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When having a great time at An Yuan, Zhang Moyan also held An Yuan's sprout.
An Yuan made a sound like a little cat, to Zhang Moyan's surprise, the sprout was not as soft as expected, but it had already half lifted its head, with a slight dampness on top.
An Yuan's intense emotions greatly stimulated Zhang Moyan, and the dragon below became even more rigid and swollen.
"No, we can't. It will hurt the baby," An Yuan pushed Zhang Moyan's large hand.
Zhang Moyan kissed An Yuan and said, "Be good, I won't go in." As Zhang Moyan increased the speed of rubbing An Yuan's hand, An Yuan holding the fire dragon gradually weakened. Zhang Moyan felt a bit uncomfortable, but Dr. Xu had instructed earlier that An Yuan was still in a dangerous period, so the two could only have fast food once.
Sweat soaked the sheets, Zhang Moyan released An Yuan's swollen lips, then turned him over so that his back was facing him, and his large palm followed An Yuan's waistline downward.
Indoors, the sweet pheromones of omega and the intense pheromones of alpha mixed together, greatly stimulating the two of them.
The fingers slid over the opening, and the fingertips instantly became moist. Zhang Moyan forced himself to focus on the smoothness of An Yuan's legs. An Yuan curled up in Zhang Moyan's arms, and the two of them nestled together.
Because An Yuan was pregnant, Zhang Moyan dared not hold An Yuan's waist, so he could only encircle An Yuan's thighs with his arms. The hot dragon immediately pressed against An Yuan's buttocks and entered.
In front of him, the red fruit was being lightly or heavily kneaded by Zhang Moyan, causing An Yuan's body to tremble involuntarily. His hands tightly grasped the arms wrapped around his legs, and he couldn't help but moan.
Although the friction between An Yuan's legs did not bring the tight and comfortable feeling of penetration, it still managed to relieve some of the internal heat in his body. Every time the head of the fire dragon rubbed against the buttocks and then pressed against the sprout in front of An Yuan, even without Zhang Moyan's caress, the sprout became increasingly stiff.
Love and desire are like aged wine, intoxicating An Yuan.
The big hand released the upright red fruit and instead fell on the green sprout below. An Yuan was already close to the point of eruption, completely limp. It was only thanks to Zhang Moyan's arms that her legs could still be tightly pressed together.
Zhang Moyan lingered at An Yuan's neck, unwilling to let An Yuan suffer even the slightest discomfort. He pushed deep into An Yuan's waist, exerting force with his hands, and sent An Yuan flying away.
"Ah—" An Yuan's curled body instantly straightened like an electric shock, and the ejaculate sprayed all over Zhang Moyan's palm.
Perhaps it was emotional, when An Yuan reflexively closed her legs, Zhang Moyan also released, and the thick essence all landed deep in An Yuan's buttocks.
Zhang Moyan loosely wrapped around An Yuan lying on the bed, calming the burning desire, the sheets were very sticky, making her very uncomfortable.
Turned on the small lamp on the bedside, and a faint light filled the bedroom.
Zhang Moyan pulled back the covers and dug out An Yuan, then took him to the bathroom for a bath.
The pursuit of a lifetime is nothing more than this: to love one's partner and one's child.
Gently, the big hand caressed An Yuan's flat belly. It was hard to believe that it would gradually grow larger with the passage of time. Zhang Moyan looked at his own arms and thought, thankfully, they were long enough to hold both of them.
Kissing An Yuan's fair cheek, Zhang Moyan smiled with a hint of shyness, and warmth colored the corners of his mouth and eyes.
The clothes were not bought to be left in the closet. Thinking about An Yuan's reaction today, Zhang Moyan realized that maybe the plan could start now. An Yuan was shy, so he had to be more proactive.
An Yuan is sleeping soundly, while Zhang Moyan quietly moved the boxes to the next room to tidy up.
The documents have all been sorted out and neatly stacked on the bookcase. Zhang Moyan opened the box of special clothes and looked at the somewhat messy clothes on top, imagining the expression An Yuan had when he first saw them.
An Yuan appears easygoing on the surface, but in reality, he is not. Zhang Moyan moved aside a few pieces of lingerie on top, underneath which was the previous album.
Zhang Moyan understands that An Yuan will definitely feel embarrassed when seeing these clothes, but deep down, he hopes that An Yuan will continue, taking out the clothes one by one, like peeling back layers of his heart, and then uncovering his deepest secrets.
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