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Zhao Xioulan said as she saw Wang Hu put his arms around her back.
"Sister-in-law, I'm just cold."
How could Wang Hu be willing to let go? His lips were so close to her snow-white skin that it seemed as if there was a layer of red gauze covering it.
Zhao Xiulian was also afraid of freezing Wang Hu. However, as she held Wang Hu, she could clearly feel her heart pounding. Every beat of hers was extremely heavy.
Wang Hu's chest was firm and warm. Every time Gu Dacheng came back, he would either do those things or drink to his heart's content. Zhao Xiulian could not remember how long it had been since she was hugged so tenderly.
Wang Hu noticed that Zhao Xiulian did not say anything else. He reached his hand into her clothes and placed it on her slim waist.
Wang Hu's hands were cold. Zhao Xiulian was in Wang Hu's arms for a while, so her body felt hot. Wang Hu's touch made her feel like she was struck by lightning. She felt a little numb and couldn't care less about pushing Wang Hu away.
Seeing that Zhao Xiulian had no intention of resisting, Wang Hu started to act boldly, moving back and forth between Zhao Xiulian's waist. Zhao Xiulian unconsciously twisted her body, and Wang Hu was pleasantly surprised.
Zhao Xiulian's white shirt was not thick. Wang Hu was bare-chested, as if he was sticking to her skin. If he moved back a little, he could see that Zhao Xiulian was hiding behind her thin clothes.
The two soft and proud lumps were tightly wrapped in a purple leopard pattern. As they moved, it seemed as if they would break free at any time, appearing in front of Wang Hu.
Wang Hu began to forget about Zhao Xioulan's soft and tender body. He began to search for the round petals. As he gently stroked them, Wang Hu could no longer feel any cold. Instead, he felt a hot and dry sensation.
Wang Hu didn't expect that the material Zhao Xiulian was wearing was lace. He thought she would be conservative enough to only wear cotton. What a pleasant surprise.
The silky smooth lace was rubbed by Wang Hu's hands, and his tender white skin slowly turned pink.
Every time Wang Hu took a step, Zhao Xiulian would always want to push him away. However, Wang Hu's gentle touch would be like pinching Zhao Xiulian's heart, causing her to be unable to push him away.
Just as the two of them were engrossed with their thoughts, they heard a loud rumbling sound. The deafening sound of thunder startled Zhao Xiulian, causing her to subconsciously hug Wang Hu.
Wang Hu was already preparing himself for the incoming attack. Zhao Xiulian's pounce had knocked against the blazing heat coming from Wang Hu's body. Zhao Xiulian was shocked and blushed heavily.
Wang Hu thanked the heavenly lord for his beauty. Zhao Xioulan inadvertently made a few moves, which made Wang Hu feel extremely comfortable. He wanted nothing more than to eat the person in his arms cleanly.
It had been a long time since Zhao Xiulian had been ploughed into a good piece of land. Zhao Xiulian almost cried out at the thought of this. However, a weak voice still escaped her lips.
It sounded like a treasure to Wang Hu. He hugged Zhao Xioulan tightly, wanting to untie her and feel if the item was as soft and fragrant as he had imagined.
"No, Hu Zi."
Three buttons later, just as Wang Hu was undoing the first button, Zhao Xiulian suddenly pushed him away.
Although Gu Dacheng had already cheated, they hadn't gotten a divorce yet, and she was the one who did the wrong thing.
It wasn't that Wang Hu didn't feel anything for her. It wasn't that he didn't dislike Wang Hu either. In fact, he was still looking forward to it. However, she was Wang Hu's sister-in-law after all.
Zhao Xiulian couldn't break the last limit, so she shouted for him to stop.
Wang Hu's hand was fixed on Zhao Xiulian. He did not want to force her, so he hoped that she would accept him willingly. He respected the woman he liked.
Wang Hu retracted his hand and sat up.
Zhao Xiulian tidied up her clothes and sat up as well. Both of their faces were red, while the ambiguous atmosphere in the air had yet to dissipate.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward. The rain outside had stopped. Zhao Xioulan said she was afraid that Wang Cui Ping would think of Wang Hu, so Wang Hu took advantage of the sunny day to go back.
Wang Hu did not wish to make things difficult for Zhao Xiulian, so he did not say anything and headed home.
Zhao Xiulian was sitting on the brick bed, as if Wang Hu's warmth was still in her bed.
Zhao Xiulian unconsciously lay back down. It was not only Wang Hu who had been set on fire.
A woman who could not see her husband all year round would also have desires, especially after experiencing all these just now.
The temperature of his body only increased, it was getting hotter and hotter.
Zhao Xiulian looked at the roof of the house in a daze. A hand reached into her clothes, peeling off the cover on her chest and holding the snow-white cloth.
At first, he just gently held onto it, but later he kneaded it with force, while his other hand reached downwards.
He rubbed at the edges of the lace until water began to seep out of the fabric.
Zhao Xiulian closed her eyes and enjoyed her beauty, as if she was possessed by a strong man. Her mind kept flashing with scenes of their passion when Gu Dacheng came back.