His Peasant Wife: Yao Ling [Part 1]

Chapter 64: Run A Fever

"Ying... Hmmm..." Yao Ling called his name breathlessly. "Stop..."

The man's desire and appetite was pretty big, therefore he didn't hear what Yao Ling said.

Yao Ying was in the state of mind in which he wanted to satiate his own desire.

He needed to taste the sweetness of his wife.

The feeling of his wife underneath him was far too different from the other women.

Yao Ling never wore heavy perfume, instead, she only relied on her original body's fragrance.

She emanated a sweet jasmine fragrance which always seemed to be able to calm his mind.

When they were close to each other, the smell became more prominent and somehow affected his senses.

She somehow always made him feel intoxicated and excited.

Yao Ling was worried about his husband's condition.

Would he be okay to push himself like this?

"Ying..." Although she was trying to be stern, because of the way he nibbled and kissed her neck, it sounded more like a seductive moan.

"So... do you like this?" Yao Ying asked in amusement.

He nibbled and licked her soft spot without a second thought.

Yao Ling could only mutter, "Hmmm..."

This wife of his was really sensitive and responsive to everything he did to her.

He looked at the way she gripped the bed sheet tightly with one of her hands, while she tried to muffle the sound of her moan by the back of her other hand.

She was trying very hard to deny her arousal, every time he touched the soft spot on the nape of her neck.

She was the epitome of beauty.

Yao Ling looked at him with her slightly teary eyes and it added an innocent and pure charm to her seductive appearance.

Her cloth was already in disarray, revealing her tender neck, shoulder, and a part of her dudou.

He really wanted to open it and see what's underneath it.

"So, you like it, huh?" Yao Ying couldn't stop his predatory look in his face and his eyes were slightly darkened, swirling with deep emotion.

Yao Ling turned her hazy gaze at him and it told him how much she loved it.

He couldn't make up his mind whether he should take the risk by opening her dudou or not.

Before he managed to think more, Yao Ling grasped the edge of his robe and pulled him down.

She put both of her arms behind his neck and linked them, pulling him down for another kiss.

They both had a mutual feeling of couldn't get enough of each other.

However, his lips movement suddenly stopped and Yao Ying was breathing heavily.

Yao Ling was confused. Why did Yao Ying suddenly ceased all movement? Where had his passion gone?

Yao Ling's mind was clearing up when she realized that Yao Ying's breathing was quite abnormal. She hastily calmed herself down from her passion.

When she touched his face, she felt something was amiss. Why did his temperature suddenly rise?

It was scorching hot and made her quickly turned him around, then she let him lay back on the bed.