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Chapter 385: Chapter 388 Continuing to be dirty in the morning_1
Qiao Duo’er turned her head away, not willing to look at Tan Zhenghong. At this moment, with nothing to shield her body, even her imposing aura seemed diminished.
Tan Zhenghong was not in a hurry. The many days of acclimatizing had taught him where Qiao Duo’er’s no-go zones were.
He teased her tirelessly. The night was still long; he could wait for his wife to surrender.
When she hit a certain threshold, reason dissipated, leaving only instinct behind.
The next second, Qiao Duo’er felt a sharp pain somewhere and bit down on Tan Zhenghong.
Tan Zhenghong was incredibly patient, only ravaging her after she had gotten used to his presence.
It was beautiful, harmonious...
Not knowing how much time had passed, someone was still moving. Qiao Duo’er couldn’t hold on and fell asleep first. Before she drifted off, Qiao Duo’er only wanted to roar in anger, "Weren’t we supposed to do it ten times?"
To have engaged in such activity for so long and not to remember, how embarrassing!
Nevertheless, there would be plenty of future opportunities. She would have to top him next time and make Tan Zhenghong faint!
Tan Zhenghong lowered his head and gave a peck on his wife’s face, ultimately speeding up due to his heartache for her and finished after cleaning them both up.
Then lying back on the bed, he pulled his wife into his arms.
"Wife, I want to make you the happiest woman in the world," Tan Zhenghong said softly but with unwavering determination.
He was grateful that his wife had chosen to stay by his side, to become an ordinary person living an ordinary life. He would not let her down.
They may not be filthy rich, but at least they would be carefree and content.
That night, he felt incredibly satisfied.
The next day, Qiao Duo’er was awakened by Tan Zhenghong’s burning gaze, which she couldn’t ignore even if she tried.
"What time is it?" Qiao Duo’er asked.
Wait, did she really just speak? That voice... was indeed hers, just hoarse from the night before.
Tan Zhenghong shook his head. "I don’t know either, who cares. If you’re still tired, keep sleeping; I’ll stay with you."
"Stop looking at me," Qiao Duo’er closed her eyes again.
Tan Zhenghong moved in even closer. "I’ll watch mine; you sleep yours."
Disturbed by him, Qiao Duo’er couldn’t fall back asleep. Just then, her stomach growled, so she said, "Let’s get up, I’m almost starved to death."
"Wife, I’m hungry too."
Tan Zhenghong shifted his waist, making Qiao Duo’er feel his desire.
Qiao Duo’er couldn’t help but grind her teeth. "Tan Zhenghong, are you really trying to kill me?"
She felt she had been very cooperative the night before, yet she had still been worn out by Tan Zhenghong, which showed how formidable he was.
"I would never want to kill you. I love you, wishing I could be inside you forever, never to part," Tan Zhenghong said with a lascivious smile.
Qiao Duo’er wished she could bleed out of frustration. Inside her all the time... not afraid of wearing himself out to death?
While they were talking, Tan Zhenghong began to get restless again, and Qiao Duo’er rolled her eyes at him: "Pervert!"
Tan Zhenghong chuckled lowly, "I said ten times. You couldn’t handle it after three last night, you still owe me seven. When are you planning to pay me back?"
Qiao Duo’er turned the back of her head to Tan Zhenghong. She was tired and hungry and sore, not in the mood to talk.
"What’s wrong, wife?"
"I feel a bit... sore," Qiao Duo’er said pitifully.
Tan Zhenghong immediately pulled back the blanket. "Let me see, it’s all my fault."
Qiao Duo’er pulled up the blanket, covering herself tightly. "I’ll be fine with some rest, go heat up some water, I want to take a bath."
Tan Zhenghong obeyed immediately. Qiao Duo’er sighed in relief; indeed, acting spoiled with him worked the best.
