The metal handle of the oak door was as cold as ever, and a small white mist appeared on it when the fingers wrapped it around. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The hem of the girl's clothes is empty, even if the pajamas are conservative styles, they still can't hide the seductive figure, Jiang will take off the bandeau before going to bed, and now of course it will not be an exception, she holds her chest, her breathing is a little short, but she is motionless after holding the door handle.

Should I knock on the door, or just open the door?

Jiang was extremely entangled in her heart, the tight door cracks could not see through, she didn't know what her husband was doing now, she was afraid that knocking on the door would disturb him, but if she pushed the door directly, it would be as if she was not reserved at all in her arms.

Even though I'm a husband, I can't do anything like that.

Jiang couldn't help but cover his face, and his forehead was on the façade, planning to be shy for a while alone.

With a low-pitched exclamation, the door slid open suddenly, and there was a muffled sound of "bang" on the floor, as the absolute powerhouse of the demons, Jiang Jiang, who was a big demon, fell to the ground on his forehead.

The lights in the room went out, Jiang covered his forehead and quickly got up, looked at the bed nervously, his heart was in his throat, and he didn't breathe a sigh until he was sure that Zhang Xuan hadn't woken up.

She stood up cautiously, but she was a little at a loss, how could her husband go to bed early, could she do something like that while sleeping?

Jiang Fengying's chest rose and fell nervously, as if there were two big white rabbits beating anxiously on the endless snowfield, maybe she misunderstood, her husband may not have the intention of doing that kind of thing, at this time she should go back quietly, as if nothing had happened.

Jiang only felt that her lips were very dry, and she couldn't help but stretch out the tip of her red and tender tongue and lick it, she held her breath and gently stepped on the ground to approach the head of the bed little by little......

Zhang Xuan couldn't control the temperature, so the air conditioner in the room was on, and there was only a symbolic towel quilt around his waist.

The room was very quiet, Jiang finally came to the head of the bed, her body was in a straight line with Zhang Xuan's head, she squatted down, supported her chin to look at Zhang Xuan's cheeks, and soon she stood up in a panic, although the familiar face was calm and not the slightest abnormal, but she still couldn't help but think that the eyes would suddenly open in the next moment, and then look at her in surprise.

If that's the case, I'll run away and never admit it in the future.

Jiang took a deep breath, if the power is fully released, it is no problem to achieve "teleportation" at such a distance, but it will also drive the air flow to form a wind, but there is a way to solve it.

It's so convenient, you can just open the space and go.

Jiang muttered a few more times, his eyes slowly stopped on the side of the bed, and his heart beat uncontrollably. Zhang Xuan's bed is a single bed, but it is not a problem to hold two people, at this time she should leave quickly, but she can't stop wanting to lie down.

It may be that the body is too hot and wants to calm down and blow the air conditioner to cool off.

Jiang Xin said that she thought so undoubtedly, and the idea of wanting to be close to Zhang Xuan and cheering herself up made her impulsive and brave.

Many people's beds tend to be soft and very comfortable to lie down, but Zhang Xuan's bed is a lot harder, lying on the bed surface of Zhang Xuan's back, his head resting on the corner of the pillow, and his eyes are reflecting the moonlight in the dark night without blinking.

The unique breath of her husband permeated her breathing, and there was no smell on Zhang Xuan's body, but it made Jiang feel that she was surrounded by a warm, lazy feeling, which made her not want to move.

It's just that the heart is still beating violently, the body is slowly relaxing but still nervous, and many things are often regretted after trying, no matter what kind of situation you know will happen.

Jiang regretted a little, regretting how she could be so impulsive, although she was confident in her speed, her intuition was warning her that she might still be discovered by her husband, but she had been ignoring her intuition before.

But now it's really comfortable, although the bed is very hard, but the feeling of being surrounded by her husband's breath makes her not have the slightest idea of resisting. Jiang suppressed a comfortable hum in his throat and stretched his calf, his toes hooked right on a corner of the towel, pulling it down.

Panic flashed in Jiang's pupils, her calves instantly retracted, and a red light flashed, and she even used her demonic power for this action.

Fortunately, my husband didn't wake up.

Jiang shrank his head and didn't even dare to breathe, and it took a long time to exhale, and he was nervous and afraid for a while, and he didn't dare to stay in bed.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan suddenly turned around, his forehead and Jiang bumped together, one arm was on her soft waist, and his whole body was facing Jiang, as if he had seen through her trick and wanted to scare her.

No matter what the truth was, Jiang didn't dare to move because he looked stupid, his face was pale, his slanted sideburns were slightly covered, his eyes were hidden behind him and opened timidly, and his trembling eyelashes were full of nervousness.

Time seemed to freeze, the faint moonlight hit Zhang Xuan's face through the window, extremely quiet, Lisuo's eyebrows were pressed against his skin, Jiang's heart was pounding, and his two hands slowly moved up to cover his chest tightly, as if he was afraid that the heartbeat would wake Zhang Xuan up.

It turned out that it was just a turnover, but the panic on the girl's face could not be faded, and the sneaky things were always the most terrible, and Jiang felt a palpitation...... Obviously separated by a layer of clothing, the skin around the waist became more and more sensitive, a few goosebumps poked out, and the skin on the neck, face, and ears slowly turned red.

The experience of being hugged has only been once, and then he ran away, although now it is only on the waist, but the soft fabric of the pajamas seems to be directly attached to the skin on the waist, and the heat in the palm of the palm is constantly transmitted through the clothing, making Jiang feel hot all over.

She didn't dare to make a big move, because that might affect the skin on her waist, Jiang had realized the seriousness of the matter, and it was no longer so simple for her to leave now, and the slightest carelessness would wake up her husband.

Time passed little by little, Xinjiang lay motionless, and Zhang Xuan didn't move again, but the whole person was very close to Xinjiang. The initial tension had dissipated a little, and Jiang looked at Zhang Xuan's gaze was still a little timid, but his body gradually relaxed a lot, the skin on his waist was still sensitive, and his face was blushing.

The hot breath on Zhang Xuan's body surrounded her body, and after throwing away the fear of being discovered, this feeling made Jiang slowly give birth to a little shameless and eager to immerse herself in it, she quickly shook this thought away, pinched the sheets with her fingers, and made up her mind to wait for Zhang Xuan to turn over next time, and then she could go.