Married and Obedient to the Husband

"Come in." Ye Wuchang thought that Yan Mo would not talk to him anymore, and was thinking about how to settle the score with Lian Yue, when Yan Mo suddenly opened the door.

Ye Wuchang was a little flattered, but he quickly entered the door, for fear that Yanmo would regret it again.

"Go to sleep." Yanmo's voice was calm, and Ye Wuchang's heart became more and more uncertain.

Is his Mo'er angry or not?Ye Wuchang pondered what Yan Mo meant, and walked towards the bed slowly, Yan Mo looked at Ye Wuchang calmly.

"What's your relationship with Lian Yue?"

"Normal subordinate-subordinate relationship." Ye Wuchang sat upright and accepted Yan Mo's interrogation, with a thin layer of sweat unconsciously forming on his palms.

Seeing Ye Wuchang's nervous appearance, Yanmo couldn't help smiling, but when he thought of their conversation outside just now, he felt angry and felt uncomfortable no matter what.

"You seem to have a good relationship." Yan Mo lowered his eyes, his butterfly-like eyelashes trembled, and then cast a thick shadow, the expression in his eyes was covered.

Ye Wuchang was terrified by Yan Mo's quiet appearance, sometimes he really hoped that his Mo'er could scold him, or fight him when he was upset, but such a cold The character that was suppressed in his heart really left him speechless.

"Mo'er, I don't have a good relationship with him at all. Really, I don't like old men." Ye Wuchang's sincere expression almost swears with his hands.

"I'm also very old." Yanmo was not happy because of Ye Wuchang's words, but as if he suddenly thought of something, his fingers crossed his face, and he became depressed again.

Ever since Yanmo became pregnant, her emotions seemed to have been very strange, with ups and downs, sometimes melancholy and sometimes sad, men also have pregnancy reactions?

Ye Wuchang drew countless question marks in his heart.

But Yanmo's expression was very strange, and Ye Wuchang didn't have the guts to ask questions. He was definitely not a strict wife, absolutely not, but when did the fear of his wife start?

Ye Wuchang tried desperately to think.

Then with a snap, Yan Mo suddenly stood up, the armrest on his right was crushed, Ye Wuchang felt the murderous aura on Yan Mo's body, and immediately woke up.

"Mo'er, don't be angry, it's not good for the child in your stomach." Ye Wuchang hurriedly persuaded Yanmo.

Yanmo looked at Ye Wuchang coldly, "I like you."

"what?"

"I like you."

Yan Mo said solemnly, with a very serious expression.

Ye Wuchang sighed, and said helplessly: "Mo'er, although I am very moved after hearing this, I think you must have been stimulated by Lian Yue..."

"I said I like you." With a bang, the vase not far from Yanmo shattered, smashing all over the floor.

Under the light of the candle, the expression on Yan Mo's face shone with an obscure brilliance, Yan Mo suddenly reached out to untie his belt, and took off the clothes on his body one by one.

"Let's do it." Yanmo was suddenly so cheerful and generous, but Ye Wuchang felt a little cramped.

"Mo'er. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, do you want to do it or not?" Yan Mo stared at Ye Wuchang fiercely, and said angrily. In fact, he took the initiative to ask for sex in front of Ye Wuchang. He was too ashamed, so Yan Mo simply threw it out, with a look of indifference, but in fact he was more nervous than anyone else.

The ambiguous and constant relationship between Ye Wuchang and Lian Yue made Yan Mo feel at ease after seeing it, especially Lian Yue's incomparably bold rhetoric today angered Yan Mo even more.

Everyone is warlike in their bones, and Yanmo is no exception in the deserted environment, especially when Lianyue said that he was cold and rigid on the bed, he felt even more annoyed.

Is he really rigid?Yanmo couldn't help but start thinking about this question, it seemed that Ye Wuchang took the initiative every time, and then he himself passively endured it.

Yanmo thought about it for a long time, and it seemed to be such a reason.

However, he is cold by nature, and if he were to treat Ye Wuchang with enthusiasm like a fire, he really couldn't hold back that face.

Yan Mo looked at Ye Wuchang's expression became more and more uncertain, Ye Wuchang thought about Yan Mo's expression in his heart, and secretly squeezed his sweat.

"Mo'er, are we really going to do it?" Ye Wuchang asked uncertainly, because Yan Mo's performance today was too abnormal.

"En." Yanmo hesitated for a moment, then hummed firmly, "Of course."

Yan Mo leaned down, his black and slender hair fell on Ye Wuchang's face with his movements, the two looked at each other at close range, Yan Mo leaned over and kissed Ye Wuchang's lips.

Ye Wuchang frowned, is this also called a kiss?

