Wu Shichen hasn't returned to Wu's house recently, saying that he went to live in his apartment, but it's actually all because of Lu Qianzhou's apartment.

After receiving the reminder from the forest box, he was more concerned about Lu Qianzhou's safety.

But looking at the desk work, he didn't even give him half a look.

"A thousand boats."

“”

"Baby."

“”

"Wife."

Lu Qianzhou, who had been harassed, raised his head and glared at Wu Shichen, and continued to bury his head in work.

Wu Shichen walked over and pressed the computer cover, and picked up Lu Qianzhou dissatisfied.

"Hey, what are you doing, I still have work to do." Lu Qianzhou reflexively hugged his neck, for fear that he would fall.

"Work is important, I am important"

"Here we go again"

Wu Shichen buried his head in biting Lu Qianzhou's collarbone, his lips pulled the collar of her pajamas and pulled it to her shoulder, and her white and small shoulders were exposed.

The stubble on his chin gently slid over the skin on his shoulders, causing Lu Qianzhou to shudder.

She still wrapped one hand around Wu Shichen's neck, and the other hand slid down her shoulder against his strong chest.

At this moment, at close range, you can still smell the fragrance of shower gel emanating from Wu Shichen's body.

It is a fruity shower gel that Lu Qianzhou has always loved to use.

The familiar fragrance appeared on her husband, and it was really indescribably pleasant.

"Why don't you shave"

Wu Shichen lowered his eyes and looked directly at Lu Qianzhou, looking at the skin and the looming curvature under the collar of her pajamas, his pupils tightened.

Originally, I was going back to the inner room to rest, and I turned around and entered the bathroom.

"Wait for you to scratch me."

Lu Qianzhou raised his eyes and frowned, "But I won't, what should I do if I scratch." ”

Wu Shichen put Lu Qianzhou on the sink and kissed her on the lips without saying anything.

The bathroom also has the mist after he took a bath, mixed with the fruity aroma, and the natural bump of lips and tongues between the two can't help but give birth to a little ambiguity.

Accustomed to Wu Shichen's frequent surprise kisses, Lu Qianzhou was only stunned for a moment, and then he was relieved to bear his licking and sucking.

It wasn't until she felt that her breath had been plundered by Wu Shichen that Lu Qianzhou bit the tip of Wu Shichen's tongue that she was searching for in her mouth.

Hearing him gasp, she gasped and let go.

"I still know it hurts."

Wu Shichen slapped Lu Qianzhou's buttocks, "bite me"

Lu Qianzhou shrunk his neck, and the person who knew the times was Junjie, and said pretentiously, "Husband, is it okay for your favorite wife to help you shave." ”

"Hmm."

Wu Shichen's palm on Lu Qianzhou's waist and hips rubbed gently, but the other hand was repeatedly tapped along his thigh, as if he was playing the piano.

Lu Qianzhou felt that his thighs were numb by him, and his hands and feet were not sharp, so it took a long time to wipe the foam on Wu Shichen's lips and chin.

Wu Shichen was pleased by Lu Qianzhou's subtle reaction, his eyebrows and eyes bent slightly, and he leaned his head and wanted to kiss him again.

Lu Qianzhou glared at him fiercely with a razor, "If you move again, you will scratch your handsome face, so that you can no longer commit murder." Hum. ”

Seeing her kitten's fried appearance, Wu Shichen was in a good mood and didn't move, and let her shave her beard.

Afraid of really hurting Wu Shichen, Lu Qianzhou's movements were so gentle that Wu Shichen felt as if a feather was slipping through.

The eyes were half-closed, and as soon as the gaze that occupied the height advantage drooped, he crashed into the faint ups and downs of Lu Qianzhou's collar with his movements.

Wu Shichen's throat tightened slightly, but he still restrained his desire to kiss Lu Qianzhou.

It's rare that this little woman wants to shave him, and can't sweep her up.

Otherwise, there will probably be no next time.

After a while, Lu Qianzhou picked up a towel to wipe Wu Shichen's chin, and carefully wiped the aftershave.

Holding Wu Shichen's face with both hands, he pulled it over slightly, and then wrinkled his nose and sniffed it.

"It smells so good, is your wife great?"