As a colonel from the special forces, Situ Qinglang showed his excellent physique very well in this matter.

Extra-long stamina, super-strong body, super-...... All kinds of ordinary people, in short, it is better to torture the sweetheart than to die.

At first, the sweetheart could cooperate, but in the end, he had to lie flat and pretend to be dead, Situ Qinglang was endless, and the sweetheart was tired and sore, but he didn't dare to say it.

I'm so hungry......

Why does it not stop?

Isn't he tired?

I haven't eaten dinner yet!

Situ Qinglang was immersed in the daily life of the couple with Xiao **** and couldn't extricate himself, until he lowered his head and saw the pitiful little eyes of his sweetheart, and he stopped moving.

"What's wrong with you?" he wiped the sweat from his sweetheart's forehead.

"Woo-" Sweetheart accused him with her eyes!

"What's wrong?" Situ Qinglang was confused, crying and laughing, "What kind of expression do you have?

"Hungry!" Sweetheart complained aggrievedly, "We've been 4 hours, and from 8 o'clock to 12 o'clock, my legs are numb!"

"Are you still timed?" Situ Qinglang was surprised, but if the sweetheart didn't remind him, he would have forgotten about it.

Sweetheart pursed her mouth, weak as grass swaying in the wind, she muttered: "Annoying, even if you want to, then we can continue after eating!"

Situ Qinglang smiled, kissed the tip of her little nose, reluctantly withdrew, and coaxed: "Okay, then let's let you go first, anyway, the future will be long." ”

"Why do you have to emphasize the word 'day'?" Sweetheart glared at him in disgust.

"If you know, why do you need to say it?" Situ Qinglang knocked her on the head.

Sweetheart was lying on the bed with her belly spread, covered in sweat, her little chest rising and falling, and she couldn't stop wheezing.

My waist ...... She cried out in her heart!

And my pp!

Situ Qinglang seemed to have just swam and was dripping with sweat all over his body, he took a shower, and took a warm towel to help his sweetheart wipe his body.

Sweetheart couldn't even move a little finger, lying there like fish on the board, letting Situ Qinglang eat tofu while wiping.

"Your body is really bad, you can't stand it. Situ Qinglang kindly reminded while satisfying his selfish desires.

Sweetheart rolled her eyes weakly: "You can't stand anyone, okay......"

Parting her legs, seeing the red and dazzling blood stains on the sheets, Situ Qinglang felt distressed again, thinking that this was the first time that Sweetheart was tortured like this by himself, and the guilt turned over in his heart.

He gently wiped her clean, wrapped her in a bathrobe, carried her out of bed, and placed her on the sofa.

"What are you going to do?" Sweetie asked, puzzled.

"The sheets have to be changed, your blood is on them. Situ Qinglang dialed the switchboard.

Sweetheart sighed for a while, and said that it was my virgin blood!

Grab the blade and scrape it off as a skeepsake for a permanent treasure!

The front desk quickly called the housekeeping staff, and when they saw the blood on the sheets, the girl who came to change the bedding had crimson cheeks and swallowed unbearably.

Situ Qinglang was also embarrassed, coughed and said, "I'm sorry, I'll compensate according to the price." ”

"It doesn't matter. Sister Paper glanced at the delicate sweetheart who was crooked on the sofa and the handsome, handsome and chic Situ Qinglang standing aside, and couldn't help but beat faster.

After a simple cleaning, the room service left, Situ Qinglang hugged his sweetheart back to the bed and kissed her little face: "What do you want to eat, I'll help you order food." ”

"It's okay to eat as much as you can...... "Where can the sweetheart still take care of at the moment!

She can still eat the whole cow for the first roast!

In line with the principle of feeding the little ****, Situ Qinglang thoughtfully ordered a steak dinner, and the sweetheart lay on the bed with messy hair and a haggard face, which made Situ Qinglang feel distressed after the aftertaste.

"Tired, aren't you?" he asked, stroking the shredded hair on her forehead, half-leaning on the bed and hugging her.

"What do you say, I just wanted to become an inflatable baby. Sweetheart grumbled pitifully.

"Why didn't you tell me when you were tired?" Situ Qinglang frowned, "Didn't you tell me if you were uncomfortable?"

I'll ask you! Sweetheart rolled her eyes in her heart, you are so energetic, how can I be embarrassed to interrupt you! In exchange for more intense torture from you, I will not gain more than I lose!

Situ Qinglang saw her eyes glancing back and forth to show her dissatisfaction with herself, so she dotingly held her little hand and said, "It won't be like this in the future, the first time, it is inevitable that you can't hold it back." ”

"My belly is bulging!" Sweetheart pointed to her lower abdomen and pouted dissatisfiedly, "Can't you get a little less?"

"I can't control this kind of thing. Situ Qinglang spread his hands helplessly.

Sweetheart rubbed her lower abdomen, Situ Qinglang suddenly had the illusion that she was pregnant with a child, and an inexplicable feeling suddenly surged in her heart.

You won't get pregnant, will you?

Is what Ma Weiwei said reliable, and how is the girl's menstrual period and safety period calculated? He doesn't know anything at all, this husband is too unqualified.

However, the matter has come out, and he is reluctant to let his sweetheart take the after-the-fact medicine, I heard that the side effects of that thing are quite big, and he has a big head when he thinks about it.

"You won't ...... Tricked, right?" he asked tentatively.

Sweetheart was nervous, shaking her head and looking at the door: "No, Weiwei said no, why hasn't the meal come yet? I'm going to eat people!"

"You've eaten a lot of people. Situ Qinglang was speechless by this snack item. He rubbed her lower abdomen, "All my children and grandchildren are with you." ”

"Can you please stop being so blunt and rude!" Sweetheart looked at him disdainfully.

"That's the way it is, what can I do. Situ Qinglang's face was calm.

The doorbell rang and the delivery service arrived.

Situ Qinglang went to open the door in a bathrobe, and her sweetheart was still like a delicate flower, losing the support of the colonel, and her whole body was paralyzed.

The filet mignon smokes, and the air is filled with the smell of black pepper, which is combined with the tomato sauce on the pasta and the smell of parached eggs...... In an instant, the romantic atmosphere that had just been created was destroyed.

I knew I wouldn't call it such a heavy mouth...... Situ Qinglang reluctantly turned on the ventilation system, and the belated dinner was served to the table.

Sweetheart sniffled and asked, "Steak?"

"Yes, you're so hungry, how can I feed you without some hard goods. Situ Qinglang picked up the knife and fork, thoughtfully cut the steak into small cubes, and brought it forward to feed the delicate little gluttonous cat.

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