When he finished washing, he put on his shorts and walked out, towards Wang Zixuan's big bedroom. ）

Knock on the 'door', no one opens, twist the 'door', the 'door' opens;

When he walked into the bedroom, he found that Wang Zixuan, who was already lying on the 'bed', suddenly 'clouded' his little face.

"Haha, the wolf is coming!" the old rascal laughed, and threw himself on the bed.

The air conditioner in the bedroom was already on, and the old rascal directly lifted the thin duvet and hugged Wang Zixuan at once.

Whew, the little angel is directly naked!

As soon as the old rascal put his arms around her, his blood boiled.

"Little fool, take it off so cleanly, my husband still wants to help you take it off!" The old rascal picked up her chin and was about to 'kiss' her, but Wang Zixuan was a little dodgy, biting his lip and smiling shyly.

The old rascal directly kicked off his shorts and made full contact with Wang Zixuan.

The two of you pestered me all at once, and I pestered you!

The old rascal pressed on her body, and then gently 'kissed' and stroked each other, Wang Zixuan could have "run" a long time ago!

The old rascal let go of her little mouth, and crawled to her lower body with a smile, laughing as he crawled: "Baby, I'll sing eighteen 'touches' to my brother in a while!"

After saying that, the old rascal got his big mouth into the grass and gnawed on it.

After a while, the old rascal's long-awaited moaning 'lewdness' sounded.

Sister Zixuan, I finally got you! After the old rascal heard this voice, he knew that Wang Zixuan would never leave him again.

So, he continued to gnaw, 'kiss', 'lick', when he was iron-clad, when Wang Zixuan was emotional;

He parted Wang Zixuan's legs, but found that the other party was sandwiching hard in the middle.

The old rascal then pressed on her again, and said softly: "Wife, call husband, when you are done, you can 'hole' the room!"

Wang Zixuan blushed and closed his eyes tightly, then opened them, looked deeply into his eyes, and said, "You still haven't said a word!"

"Little fool!" The old rascal said softly: "Li Yifan loves Wang Zixuan, loves her all his life, loves her all his life, and spoils her all his life!"

After Wang Zixuan heard this, he smiled, closed his eyes, and said softly: "Little enemy, be light!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the old rascal parted her big 'legs', this time, Wang Zixuan was very cooperative!

But then;

Wang Zixuan let out a coquettish cry, full of painful coquettish sounds, she clenched her silver teeth tightly, grabbed the old rascal's arm with both hands, and two tears suddenly flowed out.

"Mommy!" she cried softly in her heart.

The old rascal got down on his stomach;

Gently moving, gently moving...

Kiss gently, kiss softly...

Gently 'touching', gently 'touching'...

Wang Zixuan also passed with the passage of time, and his voice slowly, slowly, from pain to happiness, became happy...

After hearing the change in voice, the old rascal suddenly moved faster, faster, faster...

Wang Zixuan's voice suddenly became hurried again, hurried...

The old rascal pushed hard, pushed hard, had reached the end, pushed to the end;

He whispered softly in Wang Zixuan's ear: "Baby, it's so comfortable!

When Wang Zixuan heard this voice, his hands grabbed his back hard, grabbed hard, and scratched out one after another.

....

"Yes, yes, baby, just twist your waist, hard, yes, use a little force, baby, you are so capable!"

"Yes, yes, little angel, move well, you are so smart, you can get through at one point!"

"Whew, it's so comfortable, baby, you 'make' me so comfortable!"

....

At this time, Wang Zixuan is no longer a teacher, she is a good student with excellent learning ability.

An hour later, the teacher had already exploded twice in the student's body, and the student had lost his soul four times.

The student stopped doing it, was coquettish, wrinkled his little nose, and was about to cry.

The teacher was busy, okay, baby, I won't continue today, I won't wash anymore, let's sleep together in our arms.

The student then hugged the teacher tightly with red eyes and red nose, put his little face on his chest, and then closed his eyes...

When the old rascal wakes up again;

Finding that the 'jade' person in his arms was still with his eyes closed, he gently turned her over, and then 'touched' her beautiful place, and smiled, Sister Zixuan is really powerful, much more powerful than Fei'er, and she can take the initiative to turn over to me the first time.

The old rascal found that he had a morning erection, and gently separated Wang Zixuan's beautiful place with his fingers, aimed at it, and directly forced;

Whew, it's too tight, it's too warm!

So, he 'twitched' hard, one hand 'rubbed' her Xiu' 'Ting', one hand 'groped' her little mouth, and stretched one finger into her little mouth.

Wang Zixuan woke up suddenly!

"Husband, don't!" Wang Zixuan had called her husband many times last night, and she was already familiar with this title.

"Baby, I like you to call your husband!" the old rascal laughed: "Although your physique is weak, you recover 'quite quickly'!

"Hmph!" Wang Zixuan let out a coquettish snort, closed his eyes, bit his fingers, and nibbled gently.

