254 Chapter 253 of “Quick Wear: A Delicate Flower Is Hard to Grow (H)”

Making trouble in the wedding room (3)

Shanxi mature vinegar is not comparable to ordinary vinegar in terms of sourness.

Especially the glass of vinegar they gave me had a lot of strange things added to it, like a secret cocktail.

Two people kissing with this cocktail in their mouths cannot swallow it for a minute, and they have to spit it out in the end. They have to make sure that both people have this taste in their mouths.

Pressing his head, Ji Moan was forced to open his mouth and kiss Zhuang Hewei.

A mouthful of old vinegar that numbed the tongue passed from Zhuang Hewei’s mouth to hers. The taste was so weird that Ji Moan wanted to spit it out almost as soon as he swallowed it.

Zhuang Hewei put his hand on her head, and even though he was filled with sour old jealousy, he acted as if nothing was wrong.

In this kiss, apart from the sour feeling of being filled with liquid, Ji Moan didn’t feel any of the usual tingling pleasure.

The two of them were tossed and turned until early in the morning before they finally rested completely.

Ji Mo’an was really embarrassed now. The dress she was wearing had already been replaced by a convenient little skirt, hanging loosely on her body.A series of small red marks were left on the fair skin.

They were all left by Zhuang Hewei when they were just having fun.

She squinted at Zhuang Hewei cleaning the house with a broom, unable to spare her hands to help. After wearing high heels all day today, she felt like her feet were almost out of control.

“Go and wash up first, then go to bed after washing your face.” Zhuang Hewei shouted.

Ji Mo’an sighed softly, resigned himself to his fate, took a shower, and took off his makeup, making his whole body look much fresher.

She lay on the bed, and within a few minutes, Zhuang Hewei followed her.

As soon as his body turned around, Ji Moan curled up on Zhuang Hewei’s chest, rubbed his chest, and shouted softly: “Husband.”

Finally married this man.

Although marriage cannot guarantee the love between two people, and some people say it is the grave of love, it is undeniable that Ji Moan is willing to jump into such a grave.

I was trapped by him alone, tightly, and never let go.

Zhuang Hewei put his arms around her and said enthusiastically: “What’s the matter, wife?”

Ji Mo’an smiled sweetly: “It’s okay, I just called you.”

“Save some strength and wake up later.” He licked Ji Mo’an’s ear and said with a low smile.

Ji Mo’an looked up in surprise: “Aren’t you tired?”

Zhuang Hewei looked at Ji Mo’an in disbelief. At this time, a man cannot say he is tired. No matter how tired he is tonight, he must do what needs to be done.

He didn’t reply, but that action already proved what he was going to do.

The clothes on his body couldn’t stop his hand, and he easily reached deep, kneading the softness on Ji Mo’an’s chest, and teasing her patiently.

After that familiar lust swept over him, Zhuang Hewei suddenly stopped his hand and suddenly said: “Honey, as I said last time, you come to me this time.”

Ji Mo’an’s hand was on his body, and he made a shocking statement. He couldn’t resist it, and his eyes widened in astonishment: “How…how can I fall in love with you?”