The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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He Xiyan instantly understood what he wanted to do, and under the light, her face quickly stained with a light flush. She hugged a small pillow and sat down on the bed with her feet down.

Ye Hao, who walked away as she quickly removed her clothes, shook her head, with a hint of embarrassment in her voice, saying, "That ... no."

After all, she pulled the quilt over herself.

Ye Hao raised his eyebrows, a strong flame in his eyes, and his body gradually warmed up. He had been stunned for several months. The demanding was not so strong.

"Isn't it the time of puerperium?" He tore open the quilt she had covered, and took that pillow away, and threw it on the carpet.

He Xiyan bit her lips awkwardly. She buried her already flushed face on her knees, her voice sounded like a mosquito: "My husband, the doctor said, you have to wait three months after the birth to recover the uterus to prevent infection."

"That's a group of quack doctors!" Ye Hao frowned tightly, one hand had stretched out, pulling He Xiyan into his spacious arms.

He was wearing only a small K at this time, and his cells were boiling.

He Xiyan just shook his neck when he touched his hot skin, which was as hot as 40 degrees.

She looked up at him, those burning eyes filled with his needs at the moment. And she could see that he seemed to be holding back. It's been several months, and normal men are broken.

"Ye Hao ..." He Xiyan whispered his name and placed his hand on the palm of his hot hand.

Ye Hao didn't speak, but suddenly kissed her neck, and printed one crimson strawberry after another, as if looting something, kissing deeply.

He turned up suddenly, tearing apart the silk pajamas wrapped in her hands.

He Xiyan was startled, shrinking her toes instinctively, her face flushed and her neck flushed, and her body was shaking and her lips were the same.

She clutched the sheets hard, and was afraid and tangled in her heart. She couldn't bear to see him uncomfortable, but she was worried about what the doctor ordered.

"Ye Hao ... or ..." She was about to say something, but the latter words were not spoken, and the little red mouth had already fallen into the man's lips.

The sudden kiss caught her off guard like a storm. He Xiyan slammed on the sheets, a heart pounding.

He didn't know how long he kissed him. It wasn't until she felt that she couldn't breathe properly. Then she heard him whisper in her ear: "Okay, don't be afraid, I won't go in."

That said, the dense kiss fell like raindrops, and was printed on almost every inch of her body.

...

After more than half an hour, He Xiyan got up from the bed. She breathed a little, her hands were sticky, and she couldn't explain the embarrassment and entanglement. She hurried to the bathroom, where she washed for a few minutes before coming out.

Ye Hao was sitting at the bed waiting for her, and finally got a little satisfaction from him, with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes, and the temperature in his body gradually returned to normal.

He pulled her into his arms again, listening to her extremely shallow breathing.

"Yan Yan ... take good care of myself during this time, I estimate that I have to work overtime for two weeks." He whispered, he planned to go on a family trip next month, so he must do some work in advance next month. The arrangement must not affect the progress of some projects because of his vacation.

He Xiyan said a moment, turned around and hugged his waist.

"You too, don't get tired of your body. You don't know if you have 140 if you look at you."

Ye Hao, "Just kidding, I'm 148."

The couple lay in the quilt, whispering some whispers that were only spoken by the pillows, and did not fall asleep until early in the morning.