At the thought of her previous actions, Su Ningyan's face turned as red as a fully cooked shrimp.
Zhuo Junyue turned her face towards him, "Wife, weren't you quite brave just now?"
"You are not allowed to laugh... not allowed to laugh..."
Ningyan seemed a bit annoyed, suspecting if he was doing this on purpose?
She swung her small fist, aiming at his chest.
Zhuo Junyue swiftly pinned her under him, switching their positions.
He captured her hands, held them above her head and kissed her passionately.
His kiss was intensely passionate, felt like a fierce fire that was about to melt her.
Su Ningyan was completely lost, no match for him.
Zhuo Junyue had quite some experience in undressing her.
In a short while, the clothes of the two were flung to the floor by Zhuo Junyue.
When their passion ran high, Zhuo Junyue got up from Su Ningyan.
The long-unused condom was taken out again.
Su Ningyan panted, "Husband, aren't we not using this anymore?"
