Ning Xiang made another glass of pear juice with mixed feelings, but was a little hesitant to take it.

Jinmo's appearance just now was a little too aggressive, and she was afraid that she really wouldn't be able to get out of bed.

That's no joke, yes

eal: Reality.

Actually, it doesn't have to be to restore life between husband and wife.

Ning Xiang thought, she didn't mean to force it in this matter.

But grandma seems worried?

It's always bad to worry the elderly.

Still, it's good to be alone.

And there is no entanglement of Jinmo opening the screen, it is much cleaner.

Nothing bad.

Another hatred between them across the mountains and seas.

Although no one mentioned it, it was there.

It's like the Himalayas.

Just because you don't climb it, don't look at the top of the mountain, doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

So, let's do it, send the pear juice, kiss it and come back.

Gradual.

Forget it, don't kiss it, it's better to hold hands.

Ning Xiang has thought about it, and this week she will hold hands and hug first.

Kissing can be practiced next week.

Next week, it's still a kiss.

Well, in another week, a deeper kiss can be considered.

Let's do that after half a year.

Thinking of this, the pounding and pounding heartbeat also returned to normal.

After a long delay, Jinmo finished taking a shower.

When Ning Xiang entered, she found that there was no one in the study.

Jinmo's voice came hoarsely, "I'm in the bedroom." ”

Ning Xiang's heart raced, she took a deep breath, and thought, he is in the bedroom, hehe. It's okay, just send it over and leave.

Cowardly.

Isn't it the incense that retreats?

You should call her Qin Zhenxiang.

After finishing talking to herself, Ning Xiang rushed to the bedroom with a majestic and high-spirited spirit.

Jinmo was already lying on the bed recliningly.

He was wrapped in a bath towel, revealing perfectly hard muscle curves.

Help me! It's so charming.

Ning Xiang pulled her eyes out of the mermaid line and took a deep breath.

I'll go!

There's too much stamina.

Ning Xiang is like a child who has received sweetness, and her cheerful mentality is difficult to hide.

Jin Mo secretly glanced at her and saw the corners of the woman's mouth that couldn't help but rise.

Oooh oh.

This girl is quite easy to get on.

Ning Xiang did some psychological construction.

"Here's your pear juice." The lark-like voice was a little hoarse at the moment.

Jinmo seemed to hear it, but didn't respond yet.

Just looked at her steadily.

Ning Xiang stepped in, and her thoughts were like being covered with a pink veil.

Seeing that the man seemed to be going to bed, the idea of gradual progress just now kept sounding the alarm at this moment.

Danger Ale

t！

Ning Xiang swallowed her saliva, put the pear juice on the glass table at the door, and reluctantly slid across his mermaid line, her eyes sticky as if she was about to suck on his abs, but her feet still moved and turned to leave.

Jinmo only glanced at it lightly and said, "Bring it here." ”

End to the past?

Danger Ale

t！

[If you get too close, will it fall? ] 】

[Qin Ningxiang, you can't be astringent. 】

Although Ning Xiang was rich in mental activity, she still picked up the pear juice without smiling and walked over.

It was very slow.

When he arrived at Jinmo's bed, he turned his head away from him and handed over the cup with one hand.

"Doesn't your neck hurt?" Jinmo's voice was relaxed, but it was obviously a little underbeaten.

"It doesn't hurt." Ning Xiang's hands were a little sour.

After a stalemate for a long time, Ning Xiang heard the sound of rustling, and put one hand on the cup, as if taking the cup.

In order to confirm, Ning Xiang turned her head and found that Jinmo's hand was indeed holding the cup, so she let go of her hand.

In the next second, the world was spinning, and the whole person fell on the bed.