Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

His taste and breath were the same as before, unchanged.

From the cautious probing at the beginning to the enthusiasm that followed, Song Nianhe was completely led by Si Moli, without any ability to resist.

"Si Mo...well..."

Her voice was swallowed up by his coefficient.

The red lips were so painful that he sucked them, and he seemed to be pouring all his love into this kiss.

All all.

In the end, Song Nianhe didn't care so much anymore. She hooked her arms around his neck and responded to him eagerly.

Now... how could Si Moli still control himself?

After escaping from death, he survived a catastrophe, and now with his lover in his arms and his beloved wife by his side, he felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

His hands clasped the back of her head, almost as if he wanted to tear her apart and swallow her.

Song Nianhe's lips were red and swollen, his breathing was not smooth, and his brain was severely deprived of oxygen.

"Nianhe, Nianhe..."

He reluctantly pecked her lips again and again.

If possible, he really wanted to do her right here.

It's a pity that there is more than enough ambition but not enough strength.

He has today too.

It doesn't matter, when he recovers...he will regain his glory!

When they separated, their breaths were particularly unstable.

Song Nianhe fell into Si Moli's arms, breathing heavily.

Si Moli also panted heavily.

It was quiet for a while before they calmed down.

"No." Song Nianhe suddenly said, "This won't work."

"Ok?"

"You... you are still injured. How can this be the case?" Song Nianhe said in a low voice, "It is not conducive to the recovery of the body."

Si Moli asked: "What kind?"

She glared at him: "Asking even though you know it!"

He looked innocent, he really didn't understand what she meant.

"Recuperate well, don't think about it, your mind is full of colors." Song Nianhe said, "You can't get it even if you think about it, and you can't do it even if you think about it. If you hold it back, it will be very uncomfortable and hurt your body."

So that’s what she meant...

Only then did Si Moli understand.

"This is beyond my control." Si Moli replied, "I don't want to either, but I just want to."

After pausing for a few seconds, he changed his words again: "That's not right. I think about it too, my body thinks about it, and I think about it in my heart, but if you tell me not to think about it, I can't do it."

Song Nianhe almost fainted from hearing what he was thinking about, and he got involved in it.

"Anyway, if you're fine, don't think about it." Song Nianhe bit her lower lip, "We'll wait until you're discharged from the hospital... then. I won't run away."

She's always there.

There will be a married life in the future.

Seven times a night will do.

Si Moli raised his hand and gently wiped away the remaining water stains on her lips: "I just said, I can't control it."

Song Nianhe was right in front of him, her red lips so close and within easy reach, how could he not be distracted?

My heart and mind are filled with her beauty.

Besides...

"You still responded to me." Si Moli said hoarsely, "Nian He, we have been married for so long, this is the first time you are so enthusiastic, you are just trying to seduce..."

Song Nianhe had quick eyes and quick hands and covered his mouth.

"I didn't!" She denied, "Yes, you took the initiative to kiss me first, and I wasn't even prepared."

"Then when you were ready, you started to seduce me?"

She turned her head and said, "I, I can't control it..."

He loves her and wants her, doesn't she?

She is also a human being and has emotions and desires.

Si Moli's low laughter spread throughout the ward.