The Marquis Is Innocent

He kicked the incense pot over to the ground, and the incense bones rolled toward the front, making a loud noise.

Wei Shao’s heart beat like thunder, and holding his breath. He saw Fei Fei move her arms and sleep again. His voice changed slightly: “You sleep with Fei Fei …… I suddenly remembered I still got something to do. I go to the study first—”

He lifted his feet and headed out again.

“Husband, do you not love me anymore?”

He walked to the screen, and suddenly a clear and soft voice came from behind him.

She came behind him, stretched out her arms, crossed his waist, encircled him, gently pressed her cheek to his broad back, and closed her eyes.

Wei Shao’s back stiffened. The room became quiet, and only Fei Fei’s breathing on the crib entered his ears.

Xiao Qiao held him tightly for a moment and forcibly turned him around to face herself. He did not seem to be resisting being turned around by her. But the man remained wooden and upright, not even moving a finger.

She tilted her face, and a pair of beautiful watery eyes gazed at him.

“When I returned during the day, I saw your horse parked at the door. Knowing that you had returned, my heart was happy ……”

She paused for a moment. Her jade arms hooked his neck, stood on tiptoe, pressed her lips onto his dry lips, and slightly stretched her fragrant tongue.

“Husband, I love you too ……” Murmuring and whispering, her breath was deep.

Wei Shao’s eyes stared at her. His breathing seemed to have suddenly lost control completely, becoming steep and heavy, puffing and panting, fiercely holding her in his arms, opening his mouth, sucking and biting her.

He fiercely crushed her tender lips, his arms clamped around her body, pressing her tightly against his chest.

Xiao Qiao trembled in his arms, and emotion surged in her belly. Her breasts protruded, and the milk that Fei Fei hadn’t finished sucking gushed out, and in the blink of an eye, both of their clothes were wet.

Wei Shao let out a coarse moan in his throat, quickly held her in his arms, and laid her down on the bed. His five fingers ripped open the sash and pounced on her, taking her in his mouth and sucking hard.

He buried his head in her chest like Fei Fei, making a greedy swallowing sound, sucking in turn, refusing to let go of his mouth.

Xiao Qiao closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and curled her toes tightly together, holding back the tingling sensation spreading rapidly to her limbs and bones like a light touch of electricity, yet her body was still trembling uncontrollably.

“Don’t…” She twisted her body, asking him to end this sweet and painful torture. The trembling, soft voice came to an abrupt end.

As she wished, he let go of the poor two vermilion fruits and pierced into the deepest part of her body.

Wei Shao resisted the urge to make her reach the end, temporarily stopping and closing his eyes. The sizzling and restlessness in the heart on the way back to Yuyang, at this moment, suddenly disappeared.

Her embrace was so warm. Even before doing anything else, Wei Shao already felt comfortable throughout the body. All pores of his body, in the moment of being accepted by her, suddenly opened up in anger. He could not help but shiver. How long had it been since he had experienced such a wonderful feeling with her?

……

Even that day, when he was besieging the East County, and she came to him when he was at his angriest moment, he didn’t dare to say the words that had once rushed to his throat to tell her to return to the Qiao family. He was scared that she would never return to his side again.

She said she was happy to have him back home and loved him.

She was defensive of him to this point. Was she lying to him once again, or was she being honest? Hot sweat rolled down his forehead. He was extremely reluctant to admit it. But at this moment, he knew in his heart that all his resentment and anger, in front of her, might only end in surrender. Because he couldn’t let her go anymore.

……

Xiao Qiao slowly opened her beautiful eyes.

“Husband–” She slightly opened her red lips. Her eyelashes trembled, and her eyes flowed with spring waves like a restrained small beast, rasping under him, confused and helpless.

Wei Shao’s eyes darkened, gritting his teeth and thrusting her hard. The sound of her moan blocked her mouth again.

……

When Xiao Qiao woke up, it was still dawn, and Fei Fei was still asleep, but his side was empty.

Wei Shao had gone somewhere.