Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

The warm yellow light shone into the silk curtain embroidered with peach blossoms, and the faint light shrouded the sleeping person. The peach-colored bed sheet embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water was pressed on her body, and the skirt was held up to her waist. The white and peach-red instantly rendered into an extremely enchanting color.

The beauty under the lamp was hazy, and it should be so.

Si yiyan suddenly felt his mouth go dry.

He suddenly remembered that her confinement period was full and today was his release day. He had been abstinent for a full eleven months. The moment his release was made, the blood in his body instantly turned into a surging desire, burning his body and rationality.

Si yiyan suddenly lifted the curtains.

"Oh, you're back."

Wen Xinya was half-awake, her jet-black hair scattered in the wind. The White silk pajamas she was wearing not only outlined her curves, but also revealed her delicate figure.

Xinya, I've finally completed the course on abstinence. &Quot;

If a man had never experienced the pleasure between a man and a woman, he would never understand the feeling.

However, once he had a taste of it, he would fall into it forever and could not stop.

11 months of abstinence was undoubtedly the cruelest torture for si yiyan.

Other pregnant women would be able to have sex with their husbands as long as the fetus was stable. However, Wen Xinya's pregnancy had not been easy and she was strictly forbidden from having sex with her husband.

He would never understand the bitterness of sleeping in the same bed every night and only being able to watch without being able to eat. He had always been proud of his self-control, but for the first time, he realized how difficult it was to suppress his desires and impulses.

Although the little girl's heart ached for him and would often use various means to dispel her desires, it could not be compared to fighting with real knives and guns.

Wen Xinya giggled, her laughter like dewdrops, causing her hair to tremble. She raised the corner of her eyes and looked away, saying in a sweet voice, " &Quot; however, Grandpa du called me today to remind me that although I'm out of confinement, I still have to recuperate because of postpartum hemorrhage. I can't have sex for the time being. &Quot;

By the end of her sentence, she was already biting her lip uneasily.

Si yiyan was taken aback, and a look of hesitation appeared in his eyes. Clearly, Wen Xinya's words made him not dare to act rashly."He really said that?"

At the thought of the danger that Wen Xinya faced after she bled during her pregnancy, si yiyan felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on him.

As a man, he had personally witnessed the entire process of his beloved woman giving birth and such a dangerous scene. He was more or less a little timid.

Wen Xinya could not help but burst into laughter at the sight of his cold expression and the fear in his eyes. &Quot; &Quot; hehe, you're so gullible. Grandpa du did call me today, but he didn't talk about this matter. He was talking about ... &Quot;

She blushed slightly and felt embarrassed at the thought of old Mr. Du asking her to wash her face clean and reward si yiyan.

What was even more embarrassing was that she actually listened to old Mr. DU's words. Not only did she soak herself well, but she also picked si yiyan's favorite translucent white camisole pajamas ...

Si yiyan's heart instantly burned with anger. He leaned close to the young woman's ear and blew hot air into it. &Quot; little girl, you've got guts. You even dared to lie to me. Let's see how I'm going to punish you ... &Quot;

Wen Xinya dodged while smiling. &Quot; don't ... Itch! &Quot;

His boiling hot body reminded her of how agitated he was at that moment. His heavy and chaotic breathing rang in her ears continuously, stirring her rationality.

She quickly realized what was going to happen next.

There was excitement, excitement, desire, anticipation, and timidity.

The two bodies, skin to skin, were entangled together. As the man plundered them, the black and white slave of love on her ankle seemed to have transformed into a slave of love, dancing to the most beautiful rhythm in the world, swaying and swaying.

Outside the window, the vines and the moon in front of the window were in full bloom. In the night wind, the flowers swayed, noble, beautiful, warm, and unrestrained.

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