Translator: asa.s.sin

The two of them gaze at each other face to face . Though neither of them moves, the air becomes hotter all of a sudden .

Zhao Yin looks at Ah Zhao unblinkingly, his voice low and hoa.r.s.e: “Zhao Zhao . ”

Ah Zhao suddenly reaches out her hand and puts her finger on his lips: “Call me Ah Zhao . ”

Zhao Yin is at a loss .

Ah Zhao says softly with a faint blush: “There are many people who call me Zhao Zhao but only you can call me Ah Zhao . ”

Zhao Yin gasps for breath .

He clutches Ah Zhao's waist in his hands abruptly and holds her tightly in his arms when calling her again and again:

“Ah Zhao, Ah Zhao . . . ”

Ah Zhao answers him softly .

She lies on Zhao Yin's chest mildly, the last syllable of her answer soft with a little quiver, not knowing whether it is due to shyness or something else, which almost captivates Zhao Yin .

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He grits his teeth beside her ears: “You are seducing me . ”

Ah Zhao's soft little hand finds Zhao Yin's waist and she laughs naughtily: “Well, couldn't I seduce my husband?”

Zhao Yin can't take it any longer, he bends down and catches her tempting mouth with his .

His hands are occupied as well, which brush against her lapel and get inside her dress .

Ah Zhao gasps for air .

She reaches out her hand in objection: “It's still daytime . ”

Zhao Yin's grip loosens while their lips are still together .

“Do you think of that when you seduced me?”

Ah Zhao shuts up with a guilty conscience .

Zhao Yin squeezes her waist: “You did that on purpose, didn't you?”

Ah Zhao's body turns soft because of that squeeze .

She leans against him and smiles obediently: “I was wrong . Forgive me for this once, husband . ”

Her last syllable goes up, in a seductive way which she isn't aware of .

Zhao Yin's eyes turns darker .

Ah Zhao feels bad about it instinctively . She might have gone too far this time .

Therefore, she makes a prompt decision: “It suddenly occurs to me . . . ”

“It's too late!”

She is carried off the ground, her whole body up in an instant . When she realizes it, she's already in bed .

Zhao Yin's body comes down on hers .

The bed is large, however, at the moment, Ah Zhao feels that the whole s.p.a.ce narrows and she can't catch her breath .

She stutters: “I, I think, in the daytime, we need to cool down . ”

Zhao Yin is on her, helping her take off her phoenix coronet unhurriedly .

There's desire in his eyes . Though his body is already stiff, his movement is neither too fast nor too slow .

“Don't worry about it, Ah Zhao . n.o.body dares to bother us even in the daytime . ”

He helps her take off all kinds of hairpins and ornaments one by one and looks at her silky black hair lying on the bed with satisfaction .

The corners of Ah Zhao's eyes are a little red and her breath a bit shaky .

Zhao Yin has been slow and gentle, however that perfectly normal behavior makes her feel aroused .

His hands are already around her waist .

Zhao Yin stops for a moment .

“Ah Zhao?” He asks a little hesitantly .

Ah Zhao looks up at him .

There isn't any flaw on this man's perfectly handsome face . His normally proud and beautiful eyes now lower and look at her gently with restraint .

Her heart pounds violently .

Then, she holds his hand and takes off the tie around her waist .

Zhao Yin is wild with joy .

He suddenly lowers his head . Leaning on her body, his kisses fall by her ears .

Among those pa.s.sionate and hungry kisses, there are some whispers from him sometimes:

“Ah Zhao, Ah Zhao . . . ”

“I like you so much . ”