Xin Qiyun laughed out loud. Qiao Yan looked a little uncomfortable, she was not used to being "served" by Wei Chihong like this, but Xin Qiyun enjoyed Lu Xipeng's thoughtful service with peace of mind, and did not forget to praise: "Captain Wei Chi will definitely be a good husband in the future." ”

"Loving your wife is a virtue." Lu Xipeng said sincerely.

"I agree." Wei Chihong immediately expressed his position. Cao Chongshan said that "being afraid of his wife is a virtue", he did not agree, "fear" is based on inequality, equality and respect are the prerequisites of love. And Lu Xipeng's words, he 100% agrees, his wife is used to love, especially his Qiao Yan. Although she is still not his nominal wife, she has long been in his mind. Now as long as he silently recites the name "Qiao Yan", he can't suppress his heartbeat, and feels the desire for love and possession emerging from every bone marrow.

There are only three short words, but to Qiao Yan's ears, they are a thousand words. Her heart is like the orange juice she is sipping, bubbling sweetly.

When she went to bed at night, Qiao Yan's chest was still full of emotion and tenderness. She walked into the bedroom after taking a shower, and saw Yu Chihong half-leaning on the bed reading the newspaper, so she couldn't help but walk over, bent down, put her arms around his neck, and kissed his forehead.

Wei Chihong looked at the newspaper with his eyes just now, but his thoughts were floating in the air, and he didn't fall into decline, so he couldn't respond to Qiao Yan's enthusiasm in time.

Qiao Yan thought that he was more interested in the newspaper than himself, and he was about to get up, but he suddenly threw away the newspaper, stretched out his long arm, and scooped her into his arms.

"Is there any purpose in taking the initiative to make love to me so much?" His soft voice rang in her ears, burning her face.

"There is no purpose, it is ...... I just want to kiss you. Qiao Yan's voice was extremely soft.

Yu Chihong's head immediately moved upward, his lips were glued together with her, and his body was close to his body, and he raised his head for a long time, looking at her red cheeks and bright eyes. In the orange light, her face was soft as a dream. "Qiao Yan," he whispered with his hands around her waist, wrapping her in the crook of his arm.

"Hmm," Qiao Yan replied in a low voice.

"Qiao Yan." Wei Chihong called repeatedly, his voice was a little hoarse, "Think about it, marry me." ”

Qiao Yan's breathing suddenly stagnated, and her heartbeat missed several beats. "That's ...... Propose? Isn't it too fast? ”

"Fast?" Wei Chihong looked at her with inquiring eyes, with a shallow smile on his lips, "All love that is not for the purpose of marriage is a hooligan, I am for the purpose of marriage, so I am not a hooligan." If you don't want to get married, you're a female hooligan.

"You're just forcing a marriage!" It makes sense to give her a hat as big as a "female hooligan"! Qiao Yan simply played sideways, and actually reached out to pinch Yu Chihong's chin and made a frivolous gesture. "What about the female hooligan, come, Lord Wei Chi, give the master a smile."

As soon as the words fell, I saw that Yu Chihong's deep eyes were surging with ink, as if they were about to engulf her.

"Just kidding, don't mind." She was timid, let go of her hand, and smiled wryly, only to be immediately grabbed by him on the chin. "Since it's a female hooligan, show me a little hooligan."

"Then let you see." Qiao Yan and Yu Chihong have been grinding their ears and temples for a long time, and their courage has unconsciously grown, and they have also bred a little bit of arrogance. As soon as she turned her heart sideways, the whole person rode on top of him, looking down on him condescendingly.

"That's it?" Wei Chihong looked at her for a long time, and he didn't believe that she could play any tricks.

"No more playing." She regretted that she had made such a move in a momentary heat, and decided to surrender and retreat.

However, there is no room for regret for her. The soft waist was clamped by Yu Chihong with one hand. "You're riding a tiger now." With a triumphant smirk, he didn't rush to explore her with his other hand, but took her foot down and gently teased her toes.

