Hua Ling's little hand held his face, straightened it, and stared at him with glass-like pupils: "Seriously, fiancé, I have one thing I want to do now." ”

Rong Sheng stopped smiling, raised his head, his neck line was straight, his Adam's apple was very sexy, and he looked at her with half-squinted peach blossom eyes: "Wife, please speak." ”

For his wife, Rong Sanye is in an unconditional conniving attitude.

It is estimated that if she wants to go to heaven now, he will find a way for her to build a helicopter to come over.

Hua Ying stared at him and said in a very slow tone: "From childhood to adulthood, there is nothing I won't do." ”

Rong Sheng nodded very seriously: "My wife is so smart." ”

She is serious, and since she was a child, others have said that she is smart and learns everything quickly.

Hua Xuan frowned, grabbed his face and pulled it to both sides: "I'm not kidding, I can't even kill people." ”

Rong Sheng continued to nod with a deformed handsome face: "My wife is so good." ”

"But there's one thing, I won't, you teach me." As soon as her voice changed, her tone suddenly dropped a little.

Rong Sheng was about to nod, but suddenly stopped: "What?" Is there anything in this world that my wife won't do? I don't allow it, it's okay, my fiancé teaches you! ”

"Okay......" Hua Ling looked down, staring at his thin lips, and directly explained the intention: "I want to learn to kiss." ”

She thinks that not only men love to be obsessed with women*, but women should also be obsessed with men*.

Because of seeing her fiancé, she seems to be able to think about the things that annoy her for the time being.

The words fell, and the room was silent.

Rong Sheng understood this sentence, but he was worried that there was too much waste in his head, and the meaning he understood was not what he thought.

“…… Kiss? ”

Rong Sheng's throat moved: "Is it like that, kissing?" ”

"That's ......" Hua Ling muttered two words in a low voice, lowered her head, and hooked the tip of her tongue on his thin lips: "...... like this"

"This...... Rong Sheng's eyes darkened a little, his Adam's apple moved, he pressed her into his arms, and said in a dumb voice: "This fiancé is very good at ...... Fiancé teaches you ......"

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Rong Sheng came out of the bathroom, and it was already an hour later.

Hua Ling held a magazine, sat at the head of the bed, and looked at it very attentively, and when she heard the door open, she raised her head to look at him.

Rong Sheng put a white towel on his head and wore a burgundy nightgown, paced over, bent down, and hooked her chin: "Let me see, how is the mouth?" ”

Hua Ling looked up at him very meekly.

Her skin was extraordinarily fair, cold white skin, white as if it would glow, but when she looked down, her mouth was red and a little swollen.

Rong Sheng stared at her red lips, suffocating his breath, thinking of the picture of the two practicing kissing just now, and almost went to the bathroom again.

Hua Ling blinked, staring at him with something else: "What's the matter, fiancé, do you need to review and consolidate it before going to bed?" ”

Rong Sheng: "......"

Rong Sheng sighed, patted her head gently, and his magnetic voice was a little hoarse: "It's too late today, and I'll consolidate it tomorrow." ”

Hua Ling nodded, lowered her head and continued to read the magazine.

Rong Sheng stood up straight, standing tall and straight on the edge of the bed, the tip of his tongue against his back molars, and smiled.

I have to marvel at her lovely fiancée's sultry methods.

It's just ......

How was she able to be so serious and sultry without being quiet.