aren't you going to get a divorce?

Chapter 39

The pungent scent of perfume came over my face, I hadn't smelled it for a long time, Rong Xia was in a daze, and was soon firmly suppressed, unable to move.

Domineering kisses hit the sky and cover the sky.

Kou Yajun was too close, Rong Xia felt that every inch of air in his chest was about to be squeezed out, and even breathing became difficult.

He couldn't help opening his mouth, but his jaw was pinched again, and the human breath invaded more violently.

Accustomed to a tender body, she couldn't withstand such straightforward provocations, Rong Xia arched her body, and was embraced on the back of the head and kissed more deeply.

The loose pajamas were quickly ripped open, the buttons rumbling to the floor.

The shiny object caught Jiujiu's attention at once, and it ran to the sofa happily, and was attracted by the violent movement of the sofa again.

Jiu Jiu tilted his head to look at the two masters who were rolling into a ball on the sofa, his pure grape eyes blinked, and his big tail dragged and flicked on the ground.

The person on the sofa quickly noticed it, he bent his knees and struggled to kick Kou Yajun's waist——

Before touching it, he was held by his calf and pressed back.

Rong Xia pushed the man's chest with all her strength, but the strength she dropped in the end was still soft as if she was acting like a baby.

"Jiujiu, Jiujiu is still at the side...!" Rong Xia's voice was filled with tears, and the embarrassment of being caught by his "son" at the scene of intimacy made him extremely ashamed.

Kou Yajun stopped and looked at the people below him.

Rong Xia lay on his back on the sofa, his lips were red and swollen, and he looked at him tearfully.

The pitiful appearance did not make Kou Yajun feel guilty at all, but instead aroused the possessive desire that had been suppressed in his heart.

He straightened up a little, took the cufflinks on his wrist and threw them on the sofa, and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing a powerful forearm.

Rong Xia stared at his series of actions in a daze, and yelled in his heart that it was not good, he backed away dawdly——

There is no way behind.

His heels brush against the sofa, and the bumps on his toes have gone away.The blush brought by the hot water has faded, and it was covered with a thin red again in the kiss just now.

Kou Yajun reached out and grabbed his ankle and pulled it in his direction.

Rong Xia is too thin, even that kind of struggle will not be effective at all, he can drag people to his side almost without much effort.

He lowered his head, and gently placed a kiss on Rong Xia's forehead.

Very light and soft.

He put his hand on Rong Xia's neck and squeezed it comfortingly, then quickly slid down the spine, passed over his butterfly bone, and stopped at his waist.

The tense nerves had just relaxed, before Rong Xia had time to say anything, the next second his body suddenly vacated——

Kou Yajun picked him up and walked quickly to the bedroom, and kicked the door shut with a bang.

Samoyed squatted in place for a second, then ran to the door of the room.It couldn't get in, and it was circling outside the door in a hurry, screaming a few times, but no one opened the door.

The dog's memory was only two or three seconds long, and Jiujiu, who hadn't waited for a response, soon forgot about the violent storm just now, and quietly nestled back on the sofa.

Inside the door, Rong Xia's clothes were thrown on the bed in a mess, and Kou Yajun's hair made his chin red.

He tugged Kou Yajun's hair to stay away from such obvious stimulation, but...

There is no heating indoors in the south, but Rong Xia's shivering is definitely not because of the cold.

A hand was stuffed under his body, supporting his waist and pressing upwards, almost wrapping his whole body in his arms.

"Let go of me, you let me go..." Rong Xia's nasal voice was thick, she blinked and shed a series of tears.

Having been married for so many years, he has done everything that should be done. Kou Yajun knows too well which part of Rong Xia's body he cannot touch, and also knows too well how to make him comfortable.

It doesn't matter if you don't have memory, the body's instincts and habits are still there, Kou Yajun bit his tongue...

Rong Xia trembled uncontrollably, but her legs deviated from her master's wishes and quietly wrapped around Kou Yajun's waist.

Kou Yajun straightened up, roughly undid the top two buttons of his shirt, and took off his clothes with a raised hand.

He turned back to Rong Xia, patiently kissed away his tears, and whispered his name.

"Rongrong."

The brief tenderness made Rong Xia open his eyes.

The long eyelashes were smeared with tears and stuck to the eyelids pitifully.He took a small breath, and the sweat from his forehead dripped into his eyes, which were sore and painful.

He blinked, another tear.

Kou Yajun kissed his eyes in silence, and when he finally let go of his guard and put his arms around his neck, he hugged him hard and turned over.

Immediately behind him came the sound of the belt being undone.

Rong Xia looked back nervously, just in time to see the man's black trousers being thrown beside her face.

Before he could utter words of resistance, Rong Xia pinched his chin and kissed his lips. He resisted, but he couldn't hold on for a few seconds.

The body softened quickly, Kou Yajun covered him, the kiss was domineering, and the movements were extremely rough, only the fingers stroking his cheek were gentle.

When the kiss finally ended, Kou Yajun asked vaguely: "Is it like this in that video?"

Rong Xia couldn't tell what he was talking about at all, so he could only sob and shake his head.

"what is that?"

