His Peasant Wife: Yao Ling [Part 1]

Chapter 46: Did He Think Her Breasts Were Gardens?!

Yao Ying didn't attempt to open the red seductive dudou and find out about the forbidden things beneath it, otherwise, he knew that he wouldn't be able to stop himself.

He scanned Yao Ling's alluring body and tried to choose his target carefully.

Hmmm... the dudou barely covered the top her breasts and it was quite a sight to behold. Nice and perky.

"I didn't know that you love wearing this kind of sexy dudou," Yao Ying talked in a low hoarse voice while trailing his hands on her bare skin.

He traced her throat, her collarbone and down to the top of her breasts, making Yao Ling feel her whole body tingling.

His touch seemed to ignite something within her. God! What did he do to her body?

"What do you mean? Every woman wears this type of dudou!" Yao Ling tried to struggle and get away from him, but she failed miserably.

Yao Ying had become stronger and it made her feel frustrated. She couldn't get away from him even if she wanted to.

Yao Ling was under his mercy.

"Hmmm... probably, but they might not look as seductive as you," Yao Ying smiled. Indeed... her pale white skin was in contrast with the red color of the dudou, making her look dashing --- ready to be eaten.

Yao Ling rolled her eyes in annoyance, "Can you let me go now?"

"Not yet," Yao Ying grinned sheepishly.

"Why?!" Yao Ling whined.

"I told you that I want to leave love bite marks on your body," Yao Ying grinned mischievously.

"What?! I already told you no!" Yao Ling rejected his ideas, glaring in anger.

She didn't want to feel the same embarrassment once again.

Where should she place her dignity tomorrow? Everyone would certainly laugh at her again!

"You won't blame me if it's not on your neck, right? As long as no one can see them?" Yao Ying found a loophole from what Yao Ling had said previously.

Yao Ling's eyes widened, "But..."

Without giving her a chance to say anything else, he kissed her throat gently which earned a moan from Yao Ling.

Although her mind wasn't willing, her body couldn't resist his charm. "Mmm..." She moaned passionately.

"Hmm... so sensitive..." Yao Ying smiled to himself but didn't stop kissing her.

He trailed her collarbone with his kiss, down to the upper part of her breasts.

After reaching his target, Yao Ying stopped and looked at her with a fiery gaze.

Yao Ying grinned at her for a while before he enjoyed his feast.

Yao Ling understood from his gaze that her husband was in the bold and unrestrained mode.

She knew that she couldn't stop this man from having what he wanted. At least, not tonight.

He kissed the top of her breasts once again, without forgetting to bite softly them softly.

Once he was satisfied biting, he sucked the place where he bit and licked them to ease Yao Ling's pain.

How could Yao Ling endure this kind of pleasurable torture? She bit her lower lips, trying to hold back her moan.

She wanted to move her hands and gripped the bed sheets, but her hands were restrained by Yao Ying.