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Chapter 70

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The air seemed to start to become hot. The cold air from the air conditioner couldn't relieve the heat in Su Qingsang's heart at all.

She watched as Huo Jinyao deepened the kiss, watched as he laid her body flat, watched as his hand began to move downwards —

Her consciousness blurred for a moment, and her rationality told her that this was wrong. She couldn't let Huo Jinyao do this.

But emotionally, she felt as if it was supposed to be like this. She was his wife now. He was her husband.

Wasn't it right and proper for him to want to do something to her?

She could feel his excitement, and her consciousness began to wander. Yes, he was her husband.

Su Qingsang thought of this and didn't resist, but she didn't go further.

Okay, she just felt a little hot. It was so hot that she couldn't stand it and wanted to get rid of it.

All of Huo Jinyao's movements suddenly stopped. He buried his face in her neck and panted heavily.

Su Qingsang didn't dare to move. She didn't understand what was wrong with him.

"Can I?"

He asked her. His voice was a little hoarse. But when she heard it, she felt that it was extremely sexy.

She couldn't help but turn her face to look at him. She could feel that he couldn't help it anymore. But at this time, he still stopped to ask her what she wanted.

She suddenly felt a little touched. This man was actually quite good to her.

He could just ignore her wishes. Given the current situation, could she still resist?

But he asked himself. She was a little touched, but she couldn't say a word.

Huo Jinyao's breathing became heavier. He gently bit her chin and said, "Can I?"

Su Qingsang's face was so hot that she couldn't speak. When she met Huo Jinyao's eyes, which were as bright as stars, her brain heated up.

She leaned over and bit his lower jaw lightly as well. This ignited the fire.

Huo Jinyao gritted his teeth, propped up his body, and looked at Su Qingsang. "You asked for this."

He sounded like he was gnashing his teeth. Su Qingsang was a little scared. She instinctively wanted to dodge to the side, but it was already too late.

"Huo —" The rest of her words were swallowed.

Everything that happened next was not up to her to decide.

… …

Su Qingsang had never felt that the night was so long. It was so long that she wished it could end immediately.

She felt as if she was dead, but also as if she was still alive. She didn't drink at the banquet, so how could she be drunk now?

It was really the feeling of being drunk, sometimes rising, sometimes falling. He was dizzy and in a trance.

This feeling was something she had never experienced before. Eventually, her consciousness became hazy and she gradually fell asleep.

As for what Huo Jinyao did after that, she seemed to have a feeling about it, but she didn't have time to object.

When Su Qingsang opened her eyes, her first thought was that she was late. Her second reaction was to remember that it was her turn to rest today.

The sudden soreness in her body woke her up instantly. All the memories from yesterday had become exceptionally clear now.

"Good morning, wife."

The sudden voice made her turn her head and see Huo Jinyao's enlarged face in front of her.

He supported his head with one hand and looked at her with a smile.

Su Qingsang suddenly blushed.

She smacked him, "Honey, I'm so sorry. Good morning. "

"Morning, morning," Su Qingsang suddenly stuttered. She shrank her body and realized that she was in a state where she was naked. She wanted to wrap herself in the quilt.

She thought so and did so. However, the moment she wrapped herself into a cocoon, Huo Jinyao hugged her into his arms.

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