TBIC

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Once the word "settle" fell into Zhong Zheng Lin's ears, his mind that was distracted by Mu Xi Yao was finally pulled back.

After putting down the book, he waved his left hand. The muslin veil subsequently swept down in a fluttering movement. Inside, the soft candlelight of dragon and phoenix nuptial candles hazily sprinkled on the two of them.

He Lian Min Min's heart pounded like a drum. She placed both of her hands on Zhong Zheng Lin's chest in a probing manner. As soon as they made contact with the man's hot skin, they were burnt and trembled slightly. She resisted the urge to pull away in embarrassment. As her palms supported against his chest, she slowly lifted her upper body.

Inch by inch, He Lian Min Min drew closer, slowly pressing her soft woman's body against Zhong Zheng Lin's chest. Her eyelashes kept fluttering, too shy to meet his gaze. The heart-clenching heat that radiated from under her hands made her compose herself a little. Subsequently, she raised her head to move her clean little face closer to Zhong Zheng Lin.

Zhong Zheng Lin was pressed under He Lian Min Min's body. As soon as he felt a sweet wind assail his senses, his lips were captured by hers. The woman's little tongue tried to touch and lick his which made him slightly taken aback.

He Lian Min Min sounded Zhong Zheng Lin out for few times. However, she didn't receive any response from him. Without any better option left, she could only make a firm decision. Her little hand sneaked into the front piece of the man's robe. Recalling momo's guidance, her hand made way toward his chest and abdomen.

Thoughts surged through Zhong Zheng Lin's mind, making him hesitate.

Should he let nature take its course and take her now, be like the majority of people who have a wife and concubines. Or, should he follow his heart and try to put off?

Zhong Zheng Lin's eyes were deep and serene as he detected He Lian Min Min's anxiety and initiative.

In front of him, his principal wife was attentively serving him. Yet, what constantly passed through his eyes was Mu Xi Yao's beautiful smile. Zhong Zheng Lin has never thought that what will welcome him on the wedding day would actually be the overturn of his deep-rooted principles.

Zhong Zheng Lin was even skeptical whether, apart from him, there was any other man who would be, kind of, engulfed by an inexplicable guilty conscience and anxiety. What's more, all of these odd feelings came from that woman from Danruo Courtyard.

He Lian Min Min took advantage of his distraction to cover his half-soft hotness with her little hand, lightly stroking and playing with it.

Zhong Zheng Lin took into regard Mu Xi Yao's pregnancy and has been abstaining for half a month. At the moment, being provoked by her times and again, he finally had a reaction.

As Zhong Zheng Lin watched He Lian Min Min fawn on him in every possible way, he grabbed the back of her head, leaned over and plant a kiss on the side of her neck.

Being confronted with Zhong Zheng Lin's abrupt passion, He Lian Min Min's breathing instantly turned chaotic. Her hand also almost lost the grab of the man's flesh that grew to be increasingly swollen.

The arousal coming from the underneath made Zhong Zheng Lin's abdomen stretch taut. The images that flashed through his mind made unable to restrain his emotions and call out "Jiao Jiao".

The man's voice was hoarse, clearly laced with lust. Yet, his finger pressed on the woman's jade pillow point1 as fast as lightning, making the person instantly lose consciousness.

Zhong Zheng Lin pushed the unconscious He Lian Min Min aside and pulled together the lapels. Since forcing oneself was for no use then he ought to have that woman who threw his heart into disarray compensate him properly.