Chapter 5661

"You are already married, I… I was afraid of being misunderstood by Fan Chengquan."

Yang Meixia smiled and said, "Can't you call during the day? You just don't have me in your heart."

"Where don't I have you? I have always kept you in my heart." Zhao Desan raised his right hand in a hurry and pretended to say, "I swear, I actually really want to see you."

Looking at Zhao Desan's serious look, a warmth suddenly surged in Yang Meixia's cold heart. A warm smile bloomed on her originally indifferent cheeks, and her tone became gentle, "It seems you still have a conscience."

"That's right, I have a big conscience." Zhao Desan made a joke, wanting to make her happy.

"Puff!" Looking at his playful look, Yang Meixia laughed immediately, then gave him a white look and asked, "How have you been during this time?"

"Are you asking about work or life?" Zhao Desan blinked and smiled at her.

"Both." Yang Meixia said.

"Work is okay, nothing major. Life is still the same." Zhao Desan said.

"How is that Fang Qi now? When are you getting married?" Yang Meixia stared straight at Zhao Desan with a pair of big eyes and asked. When she broke up with Zhao Desan at the beginning, it was also partly because of Fang Qi.

"Hey, that's something from what era? Actually, you misunderstood at that time. I don't like her. Because of Sister Wu, I didn't know what to say. But now we don't contact each other at all." Zhao Desan pretended to be helpless and said.

"So you are still alone?" Yang Meixia frowned slightly.

"How about you? How do you feel after marriage?" Zhao Desan nodded and led the topic to Yang Meixia.

"No feeling, just like that." Yang Meixia replied indifferently.

The two chatted about some irrelevant topics in the coffee shop. Yang Meixia no longer took the initiative to ask Zhao Desan what he was looking for her for, and Zhao Desan didn't want to say that matter so quickly. He wanted to wait for the relationship between the two to warm up a bit before saying that matter. He felt that the possibility would be greater.

Unknowingly, they sat in the coffee shop for more than an hour. The two occasionally glanced at each other with that affectionate look, which made Zhao Desan realize that a strong friendship began to be produced between the two, especially the look Yang Meixia looked at him occasionally, which was a bit blurred and a bit ambiguous, making him a bit absent-minded.

"That… I'm a bit tired." Yang Meixia suddenly raised her head and said.

"Ah? Then what should we do?" Zhao Desan was a smart person. Hearing Yang Meixia say this, he was stunned for a moment, and then understood the subtext of this sentence. Immediately, he tentatively asked, "How about finding a place for you to rest for a while?"

"Hmm." Yang Meixia nodded and looked at Zhao Desan ambiguously, agreeing to his proposal.

Hehe! It seems she still has me in her heart! Zhao Desan thought with some secret joy. Subsequently, he left the coffee shop with Yang Meixia, found a budget hotel nearby, opened a room, and walked into the elevator one after another.

After arriving at the room, Yang Meixia took off her down jacket and sat on the edge of the bed. Zhao Desan stood there after closing the door, feeling a bit excited and at a loss.

Seeing Zhao Desan's look of being at a loss, Yang Meixia said, "What are you standing there for? Come over and sit down." When saying this sentence, a blush appeared on that pretty face.

Zhao Desan looked at this woman who was already a wife and exuded a faint young lady temperament. He was so excited that his heart accelerated and he walked forward and sat down beside her.

"I miss you very much. I want to forget you, but I haven't been able to forget you." Suddenly, Yang Meixia leaned her body on Zhao Desan's shoulder, held his arm, and said with a grievance.

Zhao Desan was stunned, and then he gathered his courage to reach out and hold her soft willow waist, and said affectionately, "Me too. I have always wanted to call you, but I was afraid it would be inconvenient for you."

"You bad guy, you know how much I miss you." Yang Meixia beat him fiercely with tears in her eyes, and leaned her body even tighter in his arms, "It's been such a long time, I dream of you every night, you heartless person."

Zhao Desan did not resist, and let her rain-like powder fists beat on his body. Not only did he not feel half the pain, but he had a feeling of happiness.

After Yang Meixia finished venting the grievance in her heart, she slowly raised her head, looked at him affectionately, and then slowly closed those beautiful eyes.

Looking at the posture of the beauty in his arms, how could Zhao Desan not understand her thoughts? Subsequently, he understood and slowly lowered his head, printing his mouth on Yang Meixia's red and sexy lips. First, the four lips touched and rubbed gently. Gradually, as she opened her arms and hugged him, he simply stretched out his tongue and arched open her lips. Subsequently, her soft, wet, and fragrant tongue greeted him, and the two started a fierce kiss.

