"Naturally, I came in with the door open," Tong Zhenyu came to her with a smile, put the tray on the bedside table, and sat down on the edge of the bed before saying to her with a smile: "Is it difficult, you think I am a painted skin and can come in through the wall." ”

"Yes. I'm obviously locked up. Zijun still didn't react.

"This is my home," Tong Zhenyu couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand to pull her over and hugged her in his arms, and said ambiguously: "My own home, don't you have a key?" Are you stupid, still locked up? Can you lock me up? ”

“.” Zhang Zijun was speechless, she forgot about the key.

Tong Zhenyu had already hugged her into talk, but he sat behind her, stretched out his hand and took a glass of wine and handed it to her: "Here, this is specially prepared for you." ‘

"I don't drink," Zijun shook his head, "I'm going to sleep now, drinking is not good for my stomach, what if I can't sleep later?" ”

"If you can't sleep, you can exercise," Tong Zhenyu smiled extremely ambiguously, holding a wine glass in one hand and getting into her loose pajamas with the other: "When you are tired after exercising, you will naturally fall asleep." ”

"But me." Zijun wanted to say something, Tong Zhenyu had already brought the wine glass to her mouth.

She didn't want to drink it, but the wine smelled so good, so she couldn't help but take a sip, and it was really fragrant, and it didn't smell like wine, more juice.

"Well, it's delicious," she said, sticking out her tongue and licking her lips, then lowered her head and took another big sip, only to feel that she was still unsatisfied.

Seeing that she drank very well, he couldn't help but be hungry and asked, "Is it really that delicious?" ”

"It's delicious," she said, looking up with a happy smile on her face, her anger vanishing from the glass.

"Feed me a sip." Tong Zhenyu said suddenly.

"Huh?" Zijun, who had just drunk a sip of wine into his mouth, didn't react, forgot to swallow the wine, and looked at Tong Zhenyu stunned with wine in his mouth.

In the next second, Tong Zhenyu's lips had already been printed, and when she reacted, the wine in her mouth had been drunk dry by her.

"It's delicious," he grappled his lips intently, not wanting to leave.

"Hey, Tong Zhenyu." Zijun nervously pushed him with his backhand, but where could he push?

His hand, having lowered the glass, then fell down her waist, and then lifted the hem of her nightdress, and slowly climbed in.

By the time she realized something, it was too late, she grabbed her hand, and then buckled it on his belt, and a low and bewitching voice sounded in her earlobe: "Zijun, untie it." ”

Zhang Zijun, who was drinking, had red cheeks, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were charming, as if he had been bewitched, and he actually untied his belt buckle with a 'click'.

Then, he put her hand on the zipper again, and whispered, "Open it, Jun'er. Well. ”

Opened? Her hand was mechanically downward, and the word heard a slight 'stab', and the zipper was unzipped, and then.

She thought he was going to be in a hurry as usual, but in fact he was very patient tonight, he lowered his head and bit the butterfly off the straps of her nightdress, and then slowly bit the straps of her nightdress with his teeth all the way down.

This kind of thing was originally familiar with the road, and the two of them drank cocktails again, and their enthusiasm was quickly mobilized, Tong Zhenyu knew every sensitive part of her.

So, after a few minutes, she was already out of breath, and the whole person suddenly felt extremely free, and he didn't let her wait any longer, filling her emptiness in the way she liked best.

Passion is like the hazel leaves in autumn, red and fiery, and a piece of buzz, burning more and more vigorously in the autumn wind.

Zhang Zijun felt like the hazel leaves flying in the autumn wind, which were blown into the sky for a while, fell into the roots of the tree for a while, danced with the wind for a while, and stayed quietly with the roots for a while.

When the passion reached the boiling point, she only felt that a piece of white flowers floated in front of her, and she faintly heard Tong Zhenyu whispering: "Jun'er, I love. . . ”

She didn't know what he loved, because she fainted directly later, anyway, Tong Zhenyu loved a lot of things, where did she remember what he loved?

Tong Zhenyu looked at the fainting woman under him and shook his head, this is fainting, he is not over yet, it is a lack of exercise, he has to hurry up and apply for a marriage certificate with her.

When you get a marriage certificate, you can overlap the tenderness and lingering with her every night, and you don't have to look at it anymore, and you don't have to wait for your father-in-law to be at home to bring her back.

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Zijun set the alarm clock before going to bed, because she was thinking that she was going to the orphanage to make dumplings for those children today, so the alarm clock woke her up at seven o'clock in the morning.

When I opened my eyes, I naturally raised my hand and rubbed my eyes, and when I wanted to get up, I found that my waist was clasped by an arm, and she...

Well, Tong Zhenyu's guy seemed to come to her room last night, and then said to invite her to a cocktail, but she hadn't finished the cocktail, so he swallowed her directly as a cocktail.

He took a deep breath and took away the arm that was clasped around his waist with his hand, and just as he was about to get up, the arm was mechanically buckled again, as if he didn't buckle her waist, and his hand had nowhere to put it.

After doing this several times, Zhang Zijun finally couldn't help it and shouted in a low voice: "Tong Zhenyu." ”

"Sleep a little longer." Tong Zhenyu's slightly hoarse voice sounded in her ears, and the hot breath spit on her neck, tickling.

"I can't sleep, we're going to the orphanage today to make dumplings for those friends." Zijun pushed Tong Zhenyu with his hand: "Hurry up, it's not early, don't you want to go to the vegetable market to pull pork?" ”

Tong Zhenyu rang out about making dumplings, so he obediently took his hand away, and then also lifted the quilt and got up, but when the quilt was lifted, Zijun quickly pulled the quilt over and wrapped himself.

"Hahaha." Tong Zhenyu laughed in a good mood, and Zhang Zijun, who lived in the quilt, said: "We are all old husbands and wives, what haven't we shown in front of each other's eyes?" Do you need to be so shy? ”

"I'm afraid of the cold," Zijun emphasized, and simply wrapped himself in the quilt and got out of bed, since he was not shy, let him sit on the bed naked.

"It's a little cold," Tong Zhenyu hurriedly got out of bed, quickly picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on, and said while putting them on: "The temperature seems to be a little low today, I don't know if it will rain?" ”

"I don't know, even if it snows, I have to go to the orphanage," Zijun had already put on his clothes, and Tong Zhenyu, who turned around to put on his pants, said: "You said that you are going, you can't talk and don't count!" ”

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