On the night of the New Year's Eve, there were many cars, and the traffic in Beiting City was paralyzed, and there was a traffic jam all the way.

Situ Qinglang was in a terrible mood sitting in the driver's seat, the traffic jam was originally a very annoying thing, and what was even more annoying was that he was still in a hurry to go home to do business.

There were red lanterns everywhere, and the sweetheart whispered through the car window: "It's the first time I've seen such a lively scene, I used to be with my grandmother, New Year's Day is not a festival, and then I live by myself." ”

Situ Qinglang listened to it in his heart, and wanted to love this little girl even more, he rubbed her little head, kissed her and said, "Don't be sad, I will spend all the festivals with you in the future." ”

There was a congestion all the way, and it was almost ten o'clock when I got home, and as soon as I entered the door, Situ Qinglang couldn't wait to throw his sweetheart on the sofa.

"Ouch-" Sweetheart screamed, "The remote control is on my waist!"

Situ Qinglang calmly threw the remote control aside.

After communicating with the couple for less than 80,000 words, Sweetheart was carried into the bathroom by Qinglang, and took a lingering and sticky bath, and by the time the two were ready to sleep, it was almost two hours later.

Sweetheart was holding her waist, as weak as if she had just given birth, and she couldn't even lift a little finger.

Situ Qinglang was full of wine and food, and his mood at the moment was enough to be described as refreshed, and he knocked on his sweetheart's head: "Do you have a long memory?"

"Don't dare to be cheap again......" Sweetheart sighed.

Situ Qinglang thought for a while, and replied slowly: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you are cheap, whether you are cheap or not, the consequences are the same, I can let you have a good time." ”

"......" Sweetheart rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"And once you say something you shouldn't say, I will have a sadistic pleasure when I bully you again. Situ Qinglang touched his chin, recalling the crispness and sourness just now.

Sweetheart rolled her eyes widely, silently moved her body to the side, and Situ Qinglang pulled her back and circled her into his arms.

He rubbed her bun and muttered to himself, "They all talk about picking up soap or something, but you say, what are the two men going to do...... Huh?"

"Hey, you don't know!" Sweetheart slapped her thigh and sat up.

Situ Qinglang looked at her speechlessly: "You seem to be very experienced." ”

"Of course, I sue you that rotten girls are blooming everywhere now, and it's hard to know if you want to!"

When Situ Qinglang saw her like that, he immediately adjusted his comfortable posture: "Seeing that you look like you want to tell a story, then you can say it, I'll listen." ”

"Actually, it's a popping chrysanthemum—"

"Of course I know that, I mean--it doesn't hurt?" Situ Qinglang hesitated.

"Of course it hurts the first time, in case you run into a big one—" Sweetheart gestured with her hand to the size of the bowl.

Situ Qinglang immediately narrowed his eyes and said sharply: "Yo, it's so thick, have you tried it?"

"Of course not, I'll just look at it casually. Sweetheart quickly explained flatteringly.

"That's pretty much it. Situ Qinglang nodded with satisfaction, "If it's too thin, your husband and I can also make it longer and thicker." ”

"......" Sweetheart thought about the redness and swelling under him, and said in his heart that he still didn't want it, and now he has already challenged the limits of the human body.

"Don't get in the way!" she continued, "but I've heard they have lube, and it seems like it would be much better if you lubricate it." ”

Situ Qinglang silently thought about that scene for a while, and felt that he couldn't accept it from his body to his heart, and something that was originally stiff immediately went limp.

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