Chapter 109.1

Chapter 109.1

Xiao Qiao looked fixedly at Wei Shao without blinking. Her eyes gradually clouded with a layer of mist. She suddenly stretched her arms towards him, wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, calling out faintly husband, and buried her face in his chest.

A pair of jade arms tightly clinging to Wei Shaos neck. He held a soft body that curled into a small ball. Motionless, as soft and tender as a baby.

The five internal organs in his chest tangled as if twisted by an invisible hand, and he felt uncomfortable.

He unconsciously wrapped his arms around her harder and pressed his lips to her ear, coaxing: Dont be afraid again, Man Man. Its all my fault. Its my fault for bringing you here and leaving you alone. Hit me, hit me, hit me any way you want. Ill let you relieve your anger He repeatedly coaxed her gently.

The more he coaxed her, the more fragile her emotions became. She closed her eyes and shook her head haphazardly a few times. Her nose was sore. She couldnt control it and dropped tears.

Wei Shao saw that she was crying, then his heart panicked, and his mouth became wordy.

Man Man, what should I do so you dont cry? He had said all the crazy things he could remember.

But the more he coaxed, the more fierce Xiao Qiaos tears fell. Although he did not hear the sound of crying, she only closed her eyes and huffed in his arms, but her shoulders shrugged and drenched Wei Shaos clothes within a few moments.

Wei Shao froze. He suddenly put her back on the bed, knelt at one knee at the edge of the bed, leaned down to cup her face, and lowered his head to kiss her.

His kiss was as gentle as his person tonight and filled with comforting power. Between the intertwining of lips and tongues, Xiao Qiao finally slowly recovered from the restless emotions she had felt at the beginning of seeing him and stopped sobbing.

Xiao Qiaos cheeks flew two more shades of red. She clenched her pink fist and punched him in the chest, scolding him for being naughty.

Wei Shao laughed while putting his arms around her hips and lifting her high off the ground. Her breasts were just as high as his face.

He deliberately played naughty. He pressed his face to Xiao Qiaos chest and then rolled a circle.

Xiao Qiaos pajamas were thin and soft, and she was sensitive, so she hastily lifted her hand to push his face. Then, he pressed her other soft mass. This time he opened his mouth and gently bit it.

Xiao Qiaos body softened, hanging on him, giggling, and pushing his head. After they returned to bed, Wei Shao lay beside her and continued to fool around for a while. Xiao Qiao was finally squeezed by him to the corner of the bed, laughing weakly, and suddenly coughed up again.

Wei Shao hurriedly stopped and caressed her chest with his palm. Xiao Qiao coughed for a while, waiting for the dry itch in her throat to pass and stop. When she looked up and saw his unblinking eyes looking at her in concern, she felt a sweet feeling in her heart and said, Im fine. Im much better.

Wei Shao stared at her flushed and delicate cheeks, resisting the thought of swallowing her in his heart, helped her to lie down, pulled the blanket to the level of her chin, and said: You sleep first. Im sweaty. Im afraid Ill smother you. After I take a shower, I sleep with you.

Xiao Qiao nodded.

After Wei Shao returned from the bathroom, he turned out the light. In the dimness, he climbed onto the bed, lay down, and reached toward Xiao Qiao to hold her in his arms.

Sleep. Wei Shao whispered in her ear.