In the distance, in the shade of a tree, stood a man with two people kissing in the sun on his sunglasses.

That picture is really beautiful and dazzling.

Watching the man carry the woman into the car, the car was gone.

She has given birth to all her children, so naturally she can't be the clean girl she was at the beginning.

When I close my eyes, I can still hear the voice of the girl shouting in my ear: "Don't, I beg you, don't ...... me like this"

It's really a heavenly sound, how long has it been since I heard it?

got into the car, Wen Liang buried his head in Qiao Lijue's arms and refused to get up.

"Why are you so clingy?"

"Brother Qiao, I want to go somewhere."

Wen Liang would make him feel very comfortable every time he called him Brother Qiao, and he loved her so much that she called him that.

"Okay."

At this time, don't talk about going somewhere, even if she wants to go to heaven, Qiao Lijue has to be happy to build a ladder for her.

Wen Liang proposed to go to the tattoo parlor last time, and the corners of Qiao Lijue's mouth rose.

"Got it figured?"

"Hmm."

"Say you're going to have my name tattooed." Qiao Lijue is definitely a standard straight man of steel, or the arrogant and willful kind.

"Okay, just tattoo your name."

Unlike last time, this time the two came hand in hand, Breaking Moon was biting a cigarette, and the big flower arm looked very domineering.

"Yo, have you two thought about it?"

Wen Liang greeted her and asked her for a pen and paper, she said that she would design the pattern herself.

I had thought about it a long time ago, but she was too busy these days to draw.

Qiao Lijue originally wanted to come over and take a look, but Wen Liang pushed him away.

"I'll show you when the tattoo is ready."

Qiao Lijue was in a hurry, but he couldn't help it.

Seeing his anxious appearance, Poyue almost couldn't recognize him, how could Qiao Lijue be like this in the past.

Pulled Qiao Lijue out.

"Brother Seven, a few days ago, I heard that you and your sister-in-law earned tens of millions of dollars in the live broadcast of Mai Xun?"

"That bastard thing." Qiao Lijue only looked at the group message afterwards.

"Do you really think of her?" Breaking Moon asked, spitting out a puff of smoke rings.

"What do you think?"

"What about the face?"

"Remember, there is only one seventh sister-in-law, and that is Wen Liang, and I don't want to hear the names of other women besides her."

The expression on Qiao Lijue's face immediately became serious, and the coldness on his body emanated.

"I know, Brother Seven."

"I don't want the name to come up in front of her." Qiao Lijue sat on the chair, his fingers lightly clasping the armrests.

"Yes, I'll make you a pot of tea."

Qiao Lijue nodded, he closed his eyes and pondered.

Breaking Moon walked outside the house and dialed a person's number, "You are dead of this heart, he doesn't have you in his heart." ”

"No, it can't be, I've done so much for him ......"

"Let's die, we already have seven sisters-in-law."

"No !!"

Wen Liang came out with a piece of paper, and at a glance he saw a man leaning on a chair with his eyes closed.

When I walked in, I found that the man did not open his eyes, indicating that he had fallen asleep.

The incense is lit in the room, and everyone who comes will be unconsciously relaxed.

Breaking Moon threw away the cigarette butt and made a gesture to her, and Wen Liang followed her in.

While preparing the tools, she asked, "Do you really like my seventh brother?" ”

"I think that should be answered."

Wen Liang gave her the paper, and Breaking Moon didn't say anything more.

"Wait for me in a moment."

When she processed the pattern, "Where do you want to get a tattoo?" ”

Wen Liang pointed to the position of his lower abdomen, "Here." ”

No one else would see this place at all, and it was obvious that she was only there to show Qiao Lijue.

Breaking Moon looked at Wen Liang deeply, not knowing if she should praise her for her deep scheming.

Looking at the woman lying on the bed, with a bewitching and sexy figure, it is a great temptation for a man, maybe that's how that person likes her so much.

Wen Liang had a feeling that although Breaking Moon didn't have much hostility towards her, she didn't like her.

But Wen Liang didn't mind, after all, she wasn't RMB, so why did she let everyone like her.

Every stitch hurts, and every time it hurts, I silently recite his name in my heart.

After a few hours, the warmth finally came out.

Qiao Lijue looked left and right, but did not see any tattoos on her body.

"Where's the tattoo?"

"I'll show you when I go home."

Qiao Lijue has always been very curious about what the pattern of Wen Liang's design is, and the little girl has to pretend to be mysterious for him.

"Then go home now."

Since he and Wen Liang have been together, Qiao Lijue has lived like a faint gentleman, not to mention working overtime, every day is Valentine's Day.

On the way home, Qiao Lijue wanted to see Wen Liang's tattoo several times, but Wen Liang stopped him.

"Don't move me, I hurt ......"

He didn't know where the little girl's tattoo was, so he had to sit obediently on the side and not get close to her.

That night, Qiao Lijue put the baby to sleep and returned to the room in a hurry.

"Xiao Aliang, you said you showed it to me at night."

Wen Liang threw his nightgown and came over, "Take a shower first." ”

She had already expected what Qiao Lijue's reaction would be when she saw it next.

