"Yifan!" Yang Fei'er called a taxi, drove directly into the community, and then ran into the unit building and got into the elevator.

If the old rascal is still the first brother in his previous life, he will definitely not be so unbearable, the 30-year-old soul has experienced that kind of ecstasy, but the 20-year-old body has the most surging energy in a man's life. How can you hold back?

Yang Fei'er opened the door and rushed in, shouting his name.

"Baby, here!" The old rascal exhaled heavily, for more than ten minutes, his mind was full of Yang Fei'er, or Wang Zixuan, or Zhang Baoxiu, and that Lin Xiaojing's naked appearance.

Yang Fei'er ran into the bedroom, saw him lying on the bed, and said anxiously: "What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly sick?"

I ran to the bed, saw his face, nose and eyes, and cried again: "Don't scare me!"

The old rascal didn't answer her, took her little hand, took her to the bed, then rolled over, pressed it, and began to kiss her little face frantically.

"Yifan!" Yang Fei'er immediately closed her eyes and pushed him hard, embarrassed and angry.

"You're like this, I'll definitely ignore you!" Yang Fei'er cried out loud, worried and scared all the way, this is the kind of ending!

Suddenly, the old rascal's lip was bitten hard, and a salty taste came, and immediately, the old rascal felt a hot pain in his lips.

Dafan, at this time, as long as a man has some blood and has a severe pain, that desire will be reduced a lot.

The old rascal let out an exclamation, let go of her little mouth, touched it with her hand, and then opened her palm to look: "It's bleeding!"

Yang Fei'er opened her eyes, saw his blood, and exclaimed, "You're okay, right?"

was bled out, and most of the desire was released, and the old rascal felt that his lower body was not so painful, so uncomfortable.

At this time, Yang Fei'er found that he was naked, and immediately let out a scream "Ah~~"

The old rascal awkwardly got off her body in embarrassment, lay down to the side, covered her body with the quilt, and exhaled heavily.

Yang Fei'er let go of the hand covering her little face and said, "Are you okay now?"

The old rascal said, "Daughter-in-law, thank you, it's finally not so uncomfortable!"

Yang Fei'er said softly again: "What happened just now?"

"I'm just dying!" But the old rascal knew that if Yang Fei'er didn't solve it for himself, he would still have this situation tomorrow, so he said, "Daughter-in-law, are you going to marry me in the future?"

Yang Fei'er blushed again when he asked, and said coyly: "I, I, you haven't passed the test yet!"

"Do you want to know that because of you, I'm going to get seriously ill in a few days, and I'll become sexually impotent from now on?" said the old rascal shamelessly.

When Yang Fei'er heard him talk about this problem, she was immediately ashamed and said, "If you continue to talk about it, I will leave immediately and ignore you for a month!"

"Daughter-in-law, I told you I have special abilities, right?" the old rascal looked at the ceiling and began to play a shameless game.

"Hmm!" Yang Fei'er said softly.

"There's a side effect!" said the old rascal.

"What?" Yang Fei'er turned her face in surprise and looked at him.

"That is, my desire is too strong!" said the old rascal, yes, his desire was very strong, but definitely not because of any special function.

Yang Fei'er turned her face again, not wanting to talk to him about this kind of topic.

"Say no more!" she interrupted.

"Alas, I am happy, but my life is miserable!" The old rascal said abruptly: "In the past, I solved it by myself, but after I met you, I didn't want to do this, because this is also a betrayal, but, who knows, my daughter-in-law is a super beauty, just look at her, my desire is a little more." But I don't want her to be embarrassed to really do that kind of thing, because she must feel that this is a bit fast, imperfect. But my husband, I can't stand it anymore, if I continue like this, I will die!"

Yang Fei'er kept listening, her face was about to drip water, and she said softly: "Yifan, if you want to, you can solve it yourself, I, I don't blame you!"

"But the doctor said that if you solve it too much, you will quickly become impotent, and there will be no happiness in the future, my daughter-in-law is a super beauty, will she be a widow in the future, I might as well die!" said the old rascal.

"Huh?" Yang Fei'er exclaimed, her voice was full of anxiety, of course she knew that the 23-year-old knew that jerking off too much would indeed have a little impact on her happiness in the future.

"So, daughter-in-law, you have to help me with it every once in a while! Since you're my girlfriend, this is your responsibility, and you can't escape it!" the old rascal continued shamelessly.

Yang Fei'er's heart kept churning, she was 24 years old, since she accepted the old rascal, she regarded him as her husband in the future, so she bit her lip and said softly: "I, I, how can I help, help you?"

"As long as you don't need to go there, any way can do it!" The old rascal was happy, it seemed that he wouldn't have to be so difficult in the future, anyway, he planned to marry her and let her do this, and there was no psychological burden.

Yang Fei'er was ashamed, lay down, and buried her little face on the sheet.

"At least once a week!" said the old rascal shamelessly, "I know our relationship is a bit short, but I really can't help it." For the sake of happiness in the future, you have to take your responsibility. ”

After a while, the old rascal turned sideways, looked at Yang Fei'er who was lying on her stomach, stretched out his hand to stroke her hair, and said gently: "Since I plan to be a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks in this life, we will be in the same boat through thick and thin in the future, and we will never give up until we are old!"

After saying this, the old rascal's tears flowed out, and he felt that although this was a bit of a mouthful, it was really his true feelings.

He felt that he needed to spend his life with a girl like Yang Fei'er!

As soon as Yang Fei'er heard this, she turned her face and saw the old rascal burst into tears, and immediately burst into tears, biting her lip and crying a little: "Yifan!"

"Even if the world is dead, we still have to be together!Be a hard-working couple!" The old rascal wiped his tears and said, and then, stretched out his hand and wiped Yang Fei'er's little face.

The old hooligan was so shameless that Yang Fei'er was moved, but shameless enough to make the "outsiders" angry, if Aunt Chick was still in his head, he would definitely keep spitting!

For a while;

"I'll help you!" Yang Fei'er blushed and said softly.

The old rascal climbed up the pole, grabbed her cold little hand, and lowered it to his chest.

It's hot!

Yang Fei'er was still lying on her stomach, trying hard to withdraw her hand.

The old rascal didn't give her a chance, pressed her little hand and stroked it gently on her chest.

......

Many things in my past life are like movies in my mind.

Is this a dream?

Or is it a dream now?

Is it Zhuang Zhou Mengdie?

Or Butterfly Dream Zhuang Zhou?

As if in a flash!

And like forever!

He vaguely heard the cry of a girl, shook his whole body, and woke up!