3Ry Cross Time (S1-S2)
SHINMO HONEYMOON 3'S

Cklek!

Sound of locked door.

A room illuminated by sunlight from the outside was immediately plastered. 10 square meters were visible. Inside there is a large bed, on the left and right side of the head of the bed there is a nightstand cabinet above which there is a sleeping lamp, there is a box-shaped fur carpet with a tiger pattern stretching on the floor as wide as 2 square meters, there is also a one and a half meter long dressing table on which is already full of cosmetic and skin care products, next to it are two doors where one is the bathroom door and the other is the door for the clothing room, do not forget the television and AC that hangs on the wall.

Of all the modern furniture, only the model of the room is traditional style. Just like the rooms of ancient times.

It's just that the room is nothing but a private room this time turned into a bridal room with scattered rose petals everywhere combined with a sweet aroma that filled the room.

Currently, the two of them withdrew from the small party and let the servants party by themselves, all of which could not be separated from the reason Shin Mo Lan wanted to be alone with his wife immediately.

Which of the servants would object?

Of course there isn't.

Finally, the newlywed couple left the servants for their private room.

As soon as the door was locked, Shin Mo Lan directly attacked Rayan's tiny lips and teased. He lingered there as much. Both of his hands also did not stay still, coiled around Rayan's waist and neck to easily pull his wife's body more attached to it.

Shin Mo Lan's aggressiveness is like a man breaking his fast from his nafs. Rayan until overwhelmed.

For a moment, Rayan could not keep up with the rhythm of her husband who wanted to swallow her whole, plus her moving strength pressed her body closer. Rayan was really confused how to find a gap to compensate.

"God!!! My husband's aggressiveness...!" batin Rayan screamed in shame because it was attacked in such a way.

When the inner Rayan said so, then another with the inner Shin Mo Lan. "Finally! After all this time I held him! I finally got to the end of the wait! It doesn't feel changed! Always amazing! My wife is really mine regardless of whose body she has! He was destined for me!"

Shin Mo Lan pushed the bodies of the two to step closer to the bed full of flower petals. Rayan could only follow until her feet felt the barrier behind. Out of shock, Rayan thought she would fall as her body was pushed to her back. Fortunately, tenderness and tenderness were what his back felt.

Only then did the ci*man both come off. With breath, the two looked at each other. Rayan with a look of protest because it made her shocked and Shin Mo Lan with misty eyes her ga*uncoverable spirit.

Silence, there was only the sound of breath clashing against each other in the room.

Rayan who was staring at her husband's protest instantly realized the strangeness of her gaze. Stunned him. My husband wanted it so much.

Thinking, because this is not the first time they have done unification. Rayan did not hesitate to tease*her husband with his spoiled insignificance.

Looping his hands around Shin Mo Lan's neck and shoulders in a soulful motion, creeping behind his head filled with jet-black hair like a pearl last night*her mas while displaying the expression that Shin Mo Lan liked the most.

That is, a spoiled, heartwarming expression.

Shin Mo Lan's body trembled instantly. From head to toe, an electric shock was felt which made his previous body heat after being lured even stronger. His eyes became darker and deeper, the look of his eyes did not move even a little from his wife's face.

"Rayan.." called him in a hoarse voice that sounded s*nsual, Rayan to shudder amusedly all over the surface of her skin until her fine hairs stood up. But, he likes.

But, Rayan still cleared her throat in response.

"You're beautiful." she praised real with the same tone. Shin Mo Lan's gaze could not lie that he was crazy about his wife.

"Thank you." Rayan replied in a low voice by teasing*until Shin Mo Lan's ears turned red instantly. He likes to hear his low voice especially when they do this.

Shin Mo Lan's finger back moved tidying up the strands of Rayan's hair that were stuck to his wife's cheek.

"You're really pretty... Until I can't hold it anymore... So, now, okay?" as the sentence was uttered Shin Mo Lan had already placed his forehead against his wife's forehead with the tips of the noses sticking together.

This was something that Shin Mo Lan often did, even though she knew Rayan would never refuse. But, he appreciates his wife enough by asking for her consent first.

Rayan knows that.

