Zhen Rou is an elegant woman.
But even elegant women could become sex-crazed when they haven't shared a bed with their strong husband for so many months.
She made sure to feed Li Qingmu properly so he would have enough energy to crush her body into the most unnatural positions and pound her into submission.
This wife is crazy.
"Husband… I've waited too long for this."
She said that then ripped off his robes.
In just a few seconds.
Li Qingmu had her pinned against the wall.
Her thighs were wrapped tightly around his waist and he kept thrusting deep into her, like he was trying to use his stiff dragon covered in veins to poke some hidden treasure buried inside her tight little peach.
"Ah—!"
Outside, Li Zimo's ears turned pink.
She was sitting cross-legged on the porch as she cradled the little newborn while a ruffled Li Er tried to look anywhere but at the abode.
Another moan slipped through the paper-thin walls.
It was always long and high.
