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Exposed to the air, the small red fruit on the chest began to stand up slightly.
An Yuan was in a panic trying to cover himself with the blanket, but Zhang Moyan snatched the blanket and threw it away.
"Zhen, I feel a bit cold," An Yuan sat on the bed, trying to cover herself as much as possible, then looked at Zhang Moyan who was already naked on the bed, with an innocent expression, "Can you give me the blanket back, please?"
Zhang Moyan picked up the remote control from the side and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner a few degrees higher, "Is this temperature okay?"
"Are we really going to do it tonight?"
"I can't help it." Zhang Moyan admitted straightforwardly, then sat up and stretched on the side. Anyway, he couldn't escape now, and his image didn't matter much to him anymore.
An Yuan's big hand circled around his slender ankle, then gave a gentle tug. "Ah," a cry of surprise, and An Yuan was already in front of Zhang Moyan. "Be good, don't move."
Zhang Moyan lowered his head and kissed An Yuan. With both hands protecting her belly, An Yuan suddenly felt the baby in her belly move slightly.
"Zhen, quickly feel it! The baby just moved!" An Yuan exclaimed with wide eyes.
"It's really daddy's good baby treasure!" Zhang Moyan smiled, "Swish—"
An Yuan 's only pants were thrown off the bed.
"You beast! How dare you do such a thing in front of the baby!" An Yuan's cheeks turned crimson, his eyelashes trembling. Although he knew the anger was somewhat inexplicable, he would never admit that most of it was due to how easily his pants had come off.
"You just said the baby moved, so he must really like being close to me like this," Zhang Moyan laughed provocatively.
After finally breaking free from the restraints, An Yuan lifted her foot and kicked Zhang Moyan in the chest. As a result, Zhang Moyan let out a muffled groan, and he himself also uttered a moan.
"Darling, one more time," Zhang Moyan's voice became rough and low.
An Yuan didn't expect to accidentally kick Zhang Moyan's red fruit, nor did he expect the red fruit to be so hard, like a hard stone rubbing against the sole of his foot.
Realizing this, Zhang Moyan tightly grasped An Yuan's ankle and then vigorously rubbed his own chest with the sole of his foot.
An Yuan looked very distressed on the face, but couldn't help groaning. This contradictory combination was quite charming in the eyes of Zhang Moyan.
Gradually, the big hand began to slide down, "You! Don't—" The fire dragon rubbed fiercely against An Yuan's soft sole.
The tingling sensation swept through An Yuan's body like a storm, and at this moment, his desire was like a small boat in a storm, the more he struggled, the deeper he sank. He couldn't escape, no matter how hard he tried.
"Um...stop..." An Yuan blushed, but still pushed Zhang Moyan's head away from burying into his chest with all his might.
"How do you still have the energy to talk," Zhang Moyan grumbled, then fiercely sucked on the small red fruit he had been playing with between his lips, using even more skillful techniques to toy with An Yuan's green sprout with his fingers.
"Wu - Bu -"
With three people ganging up on her, An Yuan was left with no choice but to cry.
Until Zhang Moyan released the small fruit that had been ravaged in his mouth for a long time, An Yuan was already sobbing.
Looking at An Yuan stubbornly holding his arms around his stomach, Zhang Moyan finally sighed, then gently took the pillowcase from the pillow beside and covered An Yuan's stomach, "There, now the baby can't be seen."
He knows that An Yuan is very competitive, but he didn't expect it to be to this extent. It seems that a plan needs to be made to change this habit of his.
"You can't be so forceful!" Because he was still in the heat of passion, An Yuan's words sounded like he was acting coquettish with Zhang Moyan, regardless of whether Zhang Moyan was lying on the bed with his back turned, still angry.
"That's not what I saw, you seemed to be enjoying it too," Zhang Moyan touched his nose. He didn't dare say this sentence, otherwise An Yuan would really be angry tonight.
"Okay, dear, can I ask for your opinion?" Because An Yuan had his back to Zhang Moyan, he couldn't see the somewhat sly smile on Zhang Moyan's face at this moment.
"Darling, may I kiss you?"
"I can't." The soft, wet kiss climbed up An Yuan's back.
"Darling, can I touch you?"
"No way!" The big hand directly pinched An Yuan's perky and round buttocks, with fingers also tending towards the opening.
"Darling..."
"They said no!" An Yuan got angry, turned around and forcefully pressed his leg onto Zhang Moyan's body, then with a stern face, struggled to sit on top of him.
"Let you bully me! Watch me make you angry!" Because he had a good appetite during this time, and Zhang Moyan had been feeding him well, he had gained weight.
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