lure her!Delicate and sweet wife is driven crazy by abstinent boss

Zhao Danya's ears were almost red enough to bleed.

His fingers unconsciously gripped the quilt beneath him.

The tingling itchiness of warmth and gnawing all the way down her collarbone along the tips of her ears.

Her body was already sensitive these days, and she couldn't stand his teasing at all.

His stiff short hair was stuck on the collarbone, itching and numb, causing her eyes to glisten, and her pink lips gasped.

The belt of her outer lining was pulled away by him, and the coat spread to the sides.

His slightly rough long fingers slid all the way from her neck, and then picked up the fragile suspenders on her nightdress.

The extremely thin straps fell on her arms, and a large area of ​​skin on her chest was exposed to the cool air.

She frowned unconsciously, her eyes were filled with mist dotted with stars at the end of her eyes, and she met his slightly raised gaze.

Those eyes were like the violent wind and waves rising from the calm deep sea, which could overturn her in an instant and drown her in it.

Will a man who hasn't eaten meat for three months turn into a wolf?

Zhao Danya felt that in Wen Yanqi's place, 99% would be able to, and the remaining 1% was psychological comfort.

She tugged at the hem of her nightgown, stretched out her delicate hands to press against his chest, and said in a tentative tone: "You just recovered, and the observation period hasn't passed yet, why don't you...don't do strenuous exercise?"

The redness at the end of Wen Yanqi's eyes made his eyes more intense. He held the hand on his chest, and said in a hoarse and sexy voice, "Ya Ya, my injury is on it..."

Zhao Danya: "..."

Wen Yanqi took her hand and moved it to the position of the metal buckle, the tip of his nose touched hers, and his ambiguous breath fell on her lips.

"How about verifying..."

Zhao Danya's body froze, her heart trembled violently, her fingertips were hot, and her face was flushed red.

Seeing that the hand is about to swim there.

She wanted to withdraw her hand, but she unconsciously pressed it while struggling.

"..."

Her pupils trembled, and she met Wen Yanqi's deeper gaze.

She licked her lips, "Brother Yanqi~I...what am I doing here...be patient."

He took a breath, and looked at her with unpredictable eyes.

His eyes seemed to accuse her of crimes.

She swallowed, and her pink lips parted slightly.

He looked at her deeply and didn't answer.

The warm lips finally fell on her earlobe.

In the quiet space, there was a "click".

……

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Come out of the bathroom.

Carrying her back to the bed, Wen Yanqi hugged her from behind, and those warm hands fell on her slender waist.

His chest and palms were still hot.

Her cheeks were very hot, her eyes were full of shame, her lips were moist with water, and her tender pink skin made people fantasize about it.

A limp hand rested on his arm, and his head was buried in his chest, drowsy.

He kissed her ear, and a sexy and hoarse voice sounded in her ear, "After returning to China, I will go to the Zhao family in Huaicheng to propose marriage. Let's get engaged first, shall we?"

Hearing these words, Zhao Danya's drowsiness dissipated a lot, and her body stiffened, "Don't be so anxious..."

Wen Yanqi lowered his eyes to look at her, some surging emotions were hidden in those peach blossom eyes, he looked at her and opened his lips for a moment, "When is the right time?"

Zhao Danya's eyes flickered, staggering his gaze at her, "wait for a while."

"why?"

His deep eyes seemed to be sinking, and he suddenly tugged at her heart.

When she fully runs the company, she no longer needs to be afraid of her parents' threats.

"Little uncle and little aunt's wedding hasn't happened yet."

Ambiguous answer, no definite answer given.

Zhao Danya lowered her eyes, her soft voice was very tired, "I'm sleepy, Brother Yanqi."

As he spoke, his little hands grabbed his collar, and sleepy mist appeared in his eyes.

Perhaps because of her pregnancy, Zhao Danya became sleepy very quickly.

When a person sleeps, it is not so peaceful.

Maybe Fu Yuerou talked too much on the phone, Zhao Danya often had nightmares in the middle of the night.

In the dream, her mother held a knife to her neck and forced her to intercede with her grandfather, otherwise she would marry her to save her father.

Every time I wake up, I feel my face mixed with tears or sweat.

I don't know how many times I wet the pillow, and she was extremely sleepy, but she couldn't fall asleep again.

Because no dream is good.

And lying in Wen Yanqi's arms at this moment, she really felt sleepy, a sense of security that she could fall asleep without warning.

The difficulty in Wen Yanqi's eyes did not fade away, she just held back something, kissed the top of her hair, "Good night, Yaya."

Zhao Danya's fingers holding his clothes gradually loosened, and mumbled in a daze, "Good night."

However, when she fell into a deep sleep.

The eyes of the man holding her behind him were full of gloom and coldness.

He trapped the girl in his chest with his big hands, rolled down his thin lips, and kissed the sleeping girl deeply and recklessly.

His breathing gradually became heavier, until Zhao Danya moaned a little out of breath, and then suddenly let go of her lips.

He lowered his head, sucking and chewing on the slightly swollen red lips.

That big warm hand covered her lower abdomen, and Taohua's eyes were full of terrifying possessiveness, like a beast hiding in the dark.

"Yaya, three months apart, have you forgotten what you promised me?"

Didn't you say you won't like anyone else?

Why not keep your word?

The cold light in his eyes flickered away, and although the palm on her lower abdomen was still gentle, violent veins burst out from the back of the hand.

Not only did he go to deal with the housing contract tonight, but he also took her medicine for testing, the ingredients were very simple.

Progesterone to supplement pregnancy hormones.

Wen Yanqi's thin lips parted, bit the tip of her ear as if punishing, and covered her slightly undulating belly with his big hand, "Yaya, whose child is this?"

He lowered his eyes, and his dark eyes fell on the girl's peaceful sleeping face, and the misty and paranoid eyes fell into the coldness of late autumn.