under his wide broad chest. With a wild and devilish smile, he whispered beside Jun Wu Xie's ear. "No matter what you want to learn, I can teach you." Even though he had zero experience, his instincts told him very well what he actually wanted.

He wanted her everything.

With her eyes half closed, his smell was whirling all around her nose, pervading through her breath.

The smiling lips landed on her neck. One after another, as if it was the warm raindrops pitter-pattering on her neck.

Soft and light kisses, they were gentle and close-packed.