Trapped in the Love of the Mafia World (In the Revised Stage of the Name)

Spoiled

Lian yin who had finished his game, he was still on top of Yiwen's body. He smiled wiping Yiwen's face, which was filled with tens of sweat, with the bodies still clinging to each other. He was still happy with her, as if he did not want to get out of Yiwen's body. Like a postage stamp that doesn't want to be far from the envelope.

“Sang danke.” Said Lian yin, tidying up Yiwen's hair covering her forehead. Gently caressing Yiwen's face.

Yiwen scrunched his forehead. Squinting into his two eyes, with a hand holding onto Lian yin's cheek, slightly pressed him inside. “Still for what?” ask Yiwen. Which began to widen his eyes.with lips slightly pursed a few inches.

Lian Yin put her lips close to Yiwen's ears, and whispered softly.

“You have satisfied me! Yes, even if it's only a moment, but it doesn't matter. Before doing the task back, you've spoiled me." Mumbled Lian yin, with hands not stopping to gently rub Yiwen's face. "But tonight if I ask, you don't refuse, yes." he continued with a teasing smile.

Yiwen smiled, moved his body slightly, shifted to the left. He wrapped his hand around Lian yin's neck. Pulling his neck closer. Showing her sweetest smile, to tease Lian yin. ”What do you want myang, I will always fulfill now. Partly my obligation as your wife, should be able to pamper you every time.” Yiwen.

"So including satisfying me every day," Yiwen teased, pulling one of her eyebrows. Yiwen pursed his lips, trying to nenimang-nimang what Lian yin said.

Yiwen was silent, without a word. He pulled Lian yin's neck, drew closer to her face, as the woman, kissing Lian yin's lips. Replied with a warm paste from Lian Yin's lips.

They enjoy their fun. Lian yin's hands moved extremely mischievously, beginning to trace Yiwen's body, over and over again. Makes the woman unable to pucker. He just enjoyed, with a soft spoiled sigh, making Lian yin even more happy to do it. He played the sensitive part, belonging to Yiwen with his hands. There was a sigh right in Lian yin's ear. A breath of gasp, clearly heard in his ears.

“You are indeed the one who made me really feel special.” Yiwen said. While continuing to sigh, with a game of fingers Lian yin.

"Yin, slow!" yiwen. Keep on sighed harder and harder.

"Shut up! Later if you come out. Then it will feel more delicious." whispered Lian yin.

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Lay who was in front of the mountain immediately clumsily, heard the sigh.

Glepp's..

He could only gulp his saliva roughly, hands that had been raised ready to knock. Still sculpting, with a stiff body.

Why should I hear that sigh. What is my day that is still not husband and wife. Even love is still clapping one hand, there is no certainty. Whine Lay in his heart.

He abandoned his intention to interrupt their night. But in the heart it is also important. There was a hang thing he had to talk about with Yiwen and Lian yin. But the sound of Yiwen's enjoyment made Lay hesitant to interrupt.

"It seems I should tell him first, after that they can continue again." muttered Lay, with a face still very doubtful.

"I'll decide, I'll knock on the door now" Lay murmured.

Oh.. Lord.. Forgive me, it has disrupted this husband and wife relationship. Lay said to set up the door, hoping that Lian Yin would not be angry with him.

Lay took a deep breath, raised his hand full of doubt within him, and. With eyes closed. In one breath at a time, he started knocking on the door hard.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck..

I heard the knocking of that door. Lian Yin looked very upset, not satisfied to make his wife wet. With a heavy heart, he had to get up from Yiwen's body.

"Shirit.. Who's the bother!!" the upset Decak, Lian yin, immediately covered his wife's body with a blanket.

"Who is that?" yiwen asked, tightly covering her body with a thick blanket.

"I don't know either, shang." replied Lian yin flatly. He was really disappointed, tonight.

"Who?" lian Yin asked, stepping her feet up to take the towel covering hers.

"I'm Lay, is there something I want to talk about?" muttered Lay, who was still standing in front of the door.

"Yes already! Later I will go there, now better go first." Lian yin chuckled.

