In the master bedroom, floor-to-ceiling curtains are closed.

The dark and soft light shone on the spacious big bed, a pair of men and women sleeping in embrace each other.

The soft Persian carpet was scattered with men's and women's clothes, from the outside to the inside, showing the beauty and beauty of last night.

The knocking outside the door and Zhang Minghui's excited shouts woke up the two sleeping men. The first person to open their eyes was Wen Jin sleeping outside.

The thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes slowly opened. He looked at the woman who was pillowing in his arms at the first moment.

He was not drunk last night, but just drank two more glasses, a little drunk. Therefore, he clearly remembered what he did himself last night.

There is no fragmentation.

At this moment, looking at Jing Xiaocha's slightly red cheeks in his arms, a layer of softness unconsciously appeared in his heart, and he was about to gently pull out his arm.

Wherever she saw her eyelashes moved slightly.

He smiled silently and shouted to Zhang Minghui outside the door, "Xiaohui, you go downstairs first, I'll go down later."

The person in his arms heard his voice and his body seemed to froze slightly.

But the closed eyes were not opened.

Outside the door, Zhang Minghui responded "Okay" and said, "Uncle Wen, my aunt didn't get up either. You can wake her up later."

Then ran away.

Wen Jin turned her head and looked at Jing Xiaocha, who was still closed. She knew that she had woken up and might be embarrassed to open her eyes.

The curve of the corners of his mouth deepened a little, and a smile appeared in his dark eyes. Compared with Jing Xiaocha, who was simple and younger, Wen Jin was obviously much thicker in his face.

"Xiao Cha, do you want to sleep until noon?"

He kissed her gently on the forehead, supported his body with one arm, raised his upper body slightly, and stared at her condescendingly.

Jing Xiaocha, who didn't want to open his eyes, was shouted by him, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the blushing of his little face deepened.

Wen Jin chuckled lightly.

The warm breath blew on her red face.

Jing Xiaocha had to open his eyes.

She was hugged by him. The most embarrassing thing was that she was almost invisible under the quilt.

In this way, how could she have the nerve to face Wen Jin and get up with him?

Meeting her shy eyes, Wen Jin smiled gently and called her name softly, "Xiao Cha."

"I……"

Jing Xiaocha struggled, wanting to leave his arms.

Wen Jin held her shoulders a little tightened, and her body couldn't move. Her palms were her tender and smooth skin, the beautiful touch, the quiet fragrance lingering between her nose, and the air still remaining of last night's joyful breath.

Wen Jin felt a sensation in his heart.

A heat surged through my body, and my voice suddenly became hoarse, "Xiaocha, don't move around."

“…”

Jing Xiaocha was very close to him, so she could feel his hot skin. When she heard his words, her eyes flashed and she really didn't dare to move anymore.

Some scenes of last night surged into my mind, and Jing Xiaocha's heartbeat suddenly became chaotic.

"Xiaocha, does it hurt there?"

Wen Jin narrowed her face as red as a tomato in an instant, and asked with concern.

Although he has never had a woman, he is a thirty-year-old man and knows some basic common sense.

I heard that girls will feel pain for the first time.

Last night, it was Xiaocha's first time, and it was actually his first time.

To be precise, they did it twice last night. The first time was faster. Neither of them had any experience. Jing Xiaocha was shy and he was not skilled.

Maybe men will learn from this without a teacher. The second time, Wen Jin was no longer a novice.

Jing Xiaocha no longer hurts as much as the first time.

Like other men who have just tasted men and women, Wen Jin will not be able to control his desire for more once he tastes this kind of happiness.

At this moment, the warm fragrance of Nephrite was full of warmth. If he didn't respond, it would be strange.

Jing Xiaocha had no courage to answer such a question, but when he looked at it with a burning look, it seemed that she couldn't help but not answering.

He turned his face away from his eyes and his voice was as low as a mosquito, "It doesn't hurt."

She didn't even move, and actually couldn't feel the pain.

It was just a first experience of men and women. When she was the second time last night, it was so long that she couldn't help but feel a little weak in her legs.

But I'm embarrassed to tell Wen Jin.

"It's good if it doesn't hurt. I'm worried that I hurt you last night."

Wen Jin smiled relievedly, his eyes full of pampering.

"Brother Wen, you get up first." Jing Xiaocha turned his head and said unnaturally.

None of them were wearing clothes, so it was so weird to hug each other and chat in the bed.

The most important thing is that she is thin-skinned and can’t think about chatting with Wen Jin like this.

Wen Jin was a little reluctant. She felt very happy when she hugged Jing Xiaocha last night. When she opened her eyes in the morning, she felt very happy when she saw her by her side.

The soft touch under his palm made him feel a little moved, and his other arm couldn't help but hold it over.

In this way, he and Jing Xiaocha were close together, facing each other.

The temperature in the quilt suddenly rose.

Jing Xiaocha's body trembled violently because a part of him was against her, and the hot temperature she instinctively wanted to escape.

But he hugged it tightly in his arms and couldn't escape.

After a beat of his heartbeat, he started to beat violently at a fierce speed. His messy breathing revealed her nervousness and panic.

"Xiaocha."

The low and hoarse male voice whispered in his ears.

The next second, Jing Xiaocha felt the earlobes heat up, and an electric current rushed through her heart, and her body trembled again.

"Since it doesn't hurt, then we'll get up later." The man's scorching kiss, accompanied by a sexy and charming voice, lost her sanity.

Jing Xiaocha wanted to refuse, but he couldn't say anything to refuse.

She is the same as Wen Jinxiang, who wants more love affairs, but one is active and the other is passive.

She is not Wen Jin's temptation, and you are so funny.

Soon, he fell into his enthusiasm and let him do whatever he wanted.

After the joy last night, the hormonal aura that gradually faded quickly became richer. When Jing Xiaocha's empty body was filled, she couldn't help but moan.

"Xiao Cha, if it hurts, tell me."

Wen Jin's movements are very slow and gentle, and he cherishes the women beneath him as precious as treasures.

Jing Xiaocha blushed, his eyes closed and he didn't dare to look at him, but just shook his head gently when he asked.

Wen Jin knew that she was shy and did not force her to force her. She whispered something in her ear, and a curve of pleasure curled up the corner of her mouth, speeding up, and taking her to the peak of joy together.

Outside the window, the bright sunlight shines on the bright glass, but it cannot penetrate the closed curtains.

The interior is soft with beautiful scenery.
Chapter completed!