Transmigrated To Ancient Time: Thrive With An Auction System!

Chapter 327: Plague ( 8 )

Early the next morning, Fu Chen’an woke up and found his wife was clinging to him again. Their legs intertwined, and one of her hands had slipped under his clothes.

Feeling his wife’s soft hand placed near the dangerous place, he took a sharp breath.

As a young, strong man, his body’s reaction was quite strong in the morning. Usually, he could hold back the fire as long as he practiced more and burned the energy.

But today, thanks to his wife’s restless sleeping posture, his brother was more energetic than usual. Even while lying down, he was still able to see his brother peeking at him.

Fearing that his wife would find it disgusting, he tried to move his wife’s leg and hand from his body. But before he could free himself, his wife suddenly frowned and complained in her sleep.

The next moment, her knee brushed over his lower body. The already hard body part turned harder instantly.

Fu Chen’an’s forehead was now covered by a layer of sweat, and he had to take several deep breaths to stop himself from letting out a shameful sound.

Not knowing her husband’s torture, Yao Zhi was sleeping soundly when she felt someone was disturbing her. She loved to hug something when she slept and couldn’t do without bolsters.

As she slept, she felt her bolsters suddenly become warmer, and someone put a stick on them. The stick kept poking at her knee and made her annoyed.

Feeling unhappy, she grabbed at the stick and tried to remove it. But the harder she tried, the bigger the stick became. When she finally heard someone hissing in pain, she opened her eyes and met her husband’s watery, red-rimmed eyes.

Meeting his wife’s dazed eyes, Fu Chen’an swallowed hard and asked hoarsely, "Wife, can you...let me go first?"

At first, Yao Zhi didn’t understand what he was talking about until she felt a hot, hard stick twitching in her hand. Realization hit her, and she lowered her head, only to see her grabbing her husband’s private area.

Although she touched it through clothes, they only wore undergarments. Even though she bought them from the system’s store, she chose the ones with an ancient-style design. And undergarments in this style were made of thin silk.

Her husband didn’t wear modern underwear, so his body was more exposed to her evil paws.

The moment she felt it twitch again, Yao Zhi released it as if it were a hot iron that burned her hand. She sat up abruptly, only for her to fall on her husband’s chest.

She didn’t wear a bra when sleeping, and her soft mounds pressed against his hard chest muscles. Fu Chen’an took sharp breaths when he felt the softness of his wife grind against his small beans.

His control was already on the verge of breaking. With another attack from his wife, his sanity finally snapped.

He suddenly grabbed his wife’s shoulders and flipped over. With him now straddling on top of her, he leaned so close that their breaths intertwined.

Yao Zhi’s eyes widened as she stared at her husband’s deep eyes. She swore that her husband’s eyes were like a wolf’s, ready to devour its prey.

Fu Chen’an stared at his wife’s red lips and felt parched. Licking his lips, he said while breathing heavily, "Wife, I want to kiss you. May I?"

At this moment, Yao Zhi’s mind had already entered the yellow zone as she felt her husband’s brother keep poking at her abdomen. Before her mind could process the situation, she nodded.

As soon as he received his wife’s permission, Fu Chen’an leaned down and captured her lips. This was the first time he had tasted a woman’s lips. He was surprised that his wife’s lips were not only soft but also sweet.

Both of them were amateurs, and neither knew how to kiss properly. They spent a long time licking, pecking, and nibbling each other’s lips but still felt that it was not enough.

Feeling suffocated, Yao Zhi parted her lips to take a breath. Fu Chen’an was still licking at her lips, and his tongue entered her mouth, touching her soft tongue.

The moment he tasted it, there was no going back. Driven by instinct, he used his tongue to tease her and sweep every part inside. Not satisfied with that, he even pulled her tongue into his mouth and sucked it greedily.

Yao Zhi was overwhelmed by her husband’s sudden attack, and her body went limp. She could only grab his clothes and let out soft whimpers.

Hearing this, Fu Chen’an’s fire burned more fiercely.

Recalling the conversations he heard in the barracks, he grabbed his wife’s hand and guided it to his lower body. This time, he pulled down his pants so she could touch him directly.

The moment her soft hand touched the head of his brother, Fu Chen’an let out a low, deep growl. The sound coming from his throat was very sexy.

Yao Zhi felt her spine tremble the moment she heard her husband’s grunt. She felt her body heat up and something flow from her lower body. Feeling embarrassed, she clenched her legs tighter.

Fu Chen’an parted their lips and whispered in pain, "Wife, help me... please..."

Yao Zhi was dizzy, and her soul was already hooked by her husband’s sexy charm. Although she was shy, she also longed to get closer to her husband. She didn’t dare to meet his gaze and buried her face in the crook of his neck.

Even without voicing her agreement, she proved it through her actions. Her hand was clumsy, but this made it more exciting for Fu Chen’an.

While his wife served him, he stared at her intently. Her flushed cheeks, watery eyes, swollen red lips...all of that was because of him. She was his. His wife.

Yao Zhi didn’t know how long it lasted, but she felt her hand getting sore. She bit her lower lip and asked softly, "H-husband, are you not done yet?"