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Chapter 123 Do you want me?

10days ago Historical fiction 7
More than a hundred days have passed since the day of drinking the baby-delivery tea. Now Yuan Wanran is in her home in Beijing, Han Yi's arms, remembering the past one by one.

She met Han Yi when she was desperate, and she wanted to stay with her until the end, but found out the truth about sharing her wife

After passing through the mountain, Han Yi was in danger, and she made up her mind to make mistakes and accepted the marriage between her husbands. Han Yi revealed his intention to divorce him before leaving.

After that, she was worried about her love and heart-wrenching. She was afraid that something might happen to Han Yi on the front line, and she was worried that he would never want to do anything about himself again, and she was worried about gains and losses all day long.

At that time, she seemed to be frying in a pan, sharpening it on a dull knife, and it was hard to survive if she fryed her heart day and night.

In the end, all kinds of worries are always caused by emotions

As long as you don't love Han Yi so much, you can live a easier life, she thought, if you really have sex, you won't be too sad

From then on, she buried her head in embroidery, deliberately suppressing her admiration, and only allowed herself to like Han to wait a little while to make it difficult at first, day after day, and finally she saw the results, and her life gradually calmed down

For more than two years, she always thought that she had survived it, and was enough to be calm about the past. Who knew that tonight, when she no longer had to worry about Zhao Ye's life and death, Cheng Jing faced Han Yi in a state of mind, and everything in the past came to her.

In the end, Han Yi gave the tenderness and throbbing in her desperate situation, she could never forget it, she could only pretend to forget it.

Suddenly she noticed that Han Yi stopped rubbing her lips and just stroked her face with her hands. She was careful that the tears were wet on her cheeks.

Awan... Han Yi called out lightly, as soft as his gesture of caressing her tears. You don't want to do it now, right?

Yuan Wanran immediately understood that he meant that the old sayings you left or stay, and wait for me to come back to talk.

Her hand attached to his chest gently pulls his clothes, I'll wait for you to come back

Where is Aye? Han Yi asked calmly

Yuan Wanran's heart tightened, she lowered her eyes and bit her cherry lips. She finally took a deep breath and looked at Han Yi.

I can't live without Zhao Ye

Han Yi Jingmo, his hand holding her arm tightened for a moment

Yuan Wanran continued: But I can't leave you. As long as you want me, I won't leave. She suddenly felt suspicious and took off his clothes slightly. Do you still want me? If you just teach the couple's status, can't you be held back!

Han held her face and kissed her

Yuan Wanran opened her apricot eyes wide, and what was even more unexpected was that Han Qi kissed her mouth first, but after prying her tongue open for a while, she was no longer very restrained and wrapped around her lilac tongue.

Um... Suddenly the couple was so intimate that Yuan Wanran had no idea and could only groan and let it be light and light.

This helplessness made Han Yi even more smoothly about her. Although his kissing skills were not as skillful as Zhao Ye, he was not as enthusiastic as that of Zhao Ye. He was like a thirsty person who met Qingquan, and was honest and unceremonious to suck her fragrant food.

But no matter how greedy he wants, he will always keep a little gentleness in the plunder

Well... Yuan Wanran's flower path was twisted deep, and her humming became even softer and helpless, like a helpless lamb

Han Yi's muscled body shook slightly and stopped kissing

He held his wife's face, his deep pupils reflected the light of oil lamps, and the two rays of light had been restrained, but they were still hot.

I want him to finish speaking, and then untied her belt

Ah?

Yuan Wanran taught him to be embarrassed when he kissed, and his mind was not very enlightened for a moment. He thought in a daze: Han Yi wants her to be his wife, or to have her body?

No, if this person wants any one, it is equivalent to having another one...

She was thinking in a mess. Han Yi stripped off her middle clothes and left a white bellyband to cover it. The bellyband tie was raised from the collarbone and hooked behind the slender neck.

After more than two years of separation, he was dressed in disheveled in front of Han Yi for the first time. Yuan Wanran immediately felt like she was back in the bridal chamber night. She was facing him naked for the first time, and she couldn't help but gently hug her chest with her hands.

Han Yi brushed the back of her neck and untied the bellyband and gently removed the thin fabric from her chest.

Before he left home, his wife was still very young, especially when he first met, he could see that the Yuan family had never had a good time to have this daughter. Under the old clothes, she was slender.

Later, he rode a horse, took her sedan chair, and took her back to the Han family. At the beginning, she was so shy. She taught him that his face turned red when he touched her, as if he was about to cry in the blink of an eye.

He slowly coaxed her, and finally she smiled at him, her black eyes looked at him brightly, like a flower bud poking her head on the branches

Now the flower buds are blooming, and she is much more beautiful than he imagined in the past two years. Her face is like a lotus, her jade is soft, her eyes are flowing, pure and pure, but she has more unconscious charm.

His gaze fell from her face, his neck was beautiful, his collarbone was seductive, and his arms were wrapped around his chest. The unique round peaks of the woman were arched higher and more eye-catching.

His Adam's apple moved up and down, hugged his little wife, made a kiss on her collarbone, and then continued to remove her pants

Yuan Wanran held Han Yi and let him strip him naked

The couple has been separated for many years, and they can't help but feel shy to be redone tonight, so when Han Yi untied her clothes, she just covered her chest with her hands, lowered her eyes and knelt on the bed.

However, from the corner of her eyes, she couldn't help but pull Han Yi into the noise of untiring her belt.

She struggled a few times, bit her pink lips and leaned towards Han Yi, and reached out to help him take off his clothes to both sides of his body.

The thin fingertips touched Han Yi's clothes. Han Yi paused for a moment, then continued to wear a wide dress, but his burning eyes were stuck on her face, and he refused to move away from now on.

Yuan Wanran sensed that her husband's eyes were hot, and she didn't dare to meet her eyes, and her heart was trembling.

She took her shirt down Han Yi's arms, and she couldn't help but glance at his naked skin. After this glance, she forgot about shame and touched his scarred upper body

There was no such scar in the past... She stroked a bulge of flesh on his chest and abdomen, and another new scar on his arm. She became even more anxious, and there was no such scar...

Han Yimei smiled slightly and said softly: A small injury, it's okay

Small injury? Yuan Wanran roughly estimated that his arm scars were as long as her slap

Han Yi held her back, kissed her forehead, got out of bed and fell to the ground

Yuan Wanran followed him and said, "You are in the military camp... But she saw Han Yikuan unbuttoning her belt, she put her face away and insisted on being calm. No, she will not be transferred again, right? For example, yes, go to the front line again?"

Not now

Yuan Wanran felt nervous and asked: What about the future?

Even if there have been wars in the border areas in recent years, there should be no large-scale military service. Han Yi sat back on the bed, held his wife, and sat opposite each other with his legs crossed.

During the movement, Yuan Wanran saw that Han Yi's clone was already strong and ready to go. She had a fever in her ears and did not turn her eyes, but Han Yi held her face and then she was secretly kissing her again.

Well... The two of them rubbed their lips and tongues in ambiguously, and soon Han Yi hooked up, chasing her little tongue and sucking the fragrant muscles lightly. Yuan Wanran couldn't help but feel tighter and softer, softer and tighter, and gradually leaned back

Han Yi held her and continued to ask for it. Until her breathing was so slight, she reluctantly let go of the cherry mouth, and pushed her hair away from her ears.

After a long separation, he seemed to be familiar with every inch of her skin again, and his broad palm gently brushed her body inch by inch.