Kouya County will not let him go.

"I really can't think of it," Kou Yajun said in a low voice, "tell me, what is it?"

Rong Xia trembled her lips and shook her head, "I don't know..."

"How come you don't know?" Kou Yajun's expression seemed to be jealous and affectionate, he kissed the back of Rong Xia's neck, and coaxed, "Or there are too many tricks, you can't even remember?"

Rong Xia finally understood what this man was talking about slowly. He shook his head in shame, but didn't know how to answer, so he could only murmur: "No, no..."

"Nothing?" Kou Yajun persisted, "Did you never shoot those videos, or did you not get caught by me?"

Seeing what this person said was getting more and more outrageous, Rong Xia had no choice but to use the old method.

He grabbed Kou Yajun's arm and pressed it under his face, his lips lightly touched his fingers, and his voice was wet, "Brother Jun..."

The voice in the ear seems to overlap with that video.

Kou Yajun froze for a moment, Rong Xia immediately pushed him away, picked up the quilt to cover her body, and looked at him as if frightened.

There was still affection on his face, and his eyes were still moist.

Kou Yajun reached out to touch Rong Xia's face, helped him cover the quilt more tightly, then bent down and rubbed the tip of his nose.

He turned over and got out of bed, picked up his clothes and pants, put them on, opened the window of the room, lit a cigarette, and let it burn by itself.

After the cigarette was burned out, Kou Yajun said, "...I'm sorry."

The voice is still a little hoarse.

Rong Xia opened his mouth to say something, but before he could make a sound, he saw the man put out his cigarette and walked towards the bed again.

He tensed up again.

Probably because this expression of facing a formidable enemy was too funny, Kou Yajun froze for a moment, shook his head and laughed.

"I just want to ask if you want to take another bath."

The homestay has a beautiful environment, but the various facilities are not easy to use, such as this water heater that heats up very slowly.

Rong Xia stood far away in the corner, waiting in embarrassment for the shower to spray hot water, while Kou Yajun was washing their pajama pants at the sink.

Too bad, this man.Rong Xia scratched the smooth tile wall with her fingertips, thinking bitterly.

Whether it was before or now, the way of bullying people has not changed at all!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he kicked Kou Yajun's calf——

Kou Yajun didn't turn his head, and said flatly, "The pain in your feet doesn't go away anymore, does it?"

Rong Xia ate and said nothing.

Fortunately, the hot water was already boiling, and mist slowly gathered in the bathroom.He ordered Kou Yajun to test whether the water temperature was suitable, and asked him to go out after washing his clothes so as not to affect his bathing.

Kou Yajun was obedient this time, and quickly left the bathroom with two wet clothes.

Rong Xia didn't take a long bath, but when she came out of the bathroom, the outside world was already very quiet.

It was late at night, and all the dogs in the village were asleep.

The street lights outside were dim, and the entire county fell into a deep sleep.

He wiped the ends of his hair that had been splashed with water, and walked out of the bathroom to find a small lamp in the bedroom.

Kou Yajun was leaning on the bed and looking at his mobile phone. He waved to him when he heard the movement, and said, "Jiujiu's shower gel is used up. I changed it to a different scent. I don't know if it will like it."

Rong Xia didn't answer, just sat back on the bed silently, away from this dangerous person.

His evasion was too obvious, Kou Yajun cleared his throat, and said "sorry" again.

Rong Xia snorted and got under the quilt, and asked in a low voice: "It's time for you to go back to your room."

Kou Yajun said "OK", but he didn't mean to get up at all.

Seeing this, Rong Xia ignored him, turned around and closed his eyes, pretending that there was no one around him.

A few minutes later, the small desk lamp was also turned off, and the bedroom was completely dark, with no light at all.

With the lights so dimmed, Rong Xia lost sleepiness.He opened his eyes in the dark, counting sheep boredly.

"You haven't answered me yet," Kou Yajun asked softly, "Does your foot still hurt?"

Rong Xia subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the small wound, but was stopped just as he reached out.

Kou Yajun squeezed into his quilt and grabbed his ankle.

The scalding heat climbed up again, the darkness in front of him made the sense of touch more sensitive, Rong Xia hurriedly wanted to escape, but...

The fiery breath sprayed on the insteps, and there was a moist coolness from the toes that were tingling unbearably before.

Kou Yajun found the small swollen lump accurately in the darkness, and gently licked the wound for him.

That night, Rong Xia didn't know how he fell asleep.

It was still early when he opened his eyes again, he raised his upper body and looked out the window, it was probably around three or four o'clock.

When he fell back on the bed, he pressed on Kou Yajun's thigh, the man frowned and let out a sound, then went back to sleep.

His hands were still on Rong Xia's waist.

Rong Xia pursed her lips, and the heat climbed up to her face little by little.

The toes of the left foot hidden in the quilt unconsciously curled up, and the soft and moist touch of the lips last night seemed to still be on that piece of skin.

He moved Kou Yajun's arm, and slowly turned his back to him, the inner thigh was burning, and he didn't know if it was worn out.

In his heart, he crazily abused the person who was still asleep.

Some people don't work well with their brains, but their hands and feet are really sharp.