His Rita always considered everything for him, leaving nothing overlooked.
Whether it was matters of the heart or his career.
"You're always thinking about others. What about yourself?"
Rita smiled brightly.
"Don't I still have you?"
"That's right... You still have me."
With that, Xu Qi lowered his head slightly and kissed Rita on the lips.
It was only a simple gesture, yet Rita eagerly stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Xu Qi.
The jade-white fullness before her chest fell into Xu Qi's hands without incident. Even lying flat, they were still remarkably full.
After the kiss, Xu Qi could not resist teasing her. "Couldn't wait?"
"To say I'm not jealous at all would be impossible. But seeing the new person smile while hearing the old one cry? Ah!..."
Rita had been about to put on a sorrowful act, but suddenly found herself unable to speak.
Xu Qi had moved the quilt aside and pulled off the purple-violet nightgown she was wearing. The place that should have been used to nurse a baby was now benefiting Xu Qi instead.
His fingers gently gathered, kneaded, brushed, and teased, trying all sorts of things...
Xu Qi raised his head and said, "Do you still dare to say such things?"
Rita rarely let herself indulge, and said willfully, "I'm going to say it. What can you do about it?"
"Sigh... I guess I still haven't taught you a deep enough lesson."
"Mmph!"
That hasty little prelude had already left Rita extraordinarily wet.
So when she was finally filled, even Xu Qi could not help sighing.
"You're really wet..."
"You little rascal, you always come so suddenly. Couldn't you at least tell me first?"
"Oh?" Xu Qi raised an eyebrow and leaned over to gaze at Rita. "You clearly knew exactly what