Qiao Lijue looked complaining, "Okay." ”

The little girl hung his appetite for a day, and finally it was night, just to take a look, and to take a bath.

He came out with his wet hair, and sometimes Qiao Lijue was really pure like a big child.

Wen Liang took out a towel, asked him to sit obediently, and wiped the water droplets on his head.

"How come you don't know how to take good care of yourself when you're such a big person?"

"There you are." Qiao Lijue likes warm service the most.

I love that she makes herself breakfast, makes herself coffee, and wipes her hair.

Most of the time he didn't take care of his hair, anyway, he had short hair, and he did it himself after he went to work in the study.

After Wen Liang came, he would carefully wipe his boy every time, and after wiping it for two days, he became a habit waiting for her to wipe himself.

No wonder there is an old saying that wives and children are hot on the kang, which is not unreasonable.

In the past, his villa was deserted, and every walk seemed to bring echoes.

He didn't feel anything wrong until he was with Wen Liang.

Every day after school, Cha Cha made a fuss with the velvet villa, and he didn't feel annoyed by the chatter, but felt very lively.

When he returned to the room, he was too tired to deal with papers, and if he was too tired to deal with papers, he would bring him a glass of hot milk and press his shoulder.

Let him go back to the old big villa now, he thinks that it is not a house, it is an ancient tomb.

Closing her eyes and enjoying the cool service, her hand strength was just right for him to feel very comfortable.

Wen Liang packed up the towel, dimmed the light, and hooked his finger at Qiao Lijue.

"Don't you want to see where I got my tattoo? I'll show you now. ”

Qiao Lijue sat obediently on the bed, staring at Wen Liang with blank eyes.

I saw Wen Liang biting the skirt of his nightdress, raising his head a little, and the scenery under the skirt was revealed.

Looking down her straight, slender thighs, the milky white low-waisted pants made him swallow saliva.

In her lower abdomen, he saw a black rose in full bloom.

I didn't expect her to tattoo a black rose, which seemed to have a line of words hidden in the middle of the stamen.

Qiao Lijue couldn't help but take a closer look, and the deformed artistic font KING was inlaid in the rose.

The flower language of the black rose: You are the devil, and you are mine.

Qiao Lijue was in a surging mood when he saw it, as deep as a confession on her body, and it was still in such a position.

Suddenly there was a bewitching black rose on his delicate and fair skin, and the rose wrapped his name.

But there was also a wisp of flower vine hanging down, covered by lace, tempting him to look at the mysterious area.

"Ah Liang." Qiao Lijue hoarse.

Wen Liang bit the hem of his skirt, his eyes looked to the side, his little face flushed, obviously embarrassed.

Such an obedient warmth and coolness are full of charm that makes him unable to extricate himself, Qiao Lijue is going crazy.

Seeing that there was a red mark next to the tender meat, her wound was not yet healed.

Wen Liang didn't dare to look at his expression, seeing that there was no sound, but there was an itchy feeling in his lower abdomen.

She lowered her eyes and saw him kneeling there, kissing the rose with a reverent face.

The place that was tattooed today originally had some tingling, and with his kiss, there was a hint of itching in the sting.

The tingling sensation stretched from where he touched it to every nerve in hers.

"Ah Liang...... You don't want to get out of bed tonight. He said in a thick voice.

Wen Liang smiled lightly, "Okay, no." ”

The smile seemed to be a tacit acquiescence, and the heat swept over.

Qiao Lijue was afraid of touching her wounds, so he brought her to himself, and the two of them interlocked their fingers, leaving a room of chatter.

In the depths of love, Wen Liang suddenly hugged Qiao Lijue tightly.

Qiao Lijue frowned, "Ah Liang, your wound ......"

She buried her head in his shoulder, "Brother Qiao, hug me, hug me hard." ”

She was like an insecure child, desperate to find a safe arm.

Qiao Lijue can give her a sense of security.

Although I don't know what's wrong with her, tonight's warmth is particularly active, and Qiao Lijue indulges in her gentleness.

Close your eyes and let the cool dispel those dark memories in your mind.

She hugged Qiao Lijue tightly, and the wound was faintly painful in the friction of her body.

But it just reminded her who the person was in her.

"Brother Qiao, you have to believe me......" she suddenly said in his ear.

"Ah Liang."

"Promise me that no matter what happens, you will believe me, I am yours, only yours."

Seeing that she was so anxious, Qiao Lijue had no choice but to reassure her.

"I will believe in you, and I will believe in you."

He heard Wen Liang whisper in his ear: "Brother Qiao, I love you." ”

One sentence told him to disarm and abandon his armor.

"My little Ah Liang."

The two hugged each other tightly, and neither of them wanted to be separated, this kind of warmth and warmth that belonged to each other.

Qiao Lijue was still reluctant to toss her after all, afraid that her wound would hurt.

cleaned her up, Wen Liang seemed to be very tired, and fell asleep in a daze.

Qiao Lijue kissed her on the forehead, "Sleep, baby." ”

Wen Liang leaned tightly in his arms, and in the middle of the night, she was covered in cold sweat and kept twitching her hands and feet.

"Don't, please don't ......"

"Ah Liang!"