Chapter 297 Are You Planning to Delay for One Night?

Mu Beiting was already lying on the big silver-gray bed, his hair still wet.

A set of dark blue home clothes was loosely put on him, with two buttons on the neckline unbuttoned. He held a financial magazine in his hand, and he didn't turn a page for half an hour.

Su Xiangwan quietly raised his eyes and glanced at him, his earlobes were slightly red.

Pretending not to see him, she walked slowly to the dressing table and began to gently wipe her hair.

The room is very quiet, so quiet that you can clearly hear each other's breathing, as well as your own heartbeat.

Mu Beiting's eyes fell on her back, and he looked at her quietly.

She was wearing a set of pink long-sleeved home clothes, pure cotton texture, simple style.

There is a little white rabbit on each of the left and right pockets, and a circle of minimalist white lace around the cuffs.

After wiping her hair, she began to tinker with those bottles and cans again, wiping her face slowly, not daring to look back at him.

After an unknown amount of time, a deep voice sounded: "How long are you going to wipe?"

Su Xiangwan's hands froze.

The bottle she was holding in her hand, she had already opened for the third time.

Su Xiangwan turned around slowly and looked at him, a little embarrassed, with his toes curled up slightly.

Mu Beiting's eyes darkened a bit, he narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Come here."

Su Xiangwan's heart rose to his throat, he glanced at him, lowered his eyes again, struggled for a moment, and finally moved over slowly.

Mu Beiting didn't rush her.

But she walked more and more slowly, when he took a few steps to the bed, he stretched out his long arm, squeezed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

She exclaimed.

Before she could react, he turned over and pressed her under him: "I'm not calling you, are you planning to delay for a night, eh?"

"No...no..." she stammered.

He chuckled, lowered his head and pressed her lips repeatedly, and slid his big hands into her skirt skillfully.

Su Xiangwan's breathing became heavier, and he held his big hand: "Mu...Mu Beiting..."

His movements were slightly suffocated, his eyes were dark, and he looked at her without saying a word.

"Lantern..." Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was an indelible blush on her cheeks.

His face softened a little, he took the remote control to turn off the light, and then threw it aside impatiently.

The room instantly became pitch black, and she could smell the clean and fresh smell of the sheets, as well as the familiar crispness on his body.

In the next moment, his lips softened.

He unceremoniously bit her lips, his tongue circling between his lips and teeth, kissing and sucking slowly.

After playing enough, he turned to gently biting.

Her breathing became heavier, and her arms involuntarily climbed up to his neck.

His eyes became darker, he pried open his white teeth, took her tongue into his mouth, felt the wet softness, and forced her to rummage with him.

Sliding his big hand into her skirt, he asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid?"

Su Xiangwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he remained silent.

The hot big hand moved up inch by inch, sliding across the flat belly...

The big hands with thin calluses slid over the delicate skin, causing a piercing electric current, her breathing became heavy, and her throat was tight.

She trembled slightly, and a soft voice escaped from the corners of her lips.

He swallowed all his voice in his mouth, and unbuttoned her blouse one by one.

Su Xiangwan subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover her, his big hand penetrated between her fingers, clasped his fingers, and raised them above his head, not giving her any chance to cover her.

In the darkness, Su Xiangwan could feel his gaze on his chest.

Her whole body seemed to be on fire, she said tremblingly: "Don't look."

He gave a low laugh, lowered his head, and kissed her delicately on the fossa of her neck, her collarbone, and kept going down.