QST(H) I: The Delicate Flowers are Hard to Grow [快穿之娇花难养]

Republic of China Prostitute x Chaebol's Second Young Master (17)

Soon, Liu Zi moved to Yong'an Road, which Wu Weilun had mention before.

Although it is also a small bungalow, it is far from the previous luxury and extravagance. It is just a very simple bungalow that can only accommodate two people at most.

Wu Weilun also followed Liu Zi on the first day, and never came after she settled down.

Everyone who knows that Liu Zi is being taken care of by Wu Weilun thinks that Liu Zi has completely fallen out of favor. Wu Weilun has always been generous to his female partner, and it is not incomprehensible to arrange a bungalow for her.

Liu Zi still went to work at the newspaper office as usual, as if she and Wu Weilun had become two independent individuals, no one affected each other, and they were separated from each other without worry.

Late at night.

The door of the room clicked, and Liu Zi was leaning against the bed with the light on, she rubbed her eyes sleepily with her black hair scattered behind.

Wu Weilun walked in from the outside in a dusty suit, took off his hat, took off his clothes and put them on the shelf aside, and glanced at Liu Zi: "Woke you up?"

Liu Zi lifted the quilt and stood up, approached Wu Weilun, picked up the pajamas on the side, and handed it to him, "No."

Wu Weilun changed into his pajamas graciously, embraced Liu Zi from behind, put his chin on her shoulders, and sighed, "Rest."

Liu Zi frowned slightly. She could smell the strong scent of cigarettes on Wu Weilun's body, as well as a little alcohol. Obviously he had just come out of a party.

She broke away from Wu Weilun's embrace, walked outside, and returned with a glass of milk in her hand.

"Drink a little before going to sleep."

Wu Weilun smiled, took the milk and drank it in one fell swoop.

Wiping his mouth, he took Liu Zi's hand, hugged her and went to bed to lay down.

Liu Zi leaned on his arm and put her hand on his chest. "Is it hard?" He came fewer and fewer times, and every time he was exhausted. She can only get some news from the newspaper. For example, foreigners and Wu's family are not in agreement on arms.

Wu Weilun suddenly lowered his head, took out the hand held down by Liu Zi, looked at her with a smile, and suddenly squeezed her face with his hands, and then smiled and let go until it became crumpled.

"You don't have to worry about these things, leave them to me." He is still a bit macho, unwilling to let Liu Zi think about it.

Liu Zi's face was a bit sore, she touched her face with her hand, her voice became colder: "Are you looking down on women?"

With this hat buttoned down, there may be no way to soften the fragrance tonight. The more they get along, the better Wu Weilun knows that Liu Zi is a high-spirited person and a good face.

"Women in our house can hold up half the sky, right." Wu Weilun stared at her seriously.

Liu Zi sat up straight, squinting at him.

Wu Weilun's mind moved, and his gaze stopped on her body, and slowly moved down to the pair of slender legs. Suddenly, he raised Liu Zi's waist and asked her to straddle his waist.

"In our house, the woman belongs here."

This rascal!

If this posture is not so ambiguous, Liu Zi can still understand this sentence from normal words. Now let her sit on him, with only naked hints.

He touched her buttocks with one hand, and swayed one hand around her waist, looking at her enthusiastically, the restless thing in his lower abdomen, eagerly upturned, and set up a small tent.

The two hadn't been intimate for a long time. Originally, he had been busy for half a month, and he happened to catch up with her period. It has been almost a full month, and they didn't even see each other.

"The woman in our family, can move by herself this time?" Wu Weilun rubbed Liu Zi's back, got up slightly, leaned against the bed, and looked at her.

Liu Zi didn't say a word, and told him her choice with practical actions.

She bit her lip, seemingly ashamed, and hesitated to take off the silk nightdress on her body. The white skin rushed into Wu Weilun's eyes, and the two white rabbits on her chest swayed tremblingly, and the pink nipples were like fruit waiting to be picked.

She took the initiative to kiss his cheek, from forehead to lips, all covered with her saliva. She brushed her lips, Wu Weilun opened his mouth, bit her lip, the clever tongue tightly trapped the small tongue, and kept licking it, as if to suck the roots of her tongue.

Liu Zi snorted and placed his hand on his back like a scratch. The body leaned forward a bit, and the upper body was completely controlled by Wu Weilun.

His hand touched her chest, heavy and ligh, and his fingers continued to circle the edge of the small nipple, so that the nipple changed from a soft state to a fruit-like firmness.

Liu Zi was softened by him, and her nipple was itchy, and the flower hole became wet, and she could feel the moistness through her panties.

Suddenly, she bit Wu Weilun's tongue. Wu Weilun retracted his tightly wounded tongue in pain, and looked at her with his eyebrows twisted.

She licked her lips and sat on him panting.

Slowly, she lowered her body like revenge, and slid her lips and tongue on the crimson nipples, and swept around the nipples maliciously just like Wu Weilun did to her, just not licking the most prominent point of the nipple.

Wu Weilun's body was tight, and suddenly he reached out and pressed Liu Zi's head. Liu Zi was caught off guard, and her lips slammed into hid chest.

"Hmm..." Wu Weilun raised his head and sighed.

Although the pain was a little bit knocked by the teeth, the itching on the nipple was finally relieved.