[R18] (Quickly wear it) Baby, you are with the wrong person – Chapter 61 of “(Quickly Wear) Baby You Are with the Wrong Person” [English]

☆, Nian Nujiao 28 (High H)

After hearing this, Yao Ji’s face suddenly became red. When she met the man’s deep eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, she was so well-dressed that she seemed to have been completely stripped by him, leaving her naked body exposed in front of his eyes.Although they had been a couple for more than two years, Yao Ji had just given birth and her body had not been exposed to rain and dew for more than half a year. Being watched by Pei Yan like this, her legs became soft and her waist was soft, her big eyes were full of water, and her heart was itching.

She didn’t know what kind of teasing she would face if she took off her clothes.But her slender hands fell on the buttons of her clothes involuntarily, and with a smack between her lips, her skirt fell leisurely to the ground. She untied her clothes as she was told, and with only a light gauze that could barely cover her breasts, she leaned on the couch in the posture in the painting.

Pei Yan walked over and gently took off the jade hairpin from her bun. A head of ink-like black hair fell down, covering most of the beauty’s snow-white back. The tail of her hair brushed on her round buttocks and disappeared into her buttocks.

“That’s great.” Pei Yan looked at it carefully, then nodded with satisfaction and walked behind the easel to start painting.

The painting is actually mostly completed, with only a few details left to be sketched.Pei Yan was blind in the past and had only learned some painting skills before he was eight years old. He was considered a novice in this field. Therefore, when Yao Ji heard that he wanted to learn painting, she gave her careful guidance and followed him in every possible way.

Pei Yan is worthy of the world’s evaluation of his mastery of everything. He learned painting and made rapid progress, but he neither loved landscapes nor was good at flowers and birds, so he devoted himself to the art of painting beauties.As for the thirteen pictures of beauties painted by he, the people painted are all Yao Ji without exception.

There are butterflies fluttering in the flowers, and there are people watching the moon by the bridge. The Yao Ji in the painting is either charming and naive, or elegant… Pei Yan seems to be obsessed with putting the scenery he sees on the tip of his pen, and then engraving it in his heart.Yao Ji still remembers the night after he regained his sight, the wedding night between the two of them, the man brought her crazy and long-lasting love, he wanted her again and again, held her face in his hands, and kissed every inch of her body.Yao Ji was tortured so much that she lay on the bed for several days. After she recovered, her legs were still burning.

She knew what Pei Yan was feeling. How could a person who had been blind for more than ten years not lose his composure in this situation?

So Yao Ji willingly endured the man’s demands, and even took the initiative to hook her neck, shake her butt, and beg the man to fuck her to death.After Pei Yan calmed down and saw the bruises and messes on her body, he naturally felt sorry and regretful. Although he was never so wild again, when he made love, he was a little less gentle and a little more strong than before.

No matter he is gentle or strong, Yao Ji likes them all.Therefore, Pei Yan’s pictures of beauties become more and more fragrant as he draws them. From bathing in the water to undressing under the moon, Yao Ji obeys them one by one.The man would even ask her to spread her legs and expose her little pussy for him to trace carefully. When the love gets more intense, he would insert her into her and fuck her while painting.The beautiful pictures created in this way may make people unable to control themselves and lose their composure on the spot just by taking one look at them.

But how could Pei Yan let anyone see this picture of his beloved wife? Every picture of a beautiful woman was carefully stored away by him, and he would only take it out to enjoy with Yao Ji when he felt like it. The beauty in the picture had a pink face, and his beloved wife underneath him was screaming repeatedly, with bursts of wetness, and it was a romantic and happy picture.

Pei Yan has been abstinent for more than half a year now, and has not eaten meat for several months. How can he endure it anymore?The penis between the crotch was already as hard as iron. If he didn’t still have the desire to play with Yao Ji, he would have immediately lifted up the hem of his robe and penetrated the tender ecstasy hole.So while he was painting, he roamed Yao Ji’s body with his deep and burning eyes. The girl’s jade-white body glowed with a delicate pink color, making her look even more moving and stunning.

The man occasionally said slowly and calmly: “Spread your legs further”, “Expose your pussy”, “Touch your breasts, um… be good, and play with your nipples. You don’t need to use too much force, just two fingers are enough”… A warm and jade-like voice sounded from time to time, and the commands he gave became more and more lewd.

Yao Jijiao gasped and played with herself as she was told, and her butt was already wet, “Husband…” Her breath was unsteady, and her voice was filled with the charming charm of emotion, “But, it’s better…”

“What did Yaoyao say?” Pei Yan put down the wolf hair and deliberately pretended to be confused.

Yao Ji knew that he had to say it herself, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the sweet moan in her voice seemed to be broken in the air: “Have you finished your husband’s painting? Yaoyao… Yaoyao can’t help it anymore, please ask your husband,” she paused slightly, bit her cherry lips and said shyly, “Fuck Yaoyao’s little cunt.”

Pei Yan shook his head: “Although this painting is almost completed, it only lacks a little charm.”

“What…what kind of charm.”

“People are paintings, paintings are people. Only when people and paintings are integrated can we get the true flavor of the painting.” Pei Yan stood up, put down the cinnabar-soaked wolf hair in his hand, picked up a sapphire purple hair with a thicker brush body, licked it in the wash, curled his lips and smiled, “I feel something in my heart, and I want to write on the lady.”