In this regard, Wei Chihong is absolutely self-taught. When he was doing the experiment in the afternoon, he found that Qiao Yan was staring at Xin Qiyun's feet, and seemed to be very envious of other people's slender feet. Later, when Qiao Yan changed her shoes, Wei Chihong paid special attention to her feet, her feet were also very beautiful, although they were a little bigger than Mrs. Lu, but they were also delicate and small, and Ying Ying held them. At that time, he had an urge to hold her feet and tease, of course, in that environment, that was unrealistic.

Now that he is finally satisfied, Yu Chihong's biggest experience is that it is no wonder that ancient Chinese men like to play with women's little feet, which is really a great pleasure, the small feet have the beauty of the whole body, the smooth and white skin, the beautiful curves of the eyebrows, soft and delicate, and the toes are especially delicate, which makes him love it.

"Don't get it." Qiao Yan couldn't stand it anymore, and the sensitive numbness hit her one after another, and she couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Yu Chihong stroked her for a while before his hand let go of her feet and went up along the smooth and delicate skin of her legs...... His eyes as dark as the night sky locked on her, watching her patience deepen, feeling her hands grip his shoulders harder and harder, nails digging into his muscles. But at the most critical moment, he suddenly stopped.

Qiao Yan looked at him in a daze, and saw a look of urgency flashing in his eyes. She immediately understood that he was deliberate, deliberately trying to make her really "difficult to ride a tiger".

"What to do next, don't I teach you?" He opened his mouth leisurely.

Qiao Yan gritted her teeth, obviously he was already out of breath, and he could still restrain and endure it like this, just to tease her. She stared at him in shame, his face flushed with a thin layer of crimson, and there was an undercurrent of emotion in his inky eyes, and a scorching breath sprayed on her face.

That look, so sexy, so charming, I can see Qiao Yan hot and throbbing all over.

Yu Chihong also looked at Qiao Yan unscrupulously, her eyes were full of drunken water, and her mouth was full of shyness and timidity. His throat was dry and astringent, and the veins of passion were about to burst, but he held on, waiting for her initiative.

Qiao Yan was not his opponent at all, and took the lead in giving in. She couldn't resist his temptation, so she somehow began to unbutton his pajamas, and the man's strong chest muscles and strong body were slowly revealed with her movements.

"It's too slow, speed up!" Wei Chihong seemed to be giving orders.

And Qiao Yan really took off his pajamas as if he was on a mission, and then lay on his body, following his example, and kissing his neck...... (Please see the box below for the content of the ellipses)

After a long time, he looked up and took in her intoxicated shyness.

"Female rascal......" he laughed obsessively, his voice hoarse.

"Don't say that about me." Qiao Yanjiao gasped, her little face flushed.

"Then marry me." He was forced to marry again at such a time.

"Nope." Qiao Yan's body was lost, but her mind was still sober.

Yu Chihong did not give up. "Promise me."

"Not really." Qiao Yan's dark eyes were drowned by a pool of Qinghong, her little mouth was deflated, and she was about to cry.

The smile on Wei Chihong's face disappeared, his eyes became deep, and his expression was elusive. He didn't push her anymore, but suddenly pressed her down on the bed......

Sweat dripped down his forehead, wetting her face. Qiao Yan felt as if her body was no longer her own, trembling, and almost wanted to faint in this extreme stimulation.

The night is deep and spring. Qiao Yan curled up pitifully in Yu Chihong's arms and murmured, "You hurt me." ”

"Why don't you marry me?" Wei Chihong seemed more calm and cold than usual.

"You didn't know enough to sleep with me?" Yu Chihong stared at her with dark eyes.

Qiao Yan shuddered involuntarily. The words stabbed her in the sore spot, and she bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I said the wrong thing, and I apologize." Yu Chihong hugged her tightly and kissed her, as if he was afraid that she would disappear suddenly, "Forget it, I won't force you again." This kind of thing can't be forced, I'm ready to marry you at any time, it's up to you to do it. "He wanted to marry her, and from that rainy night, he wanted to have her forever. He has selfish thoughts, as long as they get married and have children, and have a common bloodline, all the past may no longer be an obstacle. can also cut off Zhong Kai's thoughts, and many chaotic problems at the moment have been solved since then.