Han yichu was anxious to understand Huang qingwu's feelings because she felt a lot of uneasiness in her heart. She wanted to understand her heart, but she was not in a hurry to have her.
However, han yichu couldn't take it when Huang qingwu said that. She was so upset that her whole body was shrouded in darkness.
Since she wanted it, he would give it to her.
She was right. He was her husband, and he had not fulfilled his duty for so long.
She didn't understand how much self-control was needed to be unmoved when he hugged her at night.
A man's passion was sometimes very strong. He would let his wife see if he really wanted her.
Han yichu's whole body was emitting a dark cold air, and the dark light in his eyes was getting darker and darker.
He carried Huang qingwu to the bed with all his might. The half-hug and half-throw movement made Huang qingwu sway on the bed.
The bed was very soft, and Huang qingwu swayed a few times, feeling a little dizzy.
