"Now, what are you thinking?" Suddenly, Ling Meng interrupted Ling Yan's deep thought.

"It's nothing, I just feel like it's nice to have you as a wife." He smiled and said, "It's really good. ”

"What are you talking about now?" She said very directly, but she stretched out a hand and pinched the soft flesh on Ling Yan's waist.

Although they are all old husbands and wives, they still can't change this kind of fresh lines, especially in the case of bullying now.

――It's really old-fashioned, if that's the case.

Suddenly, Ling Yan shook his head inexplicably, as if he was sighing for something.

"What's wrong?" Reimu grabbed his hand and shook it, looking sideways at him, "What are you thinking?" ”

"What time is it?" Ling Yan turned his head and looked at him with a look that gave Reimu a strange premonition.

Although a little puzzled, Reimu looked down at her watch and replied, "Fourteen and thirteen...... Yes. ”

Before she could finish speaking, she was suddenly picked up by a man close at hand, and after two weeks in the air, she was carried on her shoulder.

"You...... What are you going to do......" Reimu seemed to anticipate what was going to happen.

"It's okay, I just thought, before dinner, we can do something." The man carrying her smiled strangely and walked towards the room with Reimu on his shoulder.

"Don't ...... ...... in broad daylight Woo, put me down......"

As the door closed, her shy voice was muffled behind the door.

Ling Yan jumped onto the bed with Lingmeng in his arms, pressed the girl who wanted to struggle under him, looked at her shy and flustered eyes, and showed a smug smile: "You call it, no one will come to save you if you cut your throat." ”

At this time, say this kind of line. Sure enough, I feel like I'm the Great Demon King.

In other words, it's always been pushed backwards or something, and it's good to be a big demon once in a while!

This inexplicable feeling of refreshment is so good!

He felt the undulating curves of the girl's body beneath him, and the sound of a violently beating heartbeat, and the restless and expectant breathing on his face, which made him unable to bear it.

Even if I haven't experienced this kind of thing a little bit. But in the face of the sudden stimulation, she also stammered a little and asked, "No, don't you take a shower first?" ”

"I don't think so." The man replied to the girl under him.

Tear ...... Tear ...... Tear ......

The slender white dress was torn apart in Ling Yan's hands, and the girl let out a panicked low moan in the dimness.

Looking at the curve of the girl's body under him, Ling Yan was close to her body: "Don't be shy in front of me, it's not that you haven't seen ......"

It's like all kinds of things that have happened in the past, but now the position, well, has been reversed.

"Woo......"

- Oh, it's really, it's getting more and more changing!

The girl who was crushed under her kept complaining about her husband in her heart. She didn't even dare to look at her current self, she closed her eyes and gasped, hugging the man in front of her tightly under Ling Yan's exploration, passively bearing his exploration and invasion.

In the dimness, the two of them gasped and entangled, and finally reached another way of 'resonance' in Reimu's painful whimper.

During the sprint, Ling Yan noticed the unexpected state, and looked at the red color on the sheet with some confusion: "This thing." Isn't it the first time? ”

"I don't know why it was repaired after the last treatment on the egg!" As if a big secret had been discovered, she screamed to herself. stared at him with teary eyes: "It's so rough, it hurts me so much......"

- Wait, how exactly is it determined that the damage is a healing effect!?

Ling Yan paused there a little bewildered, carefully wiped away her tears, and held her in his arms.

Holding Ling Yan's neck, Ling Meng looked into his eyes after a long time. He puffed up and said, "Apologize." ”

Ling Yan said quite honestly, "I'm sorry. ”

Jokes, if you don't tell the truth anymore, isn't that death? The creature of a man must be able to bend and stretch at all times, especially at a critical moment like the present.

"I forgive you." Reimu buried her face in his neck and whispered a muffled voice, "It's okay now, lighter ......"

"Don't, don't be so savage! Yikes! ”

The music between the souls is jerky from the very beginning. Later, the synchronization, and finally, the wavelengths between the souls stirred together and turned into a passionate sound.

However, in this [music] played, Ling Yan always felt that he seemed to be being calculated by Lingmeng again?

But don't count the details of such a trivial matter, right?

In the period of creation, the love between children and daughters is long, and you can't think about other things.

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"Really, it's still that rough." Shrinking into the quilt, the girl complained to Ling Yan, but there was no need to make any substantive movements, such as hammering him or something.

"Well, it's a man's instinct." Looking at the girl's appearance, Ling Yan felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Although I don't know what this achievement feels like at all, it's just that.

"But your unexpected enthusiasm today? Girl? ”

"Huh? Have it? As if talking about something, she said a little evasively.

"Don't pretend, I can't guess what you're thinking, but I can feel it through the two of us." Looking at Lingmeng's expression, Ling Yan immediately said, "Are you confessing leniently, or am I using a man's method to force you to say it." ”

"Uhhh

"Treasure?"

"Baby!" She said as if she had given up on herself, and then smashed Ling Yan's head hard: "I want to win a little more!" Just laugh at me! I'm such a greedy woman! ”

"Well, that's not greed." Ling Yan sighed helplessly, and then pillowed on his arm: "If this kind of thing happens-"

"-I know." Interrupting Ling Yan's words, she whispered, "Can't you let me be willful a little?" ”

"It's okay, you can be a little more willful." He looked at Reimu's appearance and said with a smile.

But why can't he keep thinking about it, Ling Yan always feels that this smile is very - it looks like it has been calculated? (To be continued......)