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Chapter 1388 - 1388: Waking up the next morning, Yingying

Chapter 1388: Waking up the next morning, Yingying

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The next day, when the morning sun shone in through the window, ruan Mengmeng woke up with a tingling sensation.

Last night, she had been tormented by li junyu, that insatiable man.

Even after a few times, when she could no longer take it with her great stamina, li junyu still seemed to be unsatisfied.

The young girl had no idea that the last time they had sex, li junyu had pitied her for having to wear a wedding dress the next day and for fear that she would not be able to take the college entrance examination later. He did not dare to torture her too much.

This was the first time he had hugged the woman he loved while he was conscious. Li junyu spent a lot of effort to suppress his raging desire.

And neither of them knew that the last time they didn’t enjoy themselves to their heart’s content had become their last song.

So now, he could finally hug the woman he loved again.

As strong and overbearing as a tyrant, how could he let go so easily … It would be best if he could make Mengmeng pregnant with his child in one night, tie her up, and never let her leave.

Oh, li junyu wailed. the young girl woke up from her bed and lowered her head to look at the man who was buried in her chest. She had no idea what he was doing.

Ruan Mengmeng only saw the top of li junyu’s Black hair buried in her chest.

A numbing feeling came from his chest.

Yueyue, get out of the way, Yueyue. ruan Mengmeng wanted to push him away. It was not enough for him to torture her for the whole of last night. Who would do such a thing so early in the morning?

However, just as her small hand pushed on his shoulder, the man’s strong big palm grabbed her back.

“Be good, sleep a little longer. Yingluo, don’t make a fuss.” Li junyu’s voice was deep and hoarse, and he did not even raise his head as he spoke.

What’s the fuss about? he was the one who was making a fuss early in the morning!

Half of ruan Mengmeng’s body went limp from his long kiss, and she could not resist at all.

But even if she didn’t have the strength, she couldn’t let him do whatever he wanted.

She pulled her small hand out of his large palm and went up to hold the man’s jaw.

Ruan Mengmeng was rarely so domineering, but li junyu lifted his face instead.

She furrowed her brows and said, ” you’re the one who’s making a scene. Haven’t you had enough of making a scene last night? who would wake up early in the morning and make a scene? ”

The rest of her words were stuck in the girl’s throat.

Because when she lifted li junyu’s face and met his deep eyes, she blushed unconsciously.

She had seen all kinds of li junyu, even his low chuckling and affectionate look.

However, it was ruan Mengmeng’s first time seeing li junyu in this state.

The man’s handsome face had a slight frown on his face because his morning pleasure was forcibly interrupted.

Even his pitch-black eyes were slightly cold.

However, that handsome face revealed a lazy and casual look after satiating.

The moment li junyu raised his eyes to look at ruan Mengmeng, the bone-piercing coldness in his eyes disappeared.

Those cold eyes turned into a deep gaze, ” “Mrs. Li, morning.”

He raised his head and looked at her.

At that moment, ruan Mengmeng’s heart stopped beating for a moment.

She had never thought that she would wake up to see li junyu in this state after a night of lovemaking.

This was the wedding morning that she had imagined countless times in her mind.

The night before, they had each other and slept in each other’s arms.

The next morning, she would wake up in shyness. What she would see might be li junyu’s bare and firm chest, or the side of his face that was still asleep.

But the last time, when she woke up, there was only ice beside her and no one.

She had thought that the morning in her dreams would never happen again.

But now, Yingluo

“Shua shua.” The young girl bit her lower lip lightly, and the words that reached her mouth turned into muffled sobs.

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