Lay without asking much more, he hurried away. Maybe not now is the time to talk.

Lian Yin laid her body beside Yiwen, tightly clutching his wife's waist. His heavy breathing was felt behind the nape of Yiwen, behind the thin strands of Yiwrn hair that covered his back neck.

The man kissed the soft nape of Yiwen's neck, behind a thin strand of Yiwen's hair on the back of his neck. With fingers creeping through his wife's body. Mommy to two belongingnua, “Yin, ticklish!” yiwen said, smiling faintly, turning her body around, looking towards Lian yin in front of her.

“Syang, just a little." Said Lian yin spoiled.

“Then, now I want to go to the bathroom first.” Yiwen muttered, releasing Lian yin's hand that was coiled around his waist.

“Cute!!” whine Lian yin spoiled, like an adorable baby boy.

Yiwen sighed, “What are you coming with, syang.”

“You accompany you inside,” muttered Lian yin, holding Yiwen's hand, tugging at her spoiled.

Yiwen shook his head. Either since when did her husband turn spoiled with her, even more spoiled than women. Is she okay? Why is she like a baby?

The thought disturbed Yiwen's brain, he held onto Lian yin's forehead, then alternately held onto her two cheeks, and her neck. Instantly he pulled the corner of his lips, turning his brain to think.

“Got fever!” yiwen muttered.

“Why you?” lian Yin asked, staring at his wife's bewildered.

“I should ask, you why?” yiwen replied, sitting on the bed, with a body wrapped in a white blanket still covering her body.

“I'm not okay.” Mumbled Lian yin, showing that he was okay.

Yiwen who had wanted to pee from earlier. Now more and more unstoppable, he held a thick blanket, clutching it tightly, by biting his lower lip.

“kamu why? Have you ever asked again, yes?” said Lian Yin who immediately sat beside Yiwen.

“Emm.. Emm.. “ Yiwen mouth as if he could not talk, he just wagged his hand. Signaled if he didn't want it, he wanted to leave. The feeling had started to peak, making the girl instantly move. Lian Yin's hands swiftly blocked her stomach, wrapped her hands, preventing her from leaving.

Yiwen took her breath, trying to hold it in this time. If he pees in his pants much more embarrassed later. “I want a small water bauble!” said Yiwen, softly while holding back, the water that was already at the end of his.

Yiwen brushed off Lian yin's hand which was just silent, looking at her, and she only smiled faintly. He saw his wife running into the bathroom.

Feeling attracted to Lian yin getting out of her bed, her feet slowly entered the bathroom that was not locked by Yiwen.

The man leaned back, his left leg folded back, with his arms shortened, leaning against the wall, fixed toward Yiwen.

“Already?” ask Lian yin casually.

Yiwen frowned to her two eyebrows, hearing her husband's voice as if it was close to her. Instantly Yiwen turned his head back quickly, seeing that he was already behind her, smiling knots staring at her.

“Why are you here?” ask Yiwen.

“You take you to take a shower together or soak, while enjoying the view outside the house, must be very romantic.” Said Lian yin, moving up, stepping her legs on her way closer to Yiwen.

“Miss!!” yiwen said firmly.

“Why not, anyways today we are free. So you can have fun first. Before we are busy each other later, so can not be friendly again like this later.” said Lian yin, reaching into two hands Yiwen, kissed gently the back of her hand.

“Yiwen who was originally timid, she pulled her lips in a thin smile, greeted with a small nod from her.

Lian Yin smiled widely, she was immediately excited, lifting Yiwen's body into the bath that was right on the edge of the glass window, so she could stare at the scene already outside her house.

Lian yin, tightly clutching Yiwen's body from behind with one of her hands, touched Yiwen's chest, making him start to tingle. “Yin, ticklish, ah." said spoiled Yiwen.

Yiwen leaned his body, on the chest of Lian yin's field, with his eyes fixed on the scene outside that was clearly visible there. The woman put her head, on her pampered chest. Lian yi. simply placed his arm on Yiwen's shoulder, lunging down.