Transmigrating into the Prince Regent’s Beloved Runaway Wife

Meng Huan just simply wanted to lick him.

But when the tip of his tongue touched the skin, it became moist as if the water dew fell on a dry field and had a bit of a slippery touch.

The skin, however, was not as soft and moist as the lips.

Meng Huan pursed his lips and went up, gently kissing Lin Bozhou’s lips.

–Then, he was carried up by the waist.

Carrying, Lin Bozhou was taller than him, holding his waist with one arm and holding him back in his arms. “No more kisses. Another kiss will be inappropriate, and Huan Huan can’t get a good rest tonight.”

Lin Bozhou said this sentence and sat upright, robe proper, being considerate of his body, giving an abstinence, sensible look.

Meng Huan initially had a little intention in his heart, but when he heard this sentence, he let out an “oh” and slowly got up from him.

He also didn’t know how weak his body was, but he couldn’t do anything since Lin Bozhou wouldn’t allow it. Moreover, he was also a little embarrassed, so he sat down and took the bowl to continue eating.

However, his emotions were all over his face, and his eyelashes drooped.

He appeared to feel particularly embarrassed because of his desire for his husband.

And…… he was also rejected.

Lin Bozhou lowered his eyelids, his fingers slightly burning. With the flash of current just now, he realized that if they didn’t immediately stop, the consequences would probably be serious, so he immediately picked up Meng Huan.

The main thing was that Meng Huan was sick, had a low fever, had no strength, and his ankle had a wound. He was afraid of shattering him if he forced himself on him.

However, Meng Huan’s face was a little red.

Lin Bozhou came close and gently kissed his ear. “Huan Huan.”

Meng Huan was suddenly hit with a jolt and inclined his head to look at him, his ears burning.

In fact, as long as Lin Bozhou touched him, he was hot all over, so even if Lin Bozhou came closer to comfort him, Meng Huan’s back was nervously stiff.

“Angry?” Lin Bozhou’s breath brushed against his face.

Meng Huan shook his head. He was not angry, but feeling Lin Bozhou’s breath, he was a little hot and wanted to avoid it as much as possible.

…… He wanted to have skin-to-skin contact with Lin Bozhou.

The more Meng Huan thought about it, the more he blushed.

Lin Bozhou could hold back for his body, but he couldn’t, and it was too humiliating.

He buried his head and began to pretend to stir the rice seriously.

He tucked his arms and legs, worrying about Lin Bozhou coming close, and lowered his head like a small rabbit. Looking at him made Lin Bozhou’s teeth slightly itchy. He was a very cruel and strict person to himself, considering the best for Meng Huan. He would never go to trample that red line.

For example, if he felt that temporarily not having sex was good for Meng Huan’s body, he wouldn’t do it.

But…… looking at Meng Huan now, he was tormented with fire in his heart.

After eating and washing up, Meng Huan was ready to sleep, so Lin Bozhou carried him up.

After covering the quilt, Meng Huan said, “Then you can go to work. I’ll sleep.”

After saying this, he didn’t care about Lin Bozhou and immediately closed his eyes.

Meng Huan was not really angry.

He just felt a bit useless. He was afraid that if he let Lin Bozhou hold himself, he would want to be intimate with him again, so it was better to hurry up and sleep without distractions.

Meng Huan slept like this and turned on his side, tilting his head over and shrinking into a small ball.

Those who didn’t know would think that he was really acting in a fit of pique.

The room was quiet.

A wave of uncertainty surged up. Lin Bozhou took a deep breath and sat on the edge of the bed. “Does Huan Huan want this husband to hold you?”

Meng Huan hesitated and said, “Whatever you want.”

He was obviously nervous again and unhappy to have Lin Bozhou close by.

Obviously, he wanted to have sex with Lin Bozhou in the afternoon.

Meng Huan only had two thoughts about Lin Bozhou: have skin-to-skin contact with him or keep a distance from him.

…… Meng Huan really wanted to hug him himself.

When thinking of this, Lin Bozhou’s highly-constructed reason and the painful self-endurance crumbled and collapsed with a boom in his heart. He gritted his teeth and had to admit that Meng Huan was really able to grasp him, even if he didn’t know it himself.

The clenched fingers loosened, and Lin Bozhou lifted the quilt to get into bed. When he hugged him from behind, Meng Huan visibly shuddered. “What for?”

He was a bit startled.

“Okay, okay, gently.” Lin Bozhou kissed his earlobe. “After intercourse, Huan Huan will be good and sleep.”

Meng Huan was stunned, and the next second, his clothes were peeled away. The man’s familiar warm hands touched his white ear and neck and gently wandered downward.

His body seemed to be electrocuted. Meng Huan bit his lips tightly.

Lin Bozhou liked to touch him. He was not an animal that only cared about shaking the lower half of his body, but he cared a lot about Meng Huan’s feelings. The foreplay was loving and romantic every time they had sex. It would be painful when he entered, but he would make Meng Huan feel good. Moreover, Lin Bozhou was pleased to see Meng Huan’s comfortable expression and liked to hear Meng Huan’s moan.

QAQ.

Lin Bozhou was really perverted.

But who would want to stick with a man with a big dick but a very bad bedside manner?

Meng Huan’s face was red, knowing he would touch himself, and he did not have the nerve to put on an act and ask,  “Didn’t you say you were not going to have sex?” He stretched his hands and gently placed them on his neck.

Lin Bozhou’s kiss fell, rubbing his lips. He probed the tip of his tongue and gently licked him.

As Lin Bozhou tried to provoke Meng Huan’s desire and kissed him inside his mouth, Meng Huan was so comfortable that he let out a “woo~” like the sad cry of a small animal. He had really waited for Lin Bozhou for a long time.

“Be good,” Lin Bozhou kissed his forehead. “I will make Huan Huan feel good soon.”

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