"Ying... Hmmm..." Yao Ling called his name breathlessly. "Stop..."
The man's desire and appetite was pretty big, therefore he didn't hear what Yao Ling said. Yao Ying was in the state of mind in which he wanted to satiate his own desire. He needed to taste the sweetness of his wife. The feeling of his wife underneath him was far too different from the other women. Yao Ling never wore heavy perfume, instead, she only relied on her original body's fragrance.
She emanated a sweet jasmine fragrance which always seemed to be able to calm his mind. When they were close to each other, the smell became more prominent and somehow affected his senses. She somehow always made him feel intoxicated and excited.
Yao Ling was worried about his husband's condition. Would he be okay to push himself like this? "Ying..." Although she was trying to be stern, because of the way he nibbled and kissed her neck, it sounded more like a seductive moan.