While kissing, they fell onto the bed together. Zhao Desan pressed on her body, and his two hands started to touch her body dishonestly. Amidst her pushing and shoving, he lifted the black tight base shirt on her body, revealing her white belly. His two hands followed into it, rubbed the plump and unusual beauties through the bra. Amidst Yang Meixia's slightly panting 'don't', he blocked her orchid-like lips with his big mouth again, and his two big hands broke through her weak resistance and reached in along the lower edge of the bra, holding the two beauties that made people hot-blooded without any obstruction. Between the touches, the soft and resilient elasticity made his heart ripple, and the treasure below also stood up restlessly.

Under the magical stimulation of his hands, the two hands of Yang Meixia, who was originally holding his wrist, slowly loosened and placed on both sides of her body powerlessly, letting his hands do whatever they wanted on the beauties in front of her chest. Gradually, Zhao Desan lifted the sweater on her body completely, and the white meat bombs wrapped in the black bra with lace edges were completely displayed in front of him. Subsequently, he quickly printed his mouth on one of them, making a seamless connection, not giving Yang Meixia any room to relax, and sucked the pink tenderness gently…

"Don't… don't…" The young lady who had been married for a short time trembled all over under the electric-like numbness, and let out a pleading moan. But in the end, she couldn't resist Zhao Desan's dominance. He reached behind her with one hand, skillfully untied the bra strap. At the moment the strap was untied, the two snow-white breasts that were half-covered and half-hidden jumped up completely. He held one of them with one hand, and contained the other in his mouth, sucking it lovingly, licking Yang Meixia until she trembled all over, her breathing becoming more and more rapid, and her whole person twisted and swayed under him like a water snake…

While attacking her sensitive chest, Zhao Desan freed up a hand and started to grope for her waistband. Realizing that Zhao Desan was going to do it for real, Yang Meixia suddenly struggled and protected the edge of her waistband fiercely, and said to Zhao Desan panting as if she was about to cry, "Zhao Desan, don't… I'm married… I can't…"

Forget it! You seduced me to this place, what are you pretending for! According to Zhao Desan's experience in conquering women, he was very certain that Yang Meixia could hint at him to take her to the hotel to open a room, and she already had this idea. Pushing and shoving like this at this time was just for show. So he turned a deaf ear to Yang Meixia's struggle, and while attacking the two plump breasts in front of her chest, he continued to pull her tight elastic pants down domineeringly…

Sure enough, hard work pays off. After Yang Meixia insisted for a while, the hand protecting the waistband gradually loosened. Not only did it loosen, but when Zhao Desan pulled the waistband down, she even lifted her buttocks gently, allowing Zhao Desan to pull the elastic pants on her legs down easily. Subsequently, Zhao Desan's big hand touched the piece of soft hair at the center of her legs. Damn! It was already a vast ocean.

Seeing that Yang Meixia was already rippling with spring feelings and had a reaction on her body, he struck while the iron was hot, wanting to take her down in one fell swoop. While kissing the two top-grade pepper breasts in front of her chest, he reached out to take off the leather boots on her feet, because if the leather boots couldn't be taken off, the tight elastic pants on her legs couldn't be taken off. In that way, with Yang Meixia lying flat like this, he couldn't enter at all. He was afraid that once she suddenly felt guilty and started to resist, all his efforts would be wasted.

But damn it, Zhao Desan was a bit depressed that he couldn't take off her leather boots with one hand, and the mouth buried in her chest couldn't move away, making him sweat with anxiety.

However, what made Zhao Desan feel very happy was that after Yang Meixia felt his anxious mood, not only did she not start to resist, but she even said gently, "I'll take them off myself."

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Desan was ecstatic in his heart. Subsequently, he raised his head from her arms and saw Yang Meixia looking at him with a flushed face, then climbed up from the bed, bent down and took off the leather boots herself. Zhao Desan then couldn't wait to pull the pant legs and dragged the tight elastic pants off her legs. Immediately, two straight beautiful legs that were white and dazzling came into view, with a piece of soft black hair the size of a palm dotted at the center of the legs.

Yang Meixia, who had removed her armor, looked at Zhao Desan shyly, then pulled the quilt and got in. Zhao Desan then didn't hesitate to strip himself naked in three or two strokes, followed her into the quilt, pressed directly on Yang Meixia's body, held her panting mouth fiercely again, and touched her smooth and warm skin with both hands, rubbing gently against the hairy part at the center of her legs with his treasure that was as hard as iron.

(Chapter 3084: Can't forget you)!