The clouds in the morning stopped, and the old rascal pressed on Wang Zixuan, and whispered in the ear of the beautiful woman whose soul trembled twice: "Are you happy?"

Wang Zixuan snorted lightly, his big 'legs' and arms clamped him tightly, and then the big 'legs' let go, and his arms gently stroked his back: "Little wrongdoer, you are too rough!"

The old rascal laughed: "In the future, I will call my husband every day, you know?"

It is said that after experiencing this, Wang Zixuan's mentality changed, she blushed and smiled sweetly: "I'm tired of you, you don't like it." ”

"Who said that, just call me softly now, and say that I love you, husband!" said the old rascal.

Sure enough, Wang Zixuan didn't open his eyes, and stroked a small hand to his old face, and said softly: "Are you the husband I want to spend my life in the future?"

"Fool!" the old rascal gently 'kissed' her little nose and said, "I will definitely love you, love you, spoil you, and pamper you like a child!"

Wang Zixuan spat lightly and said leisurely: "Husband, let me tell you about my mother back then." ”

My mom, I was very beautiful when I was young, I looked a little like her, but my dad said, I want to be prettier than mom, hehe, I'm goose egg face, mom is melon seed face, my dad said I look cuter, pure, and kind than mom.

"Baby, I like goose egg face!" the old rascal laughed, stroked her round forehead, and said, "The goose egg face has a very round forehead, looks very smart, and is very blessed!

Wang Zixuan said coquettishly: "Husband, don't interrupt, let me speak!"

My mother, who was very popular with boys back then, worked in the city's art team, alas, may have had a good relationship before marriage, but after marriage, although my father loved her very much and forgave her for the past, but he was always worried that she would betray herself, and she said some mean things in front of her mother for three days, and regretted it after saying it, and began to coax her mother again, so her mother lived in this environment, and her mood was not very good, and over time, she had depression, and finally, finally, committed suicide.

Wang Zixuan burst into tears as he spoke, and then he cried with a whimper.

The old rascal was at a loss for a moment, wiped her tears, and said: "Baby, what are you crying about, alas, Fei'er's mother died of illness, and your mother was almost because of illness, damn, what kind of wife did I find!"

When Wang Zixuan heard this, he immediately stopped crying, opened his eyes, and pushed him away hard: "Hmph, if you don't like it, don't pay attention to us, I'm going to tell Sister Fei'er right away today!

The old rascal grinned and climbed on top of her again, Wang Zixuan resisted, and then his big 'legs' and arms clamped him tightly, closed his eyes, and said softly: "The day before my mother died, she also told me that she would give her husband the first time on her wedding night. But, well, I failed her. You, Li Yifan, will you fail me?"

"No! My money is yours, my career is yours, hehe, my body is yours, my soul is yours, you can enjoy it at any time, if you don't give up on me, I'll be thankful!" the old rascal still said in a grinning tone.

"Hey, you're a little wrongdoer, the husband I was looking forward to in college wasn't like a little scoundrel, a little rascal, a little 'bastard' like you!" Wang Zixuan smiled happily.

"What does that look like? A man like Du Siming's deep, infatuated, and old 'showing' melancholy eyes?" the old rascal didn't know how to think of Du Siming, and said.

Wang Zixuan smiled: "What do you talk about him, I have never considered him when I find my husband, not to mention, I don't like his 'sex' personality too much, the ghost heart is a little more, hee-hee, I still like my husband like this, husband, I want you to speak 20 Chinese, just say, well, Li Yifan loves his own wife Wang Zixuan!"

"Haha, you're still stinky and beautiful enough! Okay, I'll just say it!" said Lao Liu.

Then, while the old rascal said, Wang Zixuan turned over happily, pressed him under him, and took the initiative to kiss his old face, his neck, his 'chest', his abdominal muscles, very soft kiss', the soft red 'lips' made the old rascal feel itchy, and the super beautiful 'woman' was shining and electrified.

After experiencing this, Wang Zixuan's mentality has also changed very much, and she is also like Yang Damei's 'woman', very tired of the old rascal, likes to be coquettish, likes to lose her temper, what about the old rascal?

On this day, of course, Wang Zixuan can't go out, unlike Yang Damei's 'woman' who likes to get tired of his big 'legs', and Zhang Baoxiu always likes to hold his arm and lean one side of his body on his arm, what about Wang Zixuan?

Perhaps, the real feeling of the two began from climbing the mountain that day, and that day, the old rascal carried her, which was premeditated...

From the bathroom to the bed, from the bed to the sofa in the living room on the first floor, from the sofa to the dining table.

Of course, the same hobby as Yang Damei's 'female' is to feed her, not to feed or eat!

The old rascal muttered in his heart, why are you two different from Baoxiu? Baoxiu still feeds me, is there such a big difference between a lover and a wife?

So, the old rascal fed it mouthful.