Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian Chapter 762 – I’m Tasting You

“Good, good,” Sister Lan sighed with relief. She gently closed the door for those two, but before the door was locked, she added with concern, “You can’t make it too intense.”

Luosang spooned the millet congee into her mouth.

Then, she wiped her mouth while complaining, “Sister Lan…”

“Ahyaya, I’m only worried about you,” Sister Lan tittered, hurriedly closing the door.

The room instantly fell into silence. Luosang could feel Nian Junting’s burning gaze on her body. She pretended not to feel anything, but quietly eating the congee.

Recently, the smell of any food would make her sick. The millet congee tasted good, though.

As she finished half of the bowl of congee, and feeling a little full, Nian Junting slowly approached her, and said with a low and gentle voice, “Luo, let me taste it.”

Luosang turned, and saw his delicate face. The light poured across him, so bright and beautiful.

She was dazed for a moment. Nian Junting pressed his lips against hers.

He never liked millet congee, but now, tasting the refreshing aroma from her mouth, he couldn’t even describe how good it was.

Their lips rubbed harder against each other. Luosang shivered and flinched. Her entire body started burning. “Don’t you want some congee?”

“When did I say that I want congee? I said that I want to taste it. I want to taste you,” Nian Junting smiled, took the bowl from her hand, then leaned toward her. Luosang automatically leaned backward, slowly lying back on the couch.

She raised a hand to push his chest awat, then bit her lip and said with a shy look in her eyes, “I haven’t finished it yet.”

“Don’t I know you? You have a very small appetite. If you eat more of it, you’ll throw up,” Nian Junting lowered his head, and slowly came close to her lips.

Luosang moved further and further backward, but still ended up in his mouth.

His scorching hot breath spread on her cheeks, and made her tremble and burn.

Maybe because she was pregnant, or because they hadn’t done it for quite a while, her body was more sensitive than usual.

At first, she had the aroma of the millet congee lingering in her mouth. However, as he swept across her mouth over and over again, nothing but his scent was left there.

It was a hot summer. The air conditioning was on, but still, Luosang found his muscular arm surprisingly hot. That warmth blurred her mind.

She didn’t even know how she had come to the bed.

When she realized what had happened, her clothes had gone. She was so shy that she turned and climbed under the quilt. The thin silk quilt wrapped her beautiful body; her black, shiny hair fanned across her jade-like skin. At a glance, Nian Junting felt his blood rushing right into his brain.

He hurriedly crawled under the quilt as well, and enfolded her into his arms.

Luosang raised her head, leaned against his chest, and looked at his handsome face. Her cheeks reddened.

Nian Junting smiled, helped her to sit up on him.

Luosang held his arms and said with a soft voice, “Be gentle.” The last syllable went up a little, instantly melting Nian Junting’s heart.

He hadn’t had sex for months. At that moment, he really wanted to vent all his strength. But he didn’t dare to make any large movements, as he was afraid that that might hurt the baby.

He could only be painfully careful.

Luosang found it comfortable, though. He rarely acted so gently and carefully. She felt like she was under perfect protection, and she had a couple of orgasms.

Around eleven pm, Nian Junting held the cat-like, soft lady in his arms. He was in a very good mood, as he had just had sex. He stroked her lower belly with both hands, saying, “Luo, I think your belly is a little larger than before.”