The old man is over seventy years old and still so in a hurry, coming and going in a hurry.

At this time, there were only the two of them left in the house, and Qiao Qianwen drank water and felt inexplicably a little hot.

Xing Yi stepped on her slippers and walked in from outside the door, and before she could say anything, the water glass in her hand was snatched away by him and put aside.

She looked into his eyes and knew what he wanted to do.

He grabbed her wrists with one hand and pressed her between the couch and him.

"This is the living room" Is it necessary for him to be in such a hurry?

"It's more emotional on the couch."

"It's going to catch a cold on the couch," she said, with a serious face.

He leaned down slightly and whispered in her ear,

"You'll be sweating hot later."

"Well, don't be here," she said.

He hooked the corners of his lips and carried her on his shoulders, went upstairs in three or two steps and threw her to the bed, standing at the end of the bed and undressing himself.

As he undressed, she began to rearrange her slightly messy clothes.

Qiao, who had sorted out his clothes, turned to lie on his back on the bed and began to watch Xing Meinan's stripping show with relish.

His face was visibly dark, but his hands were constantly moving.

"You're pretty good in a male body I've ever seen." She said suddenly.

"How much have you seen on a regular basis?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly pounced. Three times five divided by two, and the clothes on her body could not escape.

When his clothes were scattered, he suddenly stopped moving, and in an instant, the atmosphere became even more unbearable.

Looking at his ill-intentioned face, she knew that he was deliberately taking revenge on the 'strip show' she had just watched him.

"That's fair. If you see me, I'm going to see it back. Pay somebody back in the same coin. He watched as the corners of her mouth turned up, and he lay on the side and looked at her for a long time.

What kind of fallacy is this?

Such a frank meeting in broad daylight can be regarded as a blush to the neck for a certain forensic doctor Qiao. Although she has usually seen all kinds of bodies, when she faces the fruit corpse, she is still wearing clothes, right?

She hurriedly pulled the corner of the quilt, but he pulled it back, looked around, and the clothes had been thrown everywhere by him, and she took the pillow in front of her, revealing only her smooth arms and legs and a small half of her blushing face.

In fact, the most confusing thing is not to be honest with each other, but to hug the pipa and half-cover your face

His face sank, and he reached out and pulled over her pillow, and he fell onto it.

When Qiao Qianwen recovered her senses from the confusion, the time had already pointed to seven o'clock in the evening.

Her face was flushed with ruddy, and her body leaned weakly into his arms, gasping slightly.

There was still a sense of joy in his body, and soreness and exhaustion swept over him.

It's really over this time, right? From the time the sun was in the sky to the time when night fell, how could his physical strength be so good?

"Xing Yi"

"Call husband." Overhead, his magnetic, lazy command sounded.

"Husband."

"Huh?" He squeezed a syllable out of his pharyngeal cavity.

She was sweaty and uncomfortable, raised her hand and gently pushed him away on the bed, half stood up, and looked sideways at him.

"Shouldn't we talk about the timing of each time?"

"It's healthier to do it casually, interrupt halfway, aren't you afraid that I'll suffocate?"

The corners of his lips curled, his hair was slightly messy, and his muscular chest was shiny, but there was a different evil charm than before.

"Besides, I've been very restrained." Because there was still a faint pain inside the wound on his abdomen that had just been repaired, he did restrain a lot.

"Restraint? Qiao Qianwen looked sideways at the night outside the window. Then if he does not refrain from restraint

"If you don't restrain yourself, you'll be too tired to speak now." He smiled and raised his hand to her waist, rolled over to her side and grabbed her, and kissed her all the way down her smooth shoulder.

"It's better to be modest, it's healthier." She said softly.

The sticky wetness on the two of them pressed together, the kiss on his back gradually moved downward, and his breathing began to be heavy again.

Coming again? She panicked and hurriedly turned to the side.

"What's wrong" his eyes sank, and he raised his hand to turn her back again.

"We don't seem to have eaten for a day, I'm hungry." She really had no strength, and even spoke a little softly, "Let's take a shower first, and then eat?" ”

He thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

In order not to starve his little woman, Xing ignored her objections and directly hugged her into the bathroom. The name is beautiful: saving time and water.

However, after taking a shower for two hours, exhausted and weak legs, someone said angrily: In addition to water, time, and effort!

It is said that when a man is most handsome, he cooks and calls you to eat.

Qiao Qianwen sat at the dining table, pulling her wide bathrobe from time to time to prevent it from slipping, while looking at the orderly and busy figure in the kitchen.

In just half an hour, he brought the dishes to the table, and the family was obviously short of fresh vegetables, but he could still cook four dishes and one soup.

