Fang Huai'an finished eating under her gaze: "You keep looking at me, do you have something to say?" ”

Song Yiqing nodded: "I want to move back to Luo's house for a while, I mean you go to live with me." ”

She didn't explain the reason, so Fang Huaian agreed.

"Okay."

"Don't you even ask me why?"

"First, you think the Luo family is safe, and second, you want to see a doctor for Luo Mingsheng."

There is no need for her to say these two reasons, Fang Huaian knows them.

Song Yiqing held her head with her hands in her hands, watching him clean the table and kitchen, and her busy figure made her feel extra relieved.

Fang Huai'an took off his apron and tugged at her collar: "Go wash and sleep." ”

She still smelled of alcohol, slightly pungent.

Going to sleep like this, Fang Huai'an would think that he had a wine bottle next to him.

Song Yiqing made trouble unreasonably: "You dislike me? ”

Fang Huai'an seemed to have suffered an unwarranted disaster: "How could I dislike you." ”

Song Yiqing's head was not clear, and she stared at him with innocent eyes: "Then you let me go to wash and drag my clothes." Aren't you disgusted with me? ”

He couldn't explain it clearly, it turned out that Song Yiqing, who had not sobered up, was so difficult.

"You see, if you don't speak, you dislike me."

"I really don't dislike you."

"Then you prove it to me!"

Song Yiqing walked up to him, her hands crossed on her waist, her face was red, and her delicate lips were pink.

Fang Huai'an's face suddenly approached, and the lips of the two were only one centimeter apart: "How to prove it?" ”

The warm breath hit her face, and she swallowed unconsciously, and the ghost moved forward a little closer.

The soft touch came, Fang Huai'an's mind flashed a blank, and then he clasped her head with his backhand, deepening the kiss.

The sudden kiss caught Song Yiqing off guard like a storm