There was a faint mist in the bedroom that came out of the bathroom.

The two damp people lingered, and soon the more and more fog in the room gradually warmed up, and finally dissipated.

Ruan Haocheng gently kissed the daughter-in-law in his arms, and almost got into trouble just now.

He said that he wanted to be gentle tonight, so just now he really just wanted to massage his daughter-in-law.

But the atmosphere is too tempting, no, in addition to the comfortable atmosphere, what is more tempting should be the beautiful daughter-in-law.

"Daughter-in-law... I... Love you..."

Because he loves her, he doesn't want her to feel too tired, and he will love her tenderly.

Because he loves her, he doesn't want to love his daughter-in-law in a place that he doesn't like, so as not to make her feel uncomfortable.

"Husband... Love you..."

Her silly boy has always been that silly boy, and when she is gentle, it is like a warm spring water, enveloping her gently.

Happy, sweet, in his gentle embrace.

"Daughter-in-law... It's mine... Good daughter-in-law... Love you... It's so nice..."

His daughter-in-law is still the same daughter-in-law, and when he is gentle, she is like a supple little sheep, leaning tightly into his arms, responding to his kisses, his love, his pain, and his favor.

Tonight is gentle, and tomorrow night is supposed to be a crazy romantic night.

At that time, the daughter-in-law seemed to be a crazy little leopard, which made him want to stop.

"Husband... Love you..."

She was confused and awake, and his gentleness made her lose herself.

And in the romantic night, he is crazy and domineering, he is like a crazy and domineering lion, and he gently dismantles her in the madness.

And she turned into a crazy little leopard, entangled with him, and finally didn't know who ate whom.

I guess we ate each other!

"Daughter-in-law... Tonight... Normal... Night, tomorrow night... Romantic... Night... Okay, okay?"

Unconsciously, he spoke what was in his mind.

"Hmm... Good... Husband... I... Hurt... Love you..."

Unconsciously, she spoke out the longing of her heart.

He is her husband, the husband who wants to be together for the rest of his life.

She is his wife, and she wants to be a coquettish wife in his arms for the rest of her life.

What can't be said?

He loves her, she loves him, whether it's normal or romantic, they just want to love each other like this lingeringly, never separated.

The breeze outside the window had turned into a chilly wind, and she clung to the tightly closed window.

Through the curtains, I looked at the two people who were clinging to each other in the room.

It must have been very hot inside, and if she could, she would have liked to go in and float around them and feel the heat.

After a soft sigh, she looked at the sky.

Spring should be coming!

The seniors told her that in the spring, she should be able to wait for her him, so that she must stick to this cold winter day.

More than half of the winter has passed, and she thinks that as long as the two people in the house love each other, she will be able to survive this winter, because her heart is warm.

The room was getting warmer and hotter, driving the dissipated fog towards the cold windowpanes.

The invisible mist finally falls on the glass, and you can experience the cold comfort.

Gradually, it gathers on the glass, replacing it with a layer of mist, which then turns into a layer of water vapor.

The gentle heat inside continued.

The cold wind blows the glass, and I really want to chat with this person who has experienced the hot water vapor in the house.

However, the water vapor that does not understand the customs is instantly painted into ice cubes.

The ice gradually covered the glass, so that the cold wind could no longer see the heat in the house.

However, to the surprise of the cold wind, the ice cubes turned into a pair of people who were clinging to each other.

The corners of her mouth curled, and she began to try to identify, which one was her? Which is he?