Chapter 1289

Feeling her response, Ke Jingheng was delighted and the action on his hand was released. He couldn't help but tear away her pajamas that were already under her shoulders, revealing a large area of snow-white and smooth skin.

Luo xiaoberry only felt cold in front of her chest, and then something soft and warm was pasted on it, moving slowly down her curve bit by bit.

The hospital was quiet at night, with little sound. Only occasionally there was a small sound of footsteps outside the corridor. It was a nurse who happened to pass by in the middle of the night.

"Don't be here... What if someone comes in?" The raspberry has no strength at all, and its voice sounds soft. Although he said no, it sounded like inviting him to continue.

"No one will come in. Don't worry." Ke Jingheng was even happier when he heard her say so. It turned out that she refused him only because she was worried that someone would come in. If no one came in, could he do whatever he wanted?

"No, it's strange..." Luo Xiaomei still twisted her body uneasily, because she heard a clear sound of footsteps outside the door, "otherwise, you lock the door..."

The struggle was fruitless, so she had to retreat to the second place and put forward such a request. However, Ke Jingheng refused with a warm kiss: "at this time, you ask me to lock the door? I can't stop..."

As he spoke, his hand gently stroked her chest and rubbed back and forth on that piece of white skin, hesitating not to go down.

Naturally, he wanted to continue. He had been with her for so long in the past, and he had never touched the place that fascinated him. But he was afraid that she would react too much, which would backfire. After all, her memory has not been fully recovered. Although there are still residual memories in her body, they are not 100% after all.

He still wants to do it slowly

But another voice said in his mind, "touch it across the cloth, just..."

The sound seemed to come from a distant place, and kept replaying in his mind, making his blood surge up.

When he reacted, he had put his hand in that place... At first he just touched it gently, but then it got out of control.

Those before are self deception, how can you just touch it! If it's a man, it's out of control.

Luo Xiaomei's reaction was really fierce, and she suddenly widened her eyes: "don't do this! Don't!"

This feeling was so strange that she felt very strange and uneasy.

The more she said so, the more Ke Jingheng wanted to continue. He directly and forcefully blocked her mouth. One hand pressed her restless little hand, and the other hand continued to touch her carefully.

"You're my wife... What's the matter with me?" He gasped as he spoke. He felt stiff from his brain to his caudal vertebrae. His mind was light and his whole person was like stepping on a cloud.

A layer of sweat gradually appeared in the palm of his hand, and his range of action became larger and larger, slowly shifting from the front to the back.

Aware of his intention, Luo Cranberry pressed his hand tightly: "what do you want!"

"What do I... Want?" Ke Jingheng repeated her words in a low voice and blew into her ear, "I think... You must be uncomfortable sleeping in this thing? Let me help you become more comfortable, OK?"