Chapter 328

Qin leaned over and carried Su Yanyi into his arms, then kissed him deeply.

His lover, his wife, his most precious treasure, he vowed that this night, he would never give up halfway. He didn't want to really go to sleep in the guest room, and for him, this night is their wedding candle.

In recent days, Qin's relationship with Su Yanyi has become more and more harmonious, and his actions have become more and more intimate. However, as long as he thinks about what he really wants to do tonight, Qin finds that his fingers are shaking, and it's still the uncontrollable shaking.

Su Yanyi narrowed her eyes slightly and felt the temperature from the man. It was a very comfortable feeling. She didn't want to use her brain to think about problems, but just immersed in this feeling, the more, the better.

Qin, however, finally took off his clothes and presented a scene in front of him, which made his whole body suffocate and could no longer control his reason.

"Yan Yi, Yan Yi, I love you, I love you..." With the kiss falling, it is Qin's lonely and affectionate murmur. Listening to each sentence, Su Yanyi's heart grows stronger. This man really loves himself.

Scattered clothes, thick breath, close kisses, the temperature in the room seems to be getting higher and higher, and the two people gradually forget everything, leaving each other's eyes, and the most real feelings.

When Qin Jiran looks at Su Yanyi with the most affectionate eyes and is really with Su Yanyi, Qin feels that at this moment, his whole life is complete.

Qin Jiran has a thin layer of sweat on his head, and Su Yanyi's face is also very ruddy. At this moment, Su Yanyi also has a very clear cognition in trance. After that, they will really become a rightful couple. If this man dare to run away again, she will really let him sleep in the guest room.

After the rain and cloud, the two people's positions have been reversed. Su Yanyi lies on Qin's body half, half squinting his eyes a little tired, and wants to sleep at any time. Qin's spirit is full, holding Su Yanyi tightly, as if he never wants to let go.

"Yan Yi, do you want to take a bath and go to sleep, will it be uncomfortable?" Qin asked in a low voice, feeling that they were sticky and greasy. At this time, he was in an abnormal mood and didn't feel sleepy at all. He just wanted to hold the clothes like this. He held them all the time and never let them go.

"Yes." Su Yanyi answered from her nose, but she didn't know whether to take a bath or not.

Qin Jiran looks at Su Yanyi's languid appearance, smiles very gently, gets up and goes to the bathroom, puts the water in place, and then holds her into the bathroom, gently puts her into the bathtub. The water in the bathtub is not too much, but the water temperature is very moderate. Su Yanyi's grace is comfortable. Qin Jiran listens, but his body is stiff. He finds that he has a reaction again, No Even if there is a reaction, we can only bear it. This is the first time for Yan Yi. He won't make Yan Yi harder.

Qin turns back to the bedroom and quickly changes the sheets. When he comes back to the bathroom, Yan Yi is asleep with his eyes closed. Qin quietly wipes Yan Yi carefully and then holds her back to the bedroom.

Su Yanyi slept very well. Even though she didn't wake up, Qin Ji held Su Yanyi half in his arms. Su Yanyi moved, moved his head, rubbed against Qin's shoulder, and then went to sleep again.

Qin quietly looked at Su Yanyi's small movements, warm in heart, gently picked up Su Yanyi's left hand on his chest, on the finger wearing the ring, gently kissed and said: "good night, my baby."

That night, he knelt down to propose, abandoned the shackles of contractual marriage, and put on their own wedding rings for her.

This night, they tangled with each other, the night was beautiful, and finally had their own cave candles.

It was also this night that they made their vows to each other and finally became a couple worthy of the name.

And then they will go hand in hand, share weal and woe, experience countless things together, hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son, vicissitudes of life, and never leave!

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