When she was in a good mood, she grabbed a hawthorn fruit and turned to look at him: "Open your mouth."

Josnian frowned in disgust.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I'll feed you." Ye Jiaqi shook the fruit in his hand, looking particularly good.

Josnian lowered his head, bit her finger, and also bit her hawthorn fruit.

"Hey, biting again, are you a puppy?" Ye Jiaqi snorted.

Hawthorn fruit is sour and sweet, maybe because of the addition of honey, it has more sweetness than sourness.

Josnian never liked eating sour foods, but now he ate the hawthorn fruit with relish.

After eating, he grabbed Ye Jiaqi's waist and pulled her towards him.

Lowering his head, he caught her red lips and kissed them.

Ye Jiaqi was stunned for a moment.

Then he closed his eyes.

Josnian's kissing skills were much better than the previous times. They were no longer naughty and domineering but gentle.

Penetrate, entangle, and kiss deeply.

His body is the most familiar feeling to her, the familiar feeling she has had since childhood.

When the love got stronger, he held her head and kissed her non-stop.

The sound of kissing can be heard in my ears, which makes me feel a little ashamed.

"Hmm..." Ye Jiaqi frowned, hung his hands on his neck, and was forced to raise his head.

The deeper the kiss, the stronger the love.

Two fires collide, rub and burn.

Ye Jiaqi's face turned red. At first she could cooperate with him, but then she couldn't make the decision at all and simply let him kiss her. She collapsed into a ball of mud and nestled in Josnian's arms.

Josnian probably hadn't had any lust for a long time, and the fire that had been dormant in his body suddenly exploded.

The raging fire quickly started a prairie fire.

Ye Jiaqi's breath was unstable and he was panting heavily.

His little hand scratched Josnian's neck.

Josnian frowned, then backed out and let her go.

Ye Jiaqi's face was already like a peach blossom, and his eyes were watery and hazy.

Josnian stared at her without looking away.

When he kissed her, there was always a feeling that overlapped with dreams. Maybe it was because he had kissed her too many times in his dreams.

He often dreams about her, probably deeply to his bones.

He didn't know that he was such an emotional person. He had only known her for a few months, but he didn't want to be separated from her for a moment.

Before meeting her, he always thought he was very rational.

Now that I think about it, anything that is rational or irrational is too illusory.

Josnian stretched out his index finger and lightly tapped her red and swollen lips. He narrowed his eyes like a sinister wolf and said, "How does the hawthorn fruit taste?"

"You teased me."

"I don't tease you, whoever teases you, my little wife, is just for teasing."

"I've never seen you so familiar. Who is your wife?"

"There is no one else but you." Josnian lowered his head and kissed her on the lips again, "You are much more delicious than hawthorn fruit."

These ambiguous words made Ye Jiaqi unable to hold back and bit him.

It bit him right on the shoulder.

But she was weak, so even if she bit him, she couldn't do anything to Josnian.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Josnian pressed her into his arms and rubbed her hair, with a loving and gentle smile on his face: "Little one."

Ye Jiaqi leaned on his shoulder and was held tightly in his arms.

Josnian hugged her waist and touched her round belly with one hand.

The TV is still playing.

But they could no longer hear the sound from the TV. In their ears, they could only hear each other's voices and breathing.
Chapter completed!