I really don't know how Mo'er's previous girlfriend taught people, it was really bad, Ye Wuchang despised that person from the bottom of his heart, Yan Mo really couldn't kiss, he just leaned forward and put Ye Wuchang's lips on lips, It seemed that something was missing, so he took Ye Wuchang's lips and sucked gently.

The numbness on his lips made Ye Wuchang's heart rippling, and the hair on his cheeks made him itchy. He always felt that such a small taste was not enough, so he raised his eyebrows and waited for Yan Mo's deep penetration.

However, Yanmo just sucked a few times like this, and then turned his head away with a blushing face, not looking at him awkwardly.

Looking carefully like this, Yanmo's ears turned red. Such a shy person suddenly took the initiative, and Ye Wuchang understood after thinking about it. The stimulation of Lianyue today probably had an effect, Yanmo really was stimulated.

No wonder it smells like old vinegar.

Thinking of this, Ye Wuchang was in a good mood, stretched out his arms, pulled Yanmo over, hugged Yanmo in his arms, and smiled, "That's also called a kiss, let me teach you as my husband."

Ye Wuchang's kiss was gentle, he opened his mouth to hold Yan Mo's lips, and then the tip of his tongue traced the shape of Yan Mo's lips, Ye Wuchang kissed deeply, but did not notice that Yan Mo's face was getting worse and worse.

Ye Wuchang continued to guide Yanmo to kiss him passionately, lifted Yanmo's jaw with one hand, stuck his tongue in again, hooked Yanmo's tongue and kissed passionately.

Although Yan Mo's face was changing, his hands seemed to have no bones, and they began to walk on Ye Wuchang's chest, on the strong chest, and those mischievous hands gave Ye Wuchang a feeling like an electric shock.

It felt like ants were crawling on it, making his heart itch.

There is an urge to overturn the person on him, and then press down on him hard, rubbing him a few times.

Yanmo buried his head in Ye Wuchang's chest, his voice was as low as the sound of a piano, with a bit of inexplicable excitement, "Wuchang, let me serve you, okay?"

Ye Wuchang felt like a dream, as if in a trance, it was an exciting dream.

Ye Wuchang was oblivious to himself, but he didn't notice the dark and indiscernible expression in Yanmo's eyes. If you look carefully, the smile on the corner of Yanmo's mouth is a bit chilling.

"Mo'er, I really have nothing to do with Lian Yue." It was necessary for Ye Wuchang to explain this matter carefully.Immediately Ye Wuchang curled the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "If Mo'er is willing to serve me, I am of course willing to accompany you, Mr. Xiang."

The ending sound was blocked by Yan Mo's lips, this time Yan Mo bit down hard, Ye Wuchang only felt a stabbing pain on his lips, and then the skin broke.

Yanmo pressed his lips against Ye Wuchang, not allowing him to speak, and with the other hand, he untied Ye Wuchang's belt, and his fingers slipped into his chest. Ye Wuchang felt the itching from his chest, which brought him a feeling of helplessness. The strange feeling of speaking, every time the hand swam over a part of his body, a burst of electric current would be generated, which stimulated his whole body to heat up, and he had the urge to instantly overturn the person on his body and press it down hard .

Yanmo is not skilled in technology, he is not very obsessed with sex, if it is not for Ye Wuchang's frequent demands, it is possible for Yanmo to be pure and ascetic for a lifetime.

But it was this kind of jerky that aroused the beast in Ye Wuchang's heart. This man who was very jerky in love affairs had once been under him, stripped naked, and looked young.

As soon as he thought of it, a numbness rushed up in his lower abdomen, and Ye Wuchang's whole body became hot, and the fire was instantly ignited, and then formed a prairie fire in his body.

"Mo'er." Ye Wuchang's throat moved, and he hugged Yan Mo deeply, rubbing his erection against Yan Mo's buttocks.

This courtship gesture couldn't be more obvious, obviously Ye Wuchang couldn't help it.

Yan Mo raised his eyes and stared at Ye Wuchang, and suddenly smiled brightly, "Why? Can't help it?" Ye Wuchang nodded, he is not a saint, and his Mo'er is so tempting and active, so naturally I can't stand it anymore.

But after seeing Ye Wuchang nodded subconsciously, Yanmo's expression suddenly changed again, the light in his eyes was clear and cold, there was no trace of lust, he just said coldly: "You are willing, but I am not willing to do it."

As he spoke, he pushed Ye Wuchang away angrily, stood up, stared blankly at the robe, and looked up at the moon in the sky, "It's getting late outside, please go back and rest earlier, Master."

Ye Wuchang stared blankly at Yan Mo, his body swelled up uncomfortably, all of this was provoked by Yan Mo, but after he lit the fire, he suddenly let go of it.