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    After getting out of the attic, Yan Liang just remembered that his little wife was still waiting in the room, so why bother wasting his time here.

    He straightened his clothes and went back to the bedroom.

    ¡°Madam, I¡¯ve kept you waiting for a long time.¡±

    Yan Liang pushed the door open and a warm breeze blew in.

    It is late winter and early spring outside the door, and the night air is cold, but inside the house there is a roaring fire and a warm atmosphere.

    The sandalwood in the cauldron curled up, and the room was filled with fragrance. The warm spring floral atmosphere immediately swept away the previous unhappiness and lifted Yan Liang's spirit.

    When the door was closed, Yan Liang suddenly heard the sound of gurgling water coming from the inner room.

    Yan Liangliang walked into the inner room slowly with curiosity. When he turned around the carved screen, he couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air and his eyes suddenly opened wide.

    In the house full of spring, the mist is lingering, and a beautiful figure is swaying in the mist.

    Through the hazy mist, Huang Yueying was lying naked in the large wooden basin, enjoying the comfort of bathing.

    It seemed that because of the sound of the water, she didn't hear the sound of Yan Liang coming in. She was still scrubbing her body with her back to him, humming an unknown ditty in her mouth.

    Although Huang Yueying was already Yan Liang's wife and her entire body belonged to him, it was still the first time for him to see her bathing with his own eyes.

    This unique charm made Yan Liangliang shocked, and he subconsciously kept silent, admiring it with malicious intent.

    Huang Yueying was completely unaware, her lotus-like arms were rising and falling, caressing her smooth jade neck and shoulders, every move she made was charming.

    Under the fumigation of water vapor, her already snowy skin became even more translucent, as if it could be broken by a blow.

    Yan Liang was "peeping" from the side, and the fire in his heart was gradually ignited by his wife.

    Just when her heart was beating, Huang Yueying seemed to have finished taking a bath, and with a "swish" sound, she stood up from the bathtub.

    She had no idea that Yan Liang was right next to her. She stood up from the water calmly, completely naked, and showed her entire body to Yan Liang.

    From top to bottom, from the proud snow-capped peaks to the secluded flowers, that slim and graceful figure faced Yan Liang naturally.

    The brought up bath water slides from the pink and white fragrant neck, flows through the ravine between the two peaks, crosses the flat hinterland, and finally converges to the winding path leading to the secluded place, and then flows like a broken bead.  He fell plumply into the bathtub.

    Seeing his wife's charming spring scene, Yan Liang was stunned, and he felt a blood-curdling impulse.

    He swallowed secretly, his ball-like Adam's apple squirming violently.

    Huang Yueying was still unaware and stepped out of the bathtub as if no one else was watching, trying to wipe away the water stains on her body.

    When she raised her legs and stepped forward, the towering snow peaks trembled majestically. When the ditches moved, the secluded forest and spring house became even more looming.

    At this moment, the flame in Yan Liang's heart suddenly burst into flames.

    Under Yan Liang's gaze, Huang Yueying walked to the couch, picked up the towel and wiped the water drops on her body.

    Yan Liang¡¯s heart beat wildly at the sight of his wife¡¯s every gesture and every move she made.

    After Huang Yueying wiped her body clean, she wrapped herself in a thin gauze garment. Under the fumigation of the water mist, the thin garment seemed translucent. How could she cover her snow-like skin.

    The gracefulness under the tulle is looming, and it is unscrupulously provoking Yan Liang.

    When he saw this, Yan Liang couldn't hold back anymore. He took a few steps forward and hugged Huang Yueying from behind.

    Huang Yueying was startled, and struggled with her instinctive desire. When she saw it was Yan Liang, she breathed a sigh of relief, and a blush flashed across her face.

    "Husband, when did you come in? Why didn't you say anything?" She complained delicately.

    "I came in a long time ago and saw Madam taking a bath, so I couldn't bear to disturb Madam's pleasure."

    Yan Liang smiled and while speaking, his hands were restlessly roaming around her body.

    Huang Yueying was shocked again, and said embarrassedly: "The ugly appearance I just showed has been seen by my husband. I am so ashamed that I will die of embarrassment."

    In just a moment, her moist face was as red as a cloud.

    Yan Liang kissed her and said, "You are my wife, there is nothing to be ashamed of. Besides, madam, you looked just like a beauty out of her bath. You are really beautiful."

    Huang YueYing praised his sweet words, feeling ashamed and happy at the same time, she pursed her lips and smiled lightly.

    Yan Liang hugged her to the bed and asked with a smile: "Madam, you haven't bathed in the morning or in the evening, but why did you choose to bathe today?"

    He was asking questions knowingly and deliberately teasing her.

    Huang Yueying looked shy and did not dare to look at him. She only said in a low voice: "I think about your husband's hard work, so I want to clean myself up and have a good"

    She hesitated to say the next words, as if it was difficult to say them.

    "What's good?" Yan Liang pressed him.

    ¡°¡­be good¡­serve your husband¡­¡±

    Huang Yueying hesitated for a long time, and squeezed out four words between her teeth.

    In the hall, his wife, who was usually dignified and elegant, did not expect to be able to say such extravagant words. Yan's conscience was greatly moved, and he secretly thought that he had really married a good wife who could go out of the hall and into the bedroom.

    At this time, Huang Yueying's tender neck was slightly raised, her face was flushed like fire, her breath was gradually rising, and every trace of her was full of seductive aura.

    Faced with such an alluring beauty of his wife, Yan Liang could not control himself.

    He took off his thin clothes in a few moments, and like a hungry wolf, he pounced on the weak lamb in front of him.

    Huang Yueying hummed softly, leaning slightly to cater to her husband's comfort.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but the two of them hugged each other and rolled into the quilt.

    Those hands, like the claws of a giant dragon, wantonly toyed with the black pearl-like peak stone on the top of the snow mountain.

    The wife beneath her body was panting and moaning to express her intoxicated mood.

    After several twists and turns, she is no longer a green fruit and can only passively let her husband pick it.

    Now her arms and legs are like snakes, tightly wrapped around her husband's solid body, as if they want to pull her into her body and melt the two into one.

    His wife¡¯s catering aroused Yan Liang¡¯s male nature.

    After soothing him several times, he took a deep breath, and the dragon, like lacquer, roared, passed through the misty and rainy cave, and reached the sacred place where life is nurtured.

    At that moment, the hostess there couldn't help but let out a long gasp.

    It feels like pain but not pain, it feels like being drunk but not drunk.

    Huang Yueying bit her red lips tightly, hugged Yan Liang's shoulders with both hands, and dug her nails deeply into his skin, leaving deep marks.

    Yan Liang felt pain, but the pain made him even more excited.

    Stimulated by this, he was like an angry lion, unstoppable, galloping to his heart's content on the territory that belonged to him.

    Huang Yueying is already drunk, forgetting to enjoy the joy of Wushan, the rapid clouds and rain.

    The gasping sounds of men and women echoed in the spring-filled room.

    After a long time, only a beast-like roar was heard, and the turbulent conquest began to end.

    Yan Liang, who was lying behind her, lay helplessly on his wife's body.

    Huang Yueying also seemed to have lost all her strength, hugging her husband tightly and panting.

    The beads of sweat gathered in the places where their skins touched, like glue, tightly sticking their bodies together.

    The couple just hugged each other and fell asleep unconsciously.

    The moonlight is like milk, passing through the cracks in the window, and the tiny spots of light are dripping on the two bodies hugging each other tightly.

    The night is deeper.
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