Chapter 1292: Little Ancestor, Spare Me

In particular, he could clearly feel that Wushuang's chest seemed to be very different from two years ago

She was so generous and unguarded in his arms, which was simply a test of his endurance.

Unfortunately, he didn't sleep much all night.

But the unequaled young lady with a history of menstrual cramps slept sweetly all night and had good dreams.

And because when I opened my eyes in the morning, my stomach didn't hurt so badly, so I was in a good mood, and I gave him several good morning kisses with regrets.

But it also made someone, who had finally died down, start to salute with his head held high again early in the morning.

Regret Sheng couldn't help but wonder if he and Wushuang lived in the same room like this without taking half a step beyond the thunder pool, did he dig a pit for himself

"Please, Ancestors"

Unfortunately, I was really helpless, and rubbed the little man who was messing around in my arms to prevent her from continuing to ignite the fire, "I'm really dying"

"It's really that uncomfortable."

Regret hugged Wushuang tightly, and a certain stone hurt "I'll take a cold shower"

As he spoke, he got out of bed and went to the bathroom without waiting for Wushuang to speak.

Wushuang was lying on the bed, looking at the figure of regret sheng, although she was no longer a virgin, but that night she was drugged, and she didn't know anything in a daze, and she wasn't an experienced person, so

Wushuang's eyes rolled, and he reached out and took the phone.

Opening the search box of the browser, Wushuang thought for a while, and typed in a sentence of what age a man would be dissatisfied

Popular answer: No. 1: No matter what age men are, they will be dissatisfied with their desires, or they will say that men are lower body animals

Musou ""

Wushuang typed in another sentence, are men who are almost thirty years old like wolves?

The first popular one is that a young woman who has just married replied that she has been married to her husband for half a year, I am twenty-seven, my husband is twenty-nine, and I do it at least six times a week on average, and I have to come to it almost every night.

Musou ""

Nowadays, people are so bold, can they casually take out the secret things in the boudoir?

Wushuang threw the phone aside, thinking that when he was holding himself just now, Wushuang who was poking on his little stomach couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his face.

She really won't dare to recruit him anymore in the future.

Otherwise, in the next few days, she would have slept in a separate room with him.

It took half an hour for him to come out of the bathroom.

As soon as he came out, he saw Wushuang lying on the bed hugging a fluffy blanket, only revealing a white and shiny little face looking at him, and said very curiously, "You have been in for so long, are you using your hands, that, that?"

I regretted that I felt that I had just been pressed down by cold water, and I recovered in an instant.

He stood by the door with wet hair, looking at Wushuang helplessly, "Little Ancestor, you spare me." ”

He really felt that if he repeated this a few more times, he was afraid that he would not survive.

"I won't ask, I won't ask" Wushuang hurriedly shrunk herself into the quilt, but in less than a second, she poked out her messy little head again, and Sakura's small mouth pursed, and asked, "Will it be comfortable to use your hands?"

He turned around and went into the bathroom again.

Musou ""

That kind of thing is really so comfortable, or is it only comfortable for men, so I have been thinking about it.

I didn't even dare to talk about the topic of rubbing

The two of them tossed like this for a long time in the morning, and after breakfast, it was already half past ten.

The first two days of Wushuang's menstrual period were the most uncomfortable times, and I used to wait to take medicine and sleep in bed 24 hours a day.

Now I regret that she is not allowed to take medicine, and she is lazy and unwilling to get out of bed.

Regrettably, he asked Ah Cai and the others to move some things from the study to the bedroom and accompany her by the bed.

Wushuang chased the drama with AD for a while, and felt that these idol dramas that love to come and go are really boring, besides, the male protagonist only cares about the 360-degree rotation and is handsome, but unfortunately that face is not one-tenth of the good-looking, so she turned it off casually.

I listened to the spoken language again, but I listened to it, and my eyes were involuntarily attracted by the man who worked hard.

Regret Sheng sat in front of the window, he wore a white shirt and black trousers, just like the usual dress before, just because he didn't take care of his hair after getting up and bathing in the morning, so the jet-black hair was soft and obedient on his forehead, which made him look a lot less cold than before, and seemed to be a little more soft.

The sunshine in southern Yunnan is good, he sits in front of the window, and the sunlight envelops his whole person, and the sunshine like broken gold jumps in the corners of his eyes, and Wushuang gradually can't take his eyes off it.

Inexplicably, she actually had a different idea in her heart, as if his jade carved from ice would disappear out of thin air under this excessively hot sun.

Wushuang's heart suddenly felt a little hollow and uncomfortable.

She took off her headphones and sat up slowly.

Regret Sheng was looking intently at the information on the computer, but before she could sit up, his eyes looked over; "Why don't you lie down?"

As he spoke, he closed the computer, got up and walked to the bed, touching her face.

Wushuang looked at him in a daze, looked at him for a while, and suddenly stretched out his arm to "hug"

Regrettably, his eyes suddenly softened a little, and he gently hugged her, "What's wrong?"

"I was thinking just now, you asked me a question before."

"What's the problem"

"You ask me, do you believe that the world lasts forever"

"Well, I asked you."

"Do you believe that?"

Regret nodded "I believe, what about you, Wushuang"

Wushuang shook his head slightly, "I don't seem to have a way to believe in these illusory things, I'm sorry, somehow, I always feel like you don't belong to this world"

"This world has nothing to do with me, it's enough that I belong to you."

"What if you leave me one day"

"How is that possible?"

"I mean if."

"If there is such a day, you will never forgive me, in this life, in the next life, don't pay attention to me, don't forgive me, let me be a loner forever."

Wushuang snorted lightly, "I ignore you, and I don't agree with you."

"No, it won't." Regret Sheng hugged Wushuang tightly, as if he was promising her, and he seemed to be promising himself that "never." ”

"I remember you said, you have a sacred mountain in southern Yunnan, there is a hundreds of years of sacred tree on the sacred mountain, I asked Ah Cai, Ah Cai said that the sacred tree is particularly effective, those who sincerely take three steps and bow their heads and kneel to climb the sacred mountain to pray, the sacred tree will fulfill one of her wishes"

Miss Wushuang's eldest aunt visited in advance, and I didn't want to leave my bed 555555