Jing Muchen looked at her with a deep gaze until she pulled her shirt out from under her belt. He couldn't hold it in any longer. He grabbed her with both hands and placed her to the side. He turned her body around and made her kneel down.
Su Ruowan placed both her elbows on the soft sofa cushion and lay there with her face flushed red. She did not dare to look back, but she heard the sound of a metal belt hitting behind her. Then, the warm man's body quickly pressed against hers.
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After all, Su Ruowan was six months pregnant. She couldn't take it and didn't dare to accept his enthusiasm too much. After a while, she began to beg for mercy.
Jing Muchen did not have the time to enjoy himself, but he still stopped because he was worried about her body.
The two of them clung to each other like Siamese twins. He hugged Su Ruowan from behind, with one hand on her bulging belly and the other in front of her, reluctant to leave.