Female Supreme: I have loved you for thousands of years

Luo Shu took a deep breath, then grabbed his hand and pulled him into his arms.

He Qing was startled, and then looked at her with some confusion: "What's wrong, wife?"

Luo Shu put his chin on his shoulder and put his hands tightly around his waist: "A Qing, I miss you." Then he suddenly thought of a poem: "Building a temple on a high mountain is still too low, sitting face to face with you and still thinking of you."

He Qing felt sweet in his heart, and then he tilted his head and looked at her: "Wife, Qing'er misses you too."

Luo Shu smiled and pecked his mouth.

He Qing didn't react at first. After he reacted, he just smiled at her softly, with a hint of unintentional shyness.

Seeing that he didn't resist much, Luo Shu turned him over and kissed him again.

What started out as a gentle and lingering flow gradually became a turbulent mess.

Luo Shu kept pressing the person into his arms, as if he wanted to merge the two into one.

He Qing's eyes were gradually filled with mist.

He was already completely weak and powerless, and at this moment he could only rely on her to hold him tightly. If she let go of him all of a sudden, he would definitely fall into the water.

He knew that his wife was missing him very much, so he put his arms tightly around her neck and responded accordingly.

If he knew how he sensed it, it was because their daily kissing had enabled him to develop this skill.

He could sense his wife's emotions from her kiss.

Gradually, simple kisses could no longer satisfy her.

Luo Shu took advantage of the fact that his perception was not as sensitive in the water and secretly untied the bag of his clothes.

She kissed his Adam's apple.

Then she rubbed the tip of his nose again.

Then she sucked his white neck.

At this moment, He Qing suddenly realized that his clothes had been undone without him noticing.

He instinctively took his hands off her neck, then clutched his clothes tightly, not daring to look up at her.

Luo Shu pressed against his forehead and coaxed him softly, "Good Ah Qing, dear Qing'er, do you still remember what happened on the night of the wedding consummation?"

He Qing's heartbeat suddenly slowed down, but he still said "hmm" in an inaudible voice.

Luo Shu kissed his eyelashes, which fluttered like butterfly wings, to comfort him.

"Well, is that okay?"

He Qing felt very nervous when he heard her somewhat hoarse voice, but he still nodded.

After getting the reply, Luo Shu kissed him again, but was pushed away by him.

Luo Shu stopped and looked at him with some confusion.

He Qing lowered his head, his voice quieter than the sound of a mosquito: "Can we go to bed?"

Although the voice was low, Luo Shu still heard it clearly.

Then He Qing was carried out of the pool by him.

The martial arts she had practiced before had internal energy, so she raised her hand and mobilized her internal energy to dry the water stains on the two people's bodies.

After drying, Luo Shu began to slowly savor her long-lost favorite.

The mountain road has many bends.

I have sung these eighteen folk songs countless times.

But no matter how winding the road is, it becomes less tiring under her gentleness.

This time, Luo Shu did not lose control like last time, but instead kept some restraint.

After all, I have been a vegetarian for so long, and now it is difficult to stop eating meat.

But this time was different. She missed him more and just wanted to love him well. She wanted to comfort her unsettled emotions through these intimate contacts.

So if he frowned slightly, she would stop.

This time, He Qing's heart actually went up and down, and the looseness and tightness made it even more uncomfortable.

The mountain road is really winding.

Finally, he was so uncomfortable that he had to ask her to carry him on her back, which allowed him to reach orgasm smoothly.

Although he really didn't like turning his back on her.

Ever since Xiaoxiao was born, He Qing always exudes a strong milky scent, especially when he is sweating.

Luo Shu loves this taste very much.

Seeing her putting her face against his despite her sweat, he pushed her away: "Wife, it's dirty. Qing'er, go wash it and you can rest on me."

Luo Shu thought that he must be uncomfortable because of the stickiness all over his body, so he carried him to the hot spring pool to help him get some relief.

He Qing entered the hot spring pool again, and the fatigue in his body was indeed relieved a lot.

The two of them soaked for a while, and Luo Shu leaned on him and said in a muffled voice: "A Qing, I'm sick."

He Qing was stunned for a moment, then he remembered the skin hunger syndrome that his wife had told him before, so he hugged her tightly and pressed himself closer to her: "Wife, is this better?"

Luo Shu's voice was still weak: "Yeah." But thinking that the two of them couldn't stay in the water forever, he suggested going up.

After Luo Shu dried the water off their bodies again, they lay on the bed hugging each other.

So there was the next scene.

Luo Shu held the person in his arms, kissing him here and there from time to time, or touching him here and there.

He Qing's face turned red and he was panting. His body's reaction was obviously hilarious.

Luo Shu didn't just care about himself, he would help him solve problems from time to time.

He Qing always curled up her toes because of embarrassment.

He felt that this was even more embarrassing than performing the Zhougong ritual.

But he couldn't refuse.

His wife is ill now, and he is the only one who can cure her, so he has to bear with it.

And most of the time, her touch made him happy.

Although Luo Shu got a lot of benefits from this, she definitely did not take advantage of it.

She is really sick.

She had never had a lover before, so she had never been sick, and she had never been aware of it.

It was not until she confirmed her feelings for Aqing that she slowly discovered it.

She really sucked him, to the point where she wanted to suck him all the time, especially when she was having an attack.

Under normal circumstances, she can control it.

Today her longing suddenly flooded her mind, and she could no longer control the illness.

But this warm moment came to an abrupt end with Xiaoxiao's loud cry.

The two of them quickly slipped out of the space to check.

Xiaoxiao is a very well-behaved and quiet child. Normally, she won’t cry. But once she cries, there must be something going on.

Sure enough, Xiaoxiao needed a diaper change.

I changed her diaper, cleaned her, fed her, and then coaxed her to sleep again.

After some tossing and turning, the two fell on the bed and fell asleep in each other's arms.