"You ......" Jing Qingran was at a loss for words, and she seemed to inadvertently catch a glimpse of a row of marks on his shoulders that resembled tooth marks - it was impossible for this man to bite himself by himself, and it was impossible for him to bite his shoulder casually, as if there were not many people who could be close to him......

"I'm just treating others the way they do." And he said this wickedly.

"How can you blame me?" I want to cry again without tears.

"Don't blame you, who do you blame? Who else can bite me? Except for you? Three questions.

It is very difficult for ordinary people to approach him, and he has always been clean and self-conscious, and has no habit of being bitten.

He couldn't say a word when he asked him rhetorically.

"Wife, what else do you want to say to me?" He asked.

Originally, he wanted to pretend to be asleep and listen to what she had to say, but he couldn't help but pick up the conversation with her.

"No more!" Answered him firmly.

"It's not good!" Then one turned over and pressed the woman under him, and the two were close to each other, Jing Qingran only felt that he was about to be crushed into a patty by him.

"You, you go down!" The woman was a little panicked and wanted to reach out and push him away, but she couldn't exert her strength.

"You just lit a fire on me like this, and now tell me to go down?" He didn't move, his tall body was clinging to her soft and delicate body, and he was afraid that he would press her too hard, so he supported his body slightly with his hands, and could feel the woman's breathing rise and fall.

Just now, she was close to him, rubbing beside him, she didn't feel anything, it was just an intimate contact between lovers and husbands, and as a man, he touched this woman so much, and the fire in his lower abdomen became more and more intense.

The distance between the two is too close, and the breath and heartbeat can be seen.

"I didn't know you weren't asleep." Jing Qingran said quite weakly.

"So you mean that when I'm completely asleep, you can do anything wrong to me?" As he spoke, he lowered his head and bit her red lip.

In this kind of thing, no matter how you say it, it is beneficial to this man.

"It's not." She shook her head and said inarticulately.

"Duplicity!" Ignoring her rebuttal, he stretched out his long tongue to stir the fragrance between her mouths.

"No, no ......" was kissed by him, and still said no two words, it seems that the dead duck has a hard mouth, and it is not a matter of one or two days.

"You say, will the children born to the two of us in the future be more like you, or will they be more like me?" The man asked her, but her hands and feet were not idle.

"It must be a little more like me! How cold like you! This must not be taken back, after all, the child's personality is a matter of his life.

"Isn't it good to be like me?" As he spoke, his fingers had stripped her clean, and so had he himself.

"What's good?" Jing Qingran gritted his teeth, and while bearing him, he replied to his words, "Our children should be healthy and sunny, and they can't be cold all day long!" ”

Seriously, before meeting Mu Zhengchen, Jing Qingran had never been in contact with cold people, so in her cognition, people still have to be popular, and people who are too cold can have others.

"You don't like cold people, do you, by your means?" He began to bite her again, and his teeth were not merciful.

"Who likes a cold person?" Saying this, I completely forgot that the man who liked it to death was a very cold personality.