Love after Marriage

NUMBNESS

The man answered irrelevantly and said, "Your face is so red."

　　Wen Qian didn't hear it. She closed her slightly narrowed eyes again and turned over to continue sleeping.

　　The man in the dream suddenly became gentle, lifted her up gently, and placed her on the cabinet against the wall.

　　Her feet were suspended in the air, her slender hands subconsciously resting on his shoulders, and when she lowered her eyelids to look at something, her chin was grabbed by him again and lifted up.

　　This time the kiss was neither fierce nor painful, it was even very gentle, and the voice was full of desire, "Be good, open your mouth."

　　In the dream, Wen Qian opened her mouth as she was told, and her pink tongue tip was held in her mouth. It didn't hurt, but it was a little itchy.

　　Electricity flowed out from unknown sources, spreading throughout her body in the blink of an eye. She couldn't help but shiver, and her high heels fell to the ground, with her toes curled up and clenched.

　　The tingling sensation came over me like a tide, and my fingers began to tremble.

　　Wen Qian subconsciously reached out to grab something, but this time she didn't grab the man's broad shoulders. Instead, they felt hard, angular, and with sharp lines. She could even feel them wriggling faintly.

　　A person's shoulder can't move like that, what is it?

　　Wen Qian was daydreaming in a state of half-asleep and half-awake.

　　Suddenly, a beam of light shone in, making it harder for her to open her eyes. She reached out to pull the quilt, grabbed it and pulled hard, but it didn't move.

　　She pouted, "Who on earth is pressing my quilt?"

　　As she spoke, she opened her eyes in dissatisfaction. At first, the light and shadow were too glaring and she could not see anything clearly. After gradually getting used to it, her pupils focused and she could see the appearance of the person in front of her clearly.

　He has a clear and handsome face, angular facial contours, and the curve of his profile looks like it was drawn with a pen.

　　The Adam's apple stands tall and sexy, and the sharp lines do not penetrate deep into the collar.

　　Dark suits are cool and restrained, while light suits are elegant and dignified. It seems that he can handle any color.

　　The white suit he wore today looked even more elegant and refined, like an exquisite landscape painting, with every angle being flawless.

　　He looks like...Shang Mo.

　　When Wen Qian thought this in her heart, her squinting eyes suddenly widened, Shang Mo? Shang Mo!!!

　　After taking a closer look, it was indeed Shang Mo! ! ! ! !

　　Her eyes wandered, and she finally realized what the hard and moving thing she had just touched was: it was his Adam's apple.

　　She touched his Adam's apple in her dream.

　　It is said that a man's Adam's apple cannot be touched by ordinary people. It is the most dangerous place and can only be touched by close friends.

　　Wen Qian didn't bother to think about why Shang Mo allowed her to touch him. Her eyelashes trembled at a new frequency and her voice became tense. "How did you get in?"

　　How could he just come into a girl's bedroom and have such an embarrassing thing happen?

　　"My mother let me in." Shang Mo explained as he looked at her, restraining his gaze from lingering on her exposed shoulders.