There's a song called Summer Blown by the Wind.

The Ye family, the summer when it was hit by a tornado.

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She, it was okay to go home last time, but when she came back this time, she found something different, she was so stinky!

I don't know what he wiped, he smelled it yesterday, and the fragrance swished into his nose with the breeze, and he stayed up, and he simply opened his eyes until dawn last night.

She has lost weight, and after giving birth, the part that should be "fat" is "fat", and the place that should not be fat is just a small narrow strip, that small waist!

I haven't had time to take a closer look at it for a year, and she has become beautiful, as if she has practiced soft charm.

Ye Boxuan, who was barefoot and only had a triangle left on his body, walked to the side of the recliner and bent down, just thinking of "she is beautiful......

Ye Boxuan took a deep breath and stood up quickly, his heart fluttered twice desperately, and a certain part instantly wilted and drooped!

What's on that face?

In the middle of the night, who is she pretending to be a ghost to scare to death?

The banana puree on Summer's face has long been dry and cracked, and the split head is leaning on the recliner with its head tilted sideways, and occasionally the dregs are dropped.

Ye Boxuan scratched his scalp with both hands irritably.

Want to get on it, right?

I especially want to!

It's a daughter-in-law, right?

Documented!

You're welcome, come on!

Anyway, I drank too much, and I don't know anything?

No, pretending not to know seems to be too unlevel!

If she dares to rush with herself......

Then he's going to ask!

Between husband and wife, isn't it? No, it doesn't. Is it a couple?

Ye Boxuan imagined the expression of falling asleep yesterday in the summer, she seemed to believe that this world was full of beautiful simple children.

Ye Boxuan thinks that it is necessary for her to do psychological construction and think comprehensively, so as not to wake up and stare at herself.

He pondered around the chaise longue for several minutes, and at last, the conclusion was that he had to indulge.

The triangular cloth strip was taken off twice, and he was hooked by his two toes and thrown on the bed, a pound and a half of liquor was not given for nothing, and the alcohol worked again. The place where it should be upright is once again upright. Man. How could it not be!

Ye Boxuan got started, he grabbed the waist of the little man he dreamed of with both hands, and began to pull the towel quilt on Summer's body and the "rag strips" in his eyes.

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Scratching your face in summer, why is it so itchy.

No way. It's so itchy. There are mosquitoes.

"Smack". Ye Boxuan's eyes were quick, his palm was in his palm, and he caught the iron sand palm.

Summer woke up. When she opened her eyes, a dark shadow lay directly above her, and she instinctively wanted to scream.

Ye Boxuan blocked the "hmm" with a big hand and twisted his head, looking like he wanted to fight with him for a life-and-death summer.

His other hand was also busy.

First, I put Summer's two arms together, took the vest that Summer had taken off just a moment ago, wrapped it a few times, and tied it firmly, and Summer immediately became a state of "hands up".

If you stick a strip of tape on your mouth in the summer, absolutely, hostage style!

Ye Dashao was ruthless, even if he secretly attacked, he suddenly bullied his daughter-in-law into this bear color (sai).

When he fell asleep in summer, Ye Boxuan nibbled on banana puree, licking inch by inch, nibbling the usual mask, gnawing passionately, and gnawing himself was hot.

When you wake up in the summer, you have to settle for the next best thing.

Gagged, tightly gagged.

The preparations have been completed, up and down, one blow is hit, and the long drive is straight in, and Summer feels that two "knives" have been inserted in her body inexplicably.

Summer is a "knife cut" like pain, she rolls her eyes, rolls her eyes, at half past one in the morning, she, summer, by her husband, qiangjian!

It hurts, she is not prepared at all, her little belly is full, and it hurts hotly, including her tongue.

There was a fire in her chest in the summer, and she wanted to kill Ye Boxuan! Solo practice!

Head smashed! Leg discount (she)! Rib fan hit fracture (zhe)!

She was in the dark, trying to kill Ye Boxuan with her eyes, and wherever her head turned, the other party seemed to be trying to eat her, chasing her tongue and twisting it, and her eyelids didn't pick up at all!

Ye Boxuan suddenly found a place to go, and he no longer was the one who had to "hunt" and wander on his own.

He was so comfortable that he almost didn't let his brain blow up. Lying on Summer's face, his waist was stabbed hard, and the more he hid in Summer, the more exciting Ye Boxuan felt.

Sweat dripped.

It's been a year, it's been a year!

Ignore me afterwards, love me or not, that's all after the fact!

Right now, you can't stop, you have to be unreserved.

The madness that only existed in the honeymoon period, and now he has found it again, the kind of madness that can die on the summer at any time and have to be "trampled" to the end, this kind of thought, in Ye Boxuan's mind at this moment, grows crazy.

He exerted, and exerted, with a rapid frequency, as if he was vowing: look! How much I love you! You're not as good as me!

The first few minutes of summer were painful, and how could the pain work, she had to try to adjust herself.

Even if you are in marriage, you have to be happy to be raped, after all, it is in marriage, and you can't sue him in marriage, and you can't afford to lose that person! You can't break up after the rape, and you don't even have the strength to fight and quarrel.

But she didn't scream, and even if she wanted to, she could only make a "hmm" sound.

She wanted to use her way of not calling, not responding, and pretending to be a mummy, to retain the last bit of dignity that was not bullied.

You're done, we're not done!

This is what Xia Boxuan thought about a few minutes ago, and he thought about it at the frequency of Ye Boxuan.

After a series of "one at a time", Xia felt that she had to speak, and she urgently said when Ye Boxuan let go of her lips: "Chair, chair should be ......" was blocked again.

With the squeak of the recliner and Ye Boxuan's snorting and panting, he didn't know how to refresh himself into that virtuous cry, Ye Boxuan was engaged and focused, and he was going crazy in summer.

It's over, the ground has to be smashed! Why don't you change places?

The breath of summer is slowly becoming irregular, at least I can no longer control myself. She felt that she was about to lose her breath, and Ye Boxuan was about to pound into her stomach.

Love, marriage, husband and wife, man and woman, are still in love with you......

I can't tell.

That's the charm.

Summer felt that she was very shameless and embarrassed, she couldn't be hypocritical, she was embarrassed to fight for trouble afterwards, and she couldn't even mention it.

At the moment when the chair collapsed, Ye Boxuan used the speed of a 100-meter sprint to express his sadness and his hope that Xia and her could be spiritually integrated.

In the sweaty summer, how many tears she shed before because of Ye Boxuan, how much "water" she has shed now.

With a bang, the wooden recliner broke.

Men and women also saw the light in this moment.

Ye Boxuan hugged Xia and rolled around the floor of the house twice, allowing himself to lie on the ground. In his heart, this is the way of "love". He likes to go in and out together, and he thinks it's good for the chair to break.

Song Yaping on the first floor patted her heart and got up, sleeping in a daze, she turned on the lamp to look at the floor clock, and quickly got out of bed to see if the children were awake.

"Old Ye, it can't be a fight between two people, right?"

Ye Zhiqing snorted with glasses: "My son's conduct, you say so as a mother?" I guess I drank too much and fell to the ground. ”

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Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, only double change. Starting next Monday, I will start to push the big seal on the homepage, and I will explode more.

That's all for today's story, children, we'll see you tomorrow, and I wish you all a great weekend!

Tell the children the above story, and I covered my face and ran away...... (To be continued.) )