Hearing her husband's whining request for something, Rayan laughed. Seeing his wife laughing, Shin Mo Lan was about to protest, but was stopped by Rayan's attack which pushed him to the side to the back causing Rayan to change the position of the two.

Boldly Rayan occupied the belly of her husband's sixpack until Shin Mo Lan*rang unbearable.

"Darling.." his whine really wanted it.

But, Rayan seems to like her act that teases* the husband.

Without a lot of words she made a s*nsual gesture as she opened her white dress and tied her hair, then ruffled her with a more seductive gesture*.

Shin Mo Lan was not unhappy, but her purity level to Rayan was increasing.

Now his wife has nothing to cover her body but her white p*kaian d*lam. Her appearance was so evocative with messy hair and underwear successfully made her brain boil. The p*nasas scenes with Rayan from the past come out all like a movie.

His consciousness was immediately drawn by Rayan with his extraordinary voice mend*yu full of god*an.

"Want me, baby?" with his obedience Shin Mo Lan nodded in agreement. He was currently completely enveloped in ga*rah.

Lowering her upper body with slow movements while pressing her two tiny hands on her husband's chest that was not innocent since when the buttons of her suit and shirt were all open.

Rayan's behavior really tormented Shin Mo Lan.

Rayan brought her lips closer to her husband's ear until she touched his hot lobe.

Then, the words that were able to provoke her husband's desire glided. "This time let me lead. You just enjoy it enough. Okay?!" his low voice with somewhat mend*sah completely disturbed Shin Mo Lan's sanity.

Not to mention his unexpected sentence, Shin Mo Lan's eyes opened wide and immediately looked into his wife's eyes as soon as the wife distanced herself from his face.

"Rayan.." he muttered while tightly gripping the sheets under his palm to channel all the flavors that want to explode.

Rayan who heard it even flicked her hair and without a word immediately acted to make Shin Mo Lan fixated for a moment before relaxing her body and letting Rayan have fun over it. Besides, he enjoyed it too.

Afterwards, the two intertwined more deeply and closely with Rayan who was leading and Shin Mo Lan who was enjoying.

The scent of love immediately filled the room chime with the voices of the two overlapping in harmony.

The two couples enjoyed it to the world as if they belonged together without knowing that outside the door a group of servants had stuck their ears there just to know if this afternoon their master would really start printing young Master or Young Miss candidate what not.

The servants were so focused on hearing it even though the sound was not very audible because it had soundproof even though it was not completely impermeable.

"You hear no?"

"Std... Hence, silence! I can hear it even vaguely. But, you guys should shut up. It won't work if it's noisy."

"Let's not be caught by sir. The danger!"

"Hm. I heard, a man whose int*m activities are disrupted can have bad emotions."

Afterwards the group of servants kept quiet and listened solemnly without realizing that behind them Butler Yan was already twitching his lips with mixed feelings seeing these servants acting like this.

"Ehem!" his dehemannya attract the attention of the servants to make them freeze in fear.

"Eh! Butler Yan!" one of them exclaimed in shock. Didn't expect to be caught this fast.

With a smile that was not a smile, Butler Yan said meaningfully. "Something's not working, yeah..."

"Eh! Yan Butler! Nah! We'll get back to work!"

Instantly, the servants panicked and scattered away the next second. Butler Yan Shen remained alone who shook his head helplessly at the behavior of the servants who seemed to start loosening their consciousness as servants just because his master was kind.

As he was about to leave, Butler Yan delayed for a moment. With a flat yet curious expression he slowly approached the door to listen. Who would have guessed that he heard a piece of sentence that left him dumbstruck.

"Oh! Baby, do it again! Don't stop!"

Butler Yan's eyes widened to hear his Master's exclamation... Eugh... How say!

Anyway, that's.

To be sure, Butler Yan's face flushed unnaturally for an instant. Then, cleared his throat before rushing away for fear that his mind would be disturbed. He was once in his master's position. He understood what that feeling was like.

But, he did not want to be tarnished after he decided to retire from the world of romance. So, in addition to the trauma of marriage she must also be self-conscious. Therefore, no *** after old.

Haha... He considers himself old.

this is the most subtle. escapes yaa...🥺🥺