Sweet Wife in My Arms

look.
But when I opened the box, your Dad’s face looked like I was digging his flesh and drinking his blood.
He almost wanted to snatch it from me.
So I could only take it out after he has left.
But it was just a dull painting.
Is this really a national treasure?”

Lu Yi put the painting aside.
The painting was processed so that it was isolated from air, preserving it through time, preventing discoloration.

“Art is priceless.
Just like this painting, it is the wisdom of our ancestors, the essence of our five thousand years of history.
You can’t eat or drink it, but it is precious.”

Yan Huan touched her own face, but Lu Yi’s thick hair on his thighs poked her face.
She plucked a hair and Lu Yi frowned in pain.

It was her fault, but she blamed it on him.
What an illogical girl.

“Mom and Dad want to build a wall,” Yan Huan caressed Lu Yi’s legs softly, as if apologizing for what she did.

She was talking about the wall, but she was also poking his leg; it was quite tingly, and enticing.

“Separating the house into two parts, giving Lu Qin a part, and we’ll never have to see them again,” Yan Huan stood up uncomfortably, and sat back down, then she leaned onto Lu Yi’s arms.
At least there were not much hair there.
But his muscles were pretty hard so it was not comfortable.

This man trained his body into a bundle of muscle as hard as bricks.

Lu Yi was quite aroused by Yan Huan’s actions, and his body was reacting well.
He expertly put his hands into her clothes and grabbed her soft lump.

“It feels… bigger, but the hand feels is as nice as always.”

Yan Huan caught his hand.
She was talking about serious matters, but the boiling hand softened her entire body.
She wanted him to be rougher, to be stronger.

She felt like she had turned naughty, very naughty.

“I haven’t eaten yet…” Yan Huan moaned, her two fair legs were touching each other from time to time.
She was aroused too.
They had been rather harmonious in bed.

Sometimes it might happen several times in a night.
Husband and wife were the closest person to begin with, and the touch of the body combined their soul into one.

“Later,” Lu Yi’s breathing had also changed.
He was like an arrow on the bowstring that was about to let loose.

“When is later?” Yan Huan’s face was red, her heart was beating fast, her voice was almost a moan.

“We’ll see,” Lu Yi stopped her.
He had to focus on his job now.

The delivery guy outside put his hands around his head, as if he had lost his will to live.

Why is he here again? He had been waiting at the door while carrying the take-out for a long time.

Knock knock, he knocked again.
Dude, can you open the door?

The door creaked open.
It was still the man in white bathing robes.
The delivery guy was envious of his body.
Look at that chest, and that arm.
Someone like this was bound to have a six-pack.
Only someone who trained regularly could have such a good body.
He was also a little scared of this man.
Taking a punch from him would be no laughing joke.

“Umm, your take-out,” he carried both bags carefully with shaking hands.