Cooking pays attention to color and fragrance, this color, she raised her eyes to look at the man next to her who was shirtless and only had a bib. Of course there is color. The aroma of a steady stream of vegetables wafted on the tip of her nose, and the aroma was tangy. In the end, that's the smell.

Qiao Qianwen stretched out her chopsticks and took a bite, and her mouth was full of fragrance.

"I have to say, your cooking skills are really good." She scooped another spoonful of soup, the corners of her mouth rising.

He looked at her with a smile, "I'll go buy something tomorrow and make it up for you." The body is too weak, it will not be able to stand it"

Of course she understood what he meant.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"Wait until you're full, then eat you." He said indifferently.

Her chopsticks trembled.

"Don't worry, I'm kidding, I'll let you go today."

He smiled suddenly, turned around and went to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks.

"You eat, I think this is good."

She picked up a piece of broccoli and put it in his bowl, and asked, "Who did you learn from such a good cook?" ”

"With my mom." He said lightly, and ate the broccoli in the bowl by the way.

Xing Yi's mother, Qiao Qianwen, suddenly remembered that she had seen a photo of Xing Yi's biological mother in Xing Yi's room, and his mother was a great beauty.

"Even if she is good-looking and virtuous, your mother is really an excellent woman." She is not bad with a scalpel, just a kitchen knife

"Hmm." Xing Yi replied in a low voice.

Seeing his silent appearance, Qiao Qianwen had some understanding in her heart. Every time he talked about Xing Yi's mother, he was always so low.

Even if his mother is good. His father was still obsessed with other women, and a woman who was not as good as his mother in a thousandth. When he thinks of this, his heart will be entangled with gloom. But now that he has a family of his own, the past is a thing of the past for him, whether it's his father or the woman who forced him to fuck, he has no feelings.

"By the way, when are you going to take me to your mother?" She turned to smile and said, "As her daughter-in-law." ”

"Well, it's time to take you to your mother's grave." He nodded and looked up at her, "Where's your aunt, go?" ”

"My aunt," Qiao Qianwen smiled, "She's abroad, so let's just have a video with her when the time comes." ”

"Okay."

By the time the two of them had finished eating and washing everything, it was nearly ten o'clock in the night.

On the big bed, he hugged her quietly, his eyes closed, slightly sleepy.

"Xing Yi, fifteen days of marriage leave, what do you think we should do?" An important question occurred to her.

For a profession like theirs, which is full of dangers and has to be on call even on weekends, it must be fun during the holidays.

"Fifteen days of marriage leave?" In fact, just teasing her at home is enough to make him happy.

"In bed, of course." He said leisurely.

"That's a very good answer.

"Xing Yi," she was a little helpless, "Are you full of thoughts?"

"As long as you're by my side, it's all." He lowered his eyes and looked back at her with deep and earnest.

Based on the man's fighting prowess when he was now wounded, it is likely that half of their fifteen days of marriage leave were spent in bed.

"Ahem, I mean you don't have anything you want to do besides that?"

"You mean, do something more exciting?" He whispered an epilogue, a hint of doubt in his voice.

Just by looking at the smile in his eyes, you knew that he was deliberately playing. Forget it, let's wait for him to calm down with the chaos in his mind

She didn't bother to say more for a while, and came out of his arms, her hand just touched the scar on his abdomen, her heart sank, and she lifted the quilt.

The wound on his abdomen is recovering well. It's just a whip mark that covers her entire chest, and she is shocked to see. She gently stroked the slender whip marks on his chest.

"Does it still hurt?" She couldn't imagine how much Xing Yi suffered at that time.

He looked at the worry in her eyes, and then pulled her around and hugged her in his arms. The sadness in her eyes was projected deep into his heart, and he was worried for a moment.

"You have to stay by my side in the future, I really can't imagine my life without you." Qiao Qianwen lowered her eyes and leaned her head on his shoulder, feeling the security of being held in his arms. Those days were like nightmares, almost crushing her.

Their work cannot be compared with ordinary people, and from time to time they encounter accidents. Therefore, they can better appreciate the meaning of living well, and they must cherish every minute and second of each other.

He frowned slightly, almost rubbing her into his arms.

"Actually, it doesn't matter where you go, it's good if you're around." She smiled and said softly.

"Fifteen days of marriage leave, although I really wanted to spend it in bed." He said extremely seriously, "I'm afraid your body won't be able to bear it." ”

Xing Yi curled the corners of his lips and lowered his eyes to look at her.

"So, my wife. Do you want to go on your honeymoon? ”

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