Chapter 412 - Trying To Use His Old Trick (1/2)

Yao Ling didn't know that her wolfish husband had started to target her with his naughty plan when she was already sleeping soundly. He shamelessly playing around with her brėȧsts and at one point, Yao Ling felt annoyed so she slapped his hands away with full strength --- she still thought that it was only a dream so she didn't open her eyes.

”Mmmm... stop moving around,” she unconsciously said while mȯȧning in pŀėȧsurė.

Her slap didn't really hurt him and didn't deter him to continue pestering her. Yao Ying really wanted to laugh out loud when he saw her cute reaction. Even though she kept saying no, in reality, she seemed to quite enjoy it. Her enchanting mȯȧn was proof of her enjoyment.

'Let's see how long she could resist his charm...' He thought to himself in excitement. He took this as a challenge. If Yao Ling wanted to blame someone, she should blame their child, after all, the morning sickness hindered their lovey-dovey moment so it left him unsatisfied for so long.

He warned the baby inside her stomach and said, ”Stop torturing your mother with morning sickness! Don't prevent Father from having fun, okay?” He was behaving shamelessly. If Yao Ling knew, she would certainly scold him for talking nonsense!

Yao Ying continued his ȧssault while smiling wolfishly and could feel his own hardness turn harder and harder. Why didn't she wake up ah~?! Yao Ying was wondering how to make her feel that this wasn't just a mere dream? He needed her help to find a release...

Should he touch her sweetness down there to make her feel aroused as well?

Or should he add a little bit pressure on his touch...? Her twin buds already hardened but the woman was still sleeping soundly while mȯȧning softly.

Somehow, this was getting fun for him.

He decided to use his old tactic that hadn't been used for a long time. He whispered softly on her ears, ”Yao Ling... Yao Ling...” Maybe it would be easier if he called her name... She was always sėnsɨtɨvė when her name was called, maybe because she used to work hard back at the village and Jiu Lan usually called her name loudly to wake her up early in the morning so it became a habit. If someone called her, she would become more alert --- even if she was sleeping.

This was Yao Ling's weird quirk that Yao Ying had noticed a long time ago.

”Hmmm...?” Yao Ling responded.

When he thought that this would work, he quickly called her name again until she woke up, ”Yao Ling... Yao Ling...”

”What?!” Yao Ling asked in annoyance. She always loved her sleep, so even if Jiu Lan was the one who called her back then, she also answered this way.

Yao Ying knew that she would soon wake up.

”Yao Ling... Yao Ling...” He called again, not willing to give up so soon. He circled her tender buds with his fingers, trying to make her sensitivity reach to a whole new level.

Yao Ling was so annoyed with the itchy feelings on her brėȧsts, so she finally opened her eyes and when she looked at her surroundings --- it was still night time ah~! So, who called her? Yao Ying?! If yes, she would kick him out of the bed!

Then, she started to realize that someone was groping her brėȧsts happily. So... it wasn't a dream just now?! She felt the tingling all over her body but she still wanted to resist because she wanted to continue to sleep ah~! She couldn't even open her eyes properly, thus, she wanted to continue her dream.

When Yao Ying felt that she was going to wake up soon, the man cleverly closed his eyes and pretended that he was still asleep --- despite his hands which were working nonstop to arouse the poor Yao Ling. The man was really persistent.

Thus, when Yao Ling turned around, the man looked like he was sleeping for real. His breath was steady and there was no shady movement on his face's expression. She looked at him doubtfully, then looked at his hands which were still moving restlessly. Could someone sleep while playing around with his wife's brėȧsts?

She wasn't stupid and didn't believe it for one bit!

”Stop it!” She gritted her teeth in annoyance. She slapped his hands but still got no response --- his hands' movement didn't stop.

Yao Ying still pretended to be sleeping. He used his old style by opening his mouth and closing it once again, pretending to be eating something delicious. ”Hmmm... meat buns... so yummy...” He said in a low voice.