Such a low-level mistake naturally could not have happened to Fang Zhongkai. She had grabbed her hand so many times and kissed it so many times, how could she even get the wrong size of the ring.

The delicate gift box was taken away, and he directly twisted the ring and held up Qin Chai'er's outstretched left hand. People who grow tall, their hands will look good, and after not doing rough work for these years, a pair of slender hands are even more white and tender.

Fang Zhongkai put the ring into his ring finger, held her crying little face, lowered his head and kissed her fiercely, wrapped his big hand around her waist, raised it high, and after Qin Chai'er was dizzy, he pressed her on the bed.

"The three turns you asked for three years ago were five years late, and I gave you fifteen laps, and from today on, not only me, but you also have money."

Qin Chai'er remembered that this was a letter she wrote to him five years ago but did not send it, and she didn't expect that it had become his obsession for so many years.

Yes, this man hasn't always been like this.

Qin Chai'er looked up at him, his facial contours were handsome and deep, his eyes were like deep pools, as if he had attracted her, and the tip of his nose smelled a good smell on his body.

Such a good-looking, and such a good man is probably her family.

She leaned up to kiss him and pecked him lightly.

He looked at her with burning eyes, his next intention already in his eyes, and he pressed his lips around her, as if he was eager to confirm something, urgent and strong.

Qin Chai'er's hands were gently pressed against his chest, firm and hot, without a trace of excess fat.

She was kissed all over her body, and she couldn't use her strength to push it away: "Fang Zhongkai, you get up, I'm dirty." She took advantage of the gap to speak.

He bit her earlobe and whispered, "I don't mind"

The room was inexplicably hot, the two of them were entangled together, Fang Zhongkai was so teased by her that he almost couldn't hold back, looking at the bruises on her shoulders, he restrained himself again, she kissed the tip of her nose, and stood up.

"Let's go wash and give you the medicine first." His voice was hoarse, and he slowly picked her up.

We have to confirm how many injuries she has on her body, the car rolled down the landslide, Wan Zhigao fainted, she couldn't be unharmed.

Qin Chai'er didn't want him to help wash it, so he leaned sideways and bit his arm, his painful muscles tightened, but he didn't let go: "I don't help you wash, how can I confirm how many injuries you have." ”

"It's out of the way, it's just a little bruise."

She was so white, so the slightest trace was obvious, and there was no actual pain.

Fang Zhongkai poured hot water into the bathtub, and she shrank there and refused to undress him, squinting at him all the time.

The two tugged and pulled for a few minutes, and Fang Zhongkai let go of her: "Then you wash it yourself, wash it quickly, otherwise the water will be cold." ”

He walked out and pulled out the medicine box, which contained the oil and iodine.

When Qin Chai'er came out of the shower, she was wearing a silky bathrobe. She had bought this bathrobe for a while, but because she felt that the neckline was too low, she usually didn't wear it at home alone.

I don't know how Fang Zhongkai turned it out for her.

Her chest was a little cold, she subconsciously reached out and pulled it, and by the way, she sucked Fang Zhongkai's gaze over.

He reached out and pulled her to his side, and when he looked down, he saw her white neck, plump under her collarbone.

Fang Zhongkai's Adam's apple rolled subconsciously, leaned under her collarbone bruise, opened her mouth and bit down, she was so fragrant and sweet, let's talk about the wound.