Male Lead's Canon Fodder Wife - Chapter 1119

Chapter 1119: Wedding Night ( 2 ) R18
WARNING!!! This chapter contains mature content that does not fit readers under 18. Please skip this chapter if you are below 18!!!

Hearing his wife’s soft moans, the blood in Li Lingyun’s veins surged. His hands began to explore further as he massaged her waist.

At first, he lightly squeezed her firm buttocks before moving to her back and thighs. Gradually, his movements grew bolder and his hands slipped under her clothes.

By now, Pan Meijia had started to doze off and didn’t immediately notice her husband’s mischievous hands until she felt a squeeze on her chest. The strange ticklish sensation made her let out an involuntary moan, “Ahn!”

In an instant, her sleepiness disappeared and she looked at her chest. A pair of hands was clearly visible massaging her breasts under her clothes. Seeing this lewd scene, the itchy yet electrifying feelings coming from her chest made her body tremble and her cheeks reddened instantly.

She held her husband’s hands, trying to make him stop. Before she could say anything, she let out a gasp as he flicked at the top of her mounds, “B-brother Yun–ahh..”

Her soft voice ignited a fire in Li Lingyun. His eyes reddened with desire, and his breathing grew heavy. Leaning down, he kissed her neck from behind and whispered huskily, “Wife, are you still feeling tired?”

Pan Meijia bit her lip, trying to suppress the embarrassing sounds escaping her lips, as her husband’s hands continued their exploration. Her breathing quickened, and she gasped softly when her husband’s hand reached her lower abdomen.

Sensing her response, Li Lingyun turned her around gently. Gazing into her wide, glistening eyes, he smiled and murmured, “Wife, tonight is our wedding night.”

Pan Meijia’s heart raced as she met his intense gaze. Lowering her eyes shyly, she muttered, “I know.”

Lifting her chin, he tilted her face toward him and asked softly, “Wife, can we do it?”

Hesitating briefly, Pan Meijia clutched the blanket tightly before giving a small nod while avoiding her husband’s gaze.

Seeing her consent, a smile appeared on Li Lingyun’s flushed face. He leaned down and kissed her soft lips. His tongue traced her lips before parting them gently and exploring her mouth.

The sounds of their passionate kisses echoed in the room, and Pan Meijia’s body grew hotter. Her senses were overwhelmed by his touch.

Li Lingyun paused his kisses when he noticed his wife was gasping for breath. His gaze lingered on her flushed face and hazy eyes.

Inside her eyes, he could see her nervousness, expectation, and desire. Smirking, he began planting kisses along her neck and collarbones while undressing her slowly as he continued to trace her body with his lips.

After removing his wife’s clothes, his eyes darkened at the beautiful sight before him. Recalling the underwear he had bought for her in the capital, he realized this set was not the one he had chosen.

Reaching out, he traced the thin black lace covering his wife’s firm, perky mounds. He wondered why he could feel her softness so clearly despite the bra. It turned out the material was thin and see-through.

He narrowed his eyes as he vaguely saw the hardened cherry atop her soft mounds. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he stared at her smooth, white skin contrasting against the black lingerie.

While her husband was squeezing her chest, Pan Meijia’s toes curled from the strange sensations building inside her. Every time her husband touched, pinched, or flicked the cherry on her mounds, her body trembled, and she could barely suppress her moans.

Seeing her bite her lips, Li Lingyun traced her lips with his thumb and said hoarsely, “Wife, don’t bite your lips. I want to hear your voice.”

As he parted her lips, he pinched her cherry with his other hand. The moment he did, her sweet moans escaped her beautiful lips, “Ahh–”

Sweat formed on his forehead as he held back the urge to devour her right away. Before their wedding day, Xiao Li had lent him Wang Muxiao’s secret book. Having read it several times, he was confident in his knowledge of preparing his wife’s body before they consummated their marriage.

After admiring her figure, Li Lingyun traced her body with his palms and showered her skin with kisses.

Pan Meijia’s head spun from his kisses and caresses. Every part of her body that he touched burned like fire.

Her heartbeat pounded in her ears as she let out repressed moans, “Ahh–B-brother Yun–”

Li Lingyun continued kissing her, moving lower and lower until he reached her abdomen.

When Pan Meijia felt his lips near her lower region, her body stiffened, and she cried out, “N-not there…”

Noticing her reaction, Li Lingyun refrained from going further, instead, he kissed her thighs and calves. Meanwhile, his hands were not idle.

While fondling her breasts, he licked her inner thigh, glanced at his wife’s thin black panty, and murmured, “Wife, you are so wet.”

Feeling his breath brush against her private area, Pan Meijia instinctively tried to close her thighs. But before she could, he gently parted her knees.

Li Lingyun’s lower body aches with suppressed desire as it swells larger. After removing her underwear, he reached her lower region and touched her delicate flower.

When his fingers made contact with her sensitive area, Pan Meijia moaned hoarsely, “Ahn~”

Having learned techniques from Wang Muxiao’s Thousand Drunken Dream Martial Arts, Li Lingyun was confident he could satisfy his wife. Judging by his wife’s reaction, she seemed to enjoy their intimacy.

As his fingers found the small bean hiding inside her flower, he noticed her body trembling and her waist arching slightly. Smiling at her reaction, he pressed the slowly hardening spot with his thumb in a circle.

While he enjoyed her reactions, Pan Meijia gasped for breath from the intense pleasure crashing on her body. Each time he touched that area, a numbing yet pleasurable sensation spread through her body like electricity.

Clutching the blanket beneath her, she arched her body and gasped, “Uhh–Ahhh…B-brother Yun–please…”