Mu Hanzhang wouldn't let himself be fooled. He squinted and thought for a moment. "I know even if you don't say it."
"What?" Jing Shao looked at Mu Hanzhang, who had a mischievous expression in his eyes, like a cat who had done something wrong, and his heart simply felt even itchier.
"You must have told your father that you can't have intercourse, so if you took any more concubines, you would lose face," Mu Hanzhang said softly in his ear.
"..." Jing Shao was stunned for a moment, before he narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Are you doubting me?"
"I was just guessing... ah..." Before Mu Hanzhang finished speaking, his clothes were pulled open roughly, and there was suddenly a warm pressure on his chest, along with a twinge of pain. This was followed by unspeakable pleasure which forced him to moan in a low voice.
Jing Shao released the poor little thing from his mouth and pressed the hands of the person who was struggling under him above his head. "Whether or not Benwang is able to have intercourse, I shall now let you verify it personally."
"Don't make trouble. I'm going to see Brother Zhou this afternoon, wu..." Mu Hanzhang saw that Jing Shao was serious and couldn't help but want to shrink back, but the person on top of him obviously didn't intend to let him go.
Whether or not his Wang Fei could confirm his capabilities in intercourse, Jing Shao insisted on proving himself, and a good afternoon siesta was thus spent in torment.
"Wu... slow... slower... ah..." Mu Hanzhang gripped his pillow tightly, and was forced to throw his head back from the fierce thrusts of the man above him. With his two slender legs around Jing Shao's waist, he trembled uncontrollably.
Jing Shao slowed down, then moved up a little to kiss Mu Hanzhang on his slightly parted lips. Letting the other man catch his breath, he then slowly pulled out so that only the tip was at Mu Hanzhang's entrance, before he suddenly thrust in all the way.
Mu Hanzhang grabbed the bedsheets. Every time Jing Shao entered his body, he would twitch uncontrollably. The feeling was so intense that his cries became soundless. After repeating these long strokes a dozen or more times, Jing Shao resumed his rapid rhythm from before.
This switch between a fast and slow pace forced that pair of beautiful eyes to tear up. The man in his arms was still shuddering from an orgasm as Jing Shao kissed away the tears that escaped his eyes and caressed his hair gently over and over again. The two of them were immersed in the wonderful afterglow, and only returned to their senses after a long time.
"What do you think? Aren't I very capable?" Jing Shao smiled and nibbled on Mu Hanzhang's elegant collarbone.
Mu Hanzhang glared at him and had no intention of answering. At this moment, no matter what he said, Jing Shao would use it as an excuse to do it again.
Although Mu Hanzhang's glare was sharp, Jing Shao didn't sense any deterrence in those slightly red eyes. Pleased with himself, Jing Shao smiled and slowly retreated.
"En..." Mu Hanzhang frowned and sighed. "What's going on? Can you say it now?"
Jing Shao lay down on his side and hugged the man in his arms with a smile. "You see, you should have just kissed me in the beginning to save us all this energy." Saying that, he reached out and patted Mu Hanzhang's smooth and plump butt.
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The Wife Is First / 妻为上 (You Own My All)
Narrativa StoricaNOT BY ME. JUST FOR OFFLINE VIEWING♥️ All credits go to the original authors and translators. ** DESCRIPTION: The wife is first, the country is second, and the husband is of lesser importance. All of his life was spent riding a war horse and accomp...