Chapter 1148
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The smile on Nian Junting's face froze. "Luo, I'm standing in front of you in such a sexy and revealing outfit. Is that what you're thinking about?"
Shouldn't she succumb to his slender legs?
Shouldn't she be seduced by his masculinity?
"I'm curious. I didn't leave you that much money." Luo Sang tried hard not to laugh as she blinked her big eyes.
"… I snatched red packets in the group," Nian Junting said gloomily.
Luo Sang was speechless.
She remembered that he used to despise snatching red packets in the group. He even said that she was petty. He had never snatched red packets, even though his family often gave him big red packets.
She didn't expect that he would have to snatch red packets now.
Luo Sang suddenly felt a little jealous. "Give me your phone."
"Luo, I don't have any money left. You don't have to check me," Nian Junting said pitifully.
"Give it to me," Luo Sang insisted.
Nian Junting had no choice but to hand the phone to her. Luo Sang opened his WeChat and checked his balance. He only had one yuan left.
"You gave me all the money you snatched. What do you have left?" Luo Sang raised her head and said.
Nian Junting glanced at her. "I have enough."
"…"
Alright, in the early morning of the first day of the New Year, she admitted that she was touched.
She returned the phone to him and sent him a red packet. It was 13140 yuan.
"Luo, you're giving me back double." Nian Junting was shocked.
Luo Sang pulled him to sit beside her. "I'm not just giving you back the red packet. I want a reward."
After saying that, she leaned over and kissed his thin lips. "Happy New Year, hubby. I don't have a gift, but I want to give myself to you."
Nian Junting was stunned. His throat moved with difficulty as he felt her slowly pry open his thin lips. Then, she took off his bathrobe.
Then, he was pressed down on the spacious bed by her.
His son was asleep on the other side of the bed.
He was shocked. "Luo, this gift is so surprising. But shouldn't we go somewhere else? I'm afraid that I'll lose control …"
Luo Sang couldn't help but smile. "Sure, but you have to carry me to the sofa."
Nian Junting was dizzy. He stood up, carried her up, and carried her to the sofa.
At that time, he would directly push her down. Luo Sang hung her hands on his shoulders, ran her fingers through his black hair, raised her head, and kissed his eyes. "Junting, thank you for being so nice to me."
"She's my wife. It's only right that I treat her well. Of course, if you really want to thank me, you can do it a few more times tonight," Nian Junting said smilingly.
"Eh … I suddenly feel that I've been pretty nice to you. You don't need to thank me." Luosang turned to leave.
Nian Junting abruptly pulled her into his arms and pressed his body against hers with a smirk. "Luo, you said you'd give yourself to me, so I'll take it."
After he finished speaking, he pressed heavily on her delicate pink lips.
The two of them hadn't been intimate for a long time. Nian Junting was like a runaway horse, tearing Luosang's pajamas apart.
Besides, he seemed to be stronger than before. Luo Sang fell from the clouds to the ground a few times, but he sent her back again.
This repeated a few times. The fabric of the sofa, which she was lying on, was soaked by her tears.
"Look, you're crying up there, and you're crying down there too." After they were done, Nian Junting pulled her into his arms. "Why do you cry so much? You almost woke our son up."
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