It's been a long night.

The room is full of beauty.

Rough panting, coquettish panting, intertwined.

Afterwards, Tong Jiumo was hugged by him, and the two fell asleep sweetly.

Tong Jiumo had no dreams all night.

Sleep very peacefully.

The next morning, she woke up to his kisses.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw him lying on top of her, burying his head in front of her, and she was so frightened that she wrinkled her eyebrows.

She stretched out her hand to hold his head and lifted it, looking at his deep eyes full of lust, and asked with a frown, "You only tossed me for a day last night, and you refused to let me go early in the morning?" ”

After Mo Qijue woke up, looking at her sweet little face, he couldn't help but want to kiss her.

He told himself that he would only kiss it.

However, as soon as he kissed him, he was out of control.

Mo Qijue raised his head from her chest, his eyes full of desire and dissatisfaction.

Tong Jiumo watched him kiss the indescribable place, and she quickly pulled her clothes to cover the spring light.

If it weren't for the fact that he was her husband, he would have been kicked into the Pacific Ocean by her.

Early in the morning, it was hairy.

"Momo, you are so beautiful, I am a man, I can't help but look at it." Mo Qijue said, and licked the corners of his lips.

Tong Jiumo watched him lick his lips and felt very evil and ruffian.

"Can I return it!" Tong Jiumo frowned and asked.

Before marriage, he was obviously an abstinent old cadre.

Why do you get married...... Just changed the style of painting?

And the desire is getting stronger!

If this continues, she will definitely be squeezed dry by him.

"What to return?" Mo Qijue frowned and asked in a condensed voice.

"Of course it's you! You're not in the right version! Tong Jiumo said angrily.

"Why am I not getting the right version?" Mo Qijue looked at her, his head was still held by her small hands.

"Mom said you don't like touching women, what are you now? Even if it's legal to get married, you shouldn't be so often, right? ”

Tong Jiumo felt the seriousness of the matter, so she pushed him away from her body, she sat up, and suddenly felt a sore back.

She gasped.

Hold your waist.

Mo Qijue looked at her holding her waist and sighed, he knew that he had caused it, and hurriedly stretched out his big hand and rubbed her slender waist.

"Isn't it sour?" Mo Qijue remembered his savage and rude actions last night, and he began to blame himself, "I'll rub it for you, I'll be gentle next time." ”

As soon as Tong Jiumo heard the next time, her little face sank and she glared at him, "There is no next time, let's make it clear now." ”

Yas.

This man is simply a vulgar monk.

"What are you going to make clear?" Mo Qijue rubbed her small waist and asked softly.

He helped her lie on the bed and patiently massaged her waist.

Tong Jiumo enjoyed the massage he gave her, it was caused by him, of course he came to massage.

And she also found that Mo Qijue had great patience with her.

She read in a book that in a relationship, patience is more important than suitability, and only with long-term patience and tenderness to a person can it be possible to go on forever.

She suddenly asked, "Mo Qijue, will you be as patient with me as you are now in the future?" ”

"I have patience with you now, and I will have it later." Mo Qijue's hand rubbing her small waist did not stop, and answered her words seriously.

From her questioning, he could tell that she was worried that he was just coveting her freshness.

Fear that he will lose patience and interest in her later on.

However, this does not exist.

Because he needs her, she needs him too.

ps: Ask for a monthly pass~