Love after Marriage

TEASING

　I don't remember who said it, but when a man says sweet words, he usually has intentions towards you.

　　Shang Mo said "I love you" while kissing Wen Qian again. The hot kiss came all over her. Wen Qian only felt the light in front of her eyes gradually dimmed, and then the blinds fell, and the office fell into darkness.

　　The hands shackled at her waist were getting hotter and hotter. She half-raised her eyes to look at him, met his burning gaze, and fell into his eyes as deep as the ocean.

　　Her eyes gradually became hazy and blurred, with a seductive red overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

　　Shang Mo kissed the corner of her eye, and touched it lightly with the tip of his tongue. After feeling her trembling, he slowed down his movements.

　　The pair of thinly calloused fingers remained in place without moving.

　　But even so, Wen Qian still suffered unprecedented torture physically and mentally, and couldn't help but let out tears.

　　All of Shang Mo's reserve and dignity collapsed in the sound of her cat-like cry. He never thought that one day he would be so depraved for a woman.

　　He actually developed feelings for her in the office.

　　You have to know that this is where he works, it represents rigor and cannot be desecrated.

　　Anyone can be crazy except him, because he is the most reserved person in the business world, and his dictionary only contains self-discipline, courtesy, uprightness and elegance.

　　As for those fun things, they have nothing to do with him.

　　He should...

　　Suddenly, heat surged up from somewhere, and all the "no's" became smoke and were blown away by the strong wind, leaving only instinct.

　　"Instinct" told Shang Mo that he loved the woman in front of him and wanted to give her all his passion. As for restraint and courtesy, he could throw them all away in front of her.

　　Nothing is more important than her.

　　Not only is my work not up to par, but everything else is even less than that.

　　A soft breath hit my face, and my neck seemed to be gently scratched by something. It was unbearable, and a tingling sensation instantly spread throughout my body.

　　Shang Mo suppressed his voice and called out: "Xixi."

　　Wen Qian hooked her arms around his neck, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, as if there was a force driving her, she faced the man's burning gaze, tilted her head and bit the side of his neck.

　　She had wanted to bite it a long time ago, wanting to feel the veins wriggling with her teeth.

　　The moment they touched, she heard his muffled groan, a low and long sound that revealed his restraint and forbearance.

　　She sharpened her teeth back and forth in a naughty manner, and the muffled groan came again.

　　Shang Mo tightened his grip around her waist and said, "If you make trouble again, I won't let you go."

　　It has come to this point, there is no point letting it go, Wen Qian said with trembling eyelashes: "Okay, then don't let it go."

　　The last jungle trip was repeated again, the difference was that today we were not on a cruise ship and the sofa was a little uncomfortable.

　　But it's okay, I can bear it.

　　Wen Qian never forgets to remind him about her pregnancy, "...be careful with the baby."