The memory of this night was unbearable for Jing Tong, but it wasn't that wonderful for Jiang Yu either.
Of course, it was a wonderful thing, but he was not in the mood to experience it. After all, he would not feel good if his wife was like this.
Afraid that it would leave a shadow in her heart, Jiang Yu had planned to let her go, but she cried even louder.
To Jing Tong, this torture seemed to last a century, but in reality, it ended in less than ten minutes. The woman under him didn't have any fun, so how could Jiang Yu have any? moreover, in order to take care of his feelings, he was very careful.
Fortunately, after she gradually got used to it, her expression finally wasn't so painful. Jing Tong bit her lip to suppress the choking in her throat. Her breathing was rapid and disorderly, and her red eyes looked very pitiful.
It still wasn't a pleasure.
