Quick Wear: The soft waist is good at getting pregnant pt.2

Warlord Marshal vs. Pure Female Doctor (59)

Fu Wensheng hugged Jiang Li's waist tightly and greedily sniffed the fragrance of her hair.

Jiang Li, who was making the bed, noticed his movements, straightened up, put her hands on the back of his hands, and turned to look at him.

"Uncle Dai and Aunt Tang, have they all left?"

Fu Wensheng bent down and rested his chin on Jiang Li's shoulder, and nodded: "Yes, they were all sent away."

"That's good. You must be exhausted after working all day. Go take a shower and change your clothes. You reek of alcohol."

As Jiang Li spoke, she raised her hand to cover his face, only to find that Fu Wensheng's face was burning hot.

She was startled and quickly broke free from Fu Wensheng's embrace, turning to look at him: "Why is your face so hot? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Jiang Li held Fu Wensheng's face with a worried look on her face, only to find that his face was flushed and something was wrong no matter how she looked at it.

"Do you have a fever?"

As Jiang Li spoke, she stood on tiptoe to test the temperature of Fu Wensheng's forehead. As soon as she stood on tiptoe, Fu Wensheng clamped her waist and pressed her against his chest.

"Li'er, I feel bad."

Fu Wensheng grabbed Jiang Li's hand. He had drunk quite a bit of wine, and the corners of his eyes were a little red. He looked like a pitiful big puppy, which made Jiang Li feel soft-hearted.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Jiang Li looked at him nervously: "Is your stomach problem coming back again?"

Fu Wensheng shook his head and pulled Jiang Li's hand towards his thin lips: "Here."

Jiang Li: "..."

Okay, okay, you're playing this game, right?
Jiang Li mercilessly exposed his routine: "Then what? You need a kiss to make it better, right?"

Fu Wensheng, who was exposed, didn't blush at all, and nodded and admitted directly: "Yes, I need Li'er to kiss me."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and put his face in front of Jiang Li, taking advantage of his drunkenness to act like a scoundrel to her.

Jiang Li also saw through his intention, and knew that the man would never stop being a rogue, so she kissed his thin lips very perfunctorily.

"Okay, go take a shower, then you can rest."

Jiang Li patted his chest and begged him to take a shower quickly, but Fu Wensheng was just a little drunk, not unconscious, and Jiang Li's little treat could not fool him at all.

"Li'er, that's not enough."

Fu Wensheng firmly embraced Jiang Li's waist and lowered his head to deepen the kiss.

The faint aroma of wine invaded Jiang Li's taste buds. Fu Wensheng gently touched the back of her head, and his strong possessiveness was vented from this kiss.

He bit Jiang Li's lower lip lightly with his teeth. Jiang Li opened her mouth in pain. Fu Wensheng took the opportunity to invade her teeth and licked her attentively and gently.

Jiang Li's earlobes gradually became engorged and turned pink. The room gradually heated up with their passionate kiss, showing the ambiguity everywhere.

"Well--"

The man's kiss went from gentle to more intense. Jiang Li was breathless from his kiss and pounded Fu Wensheng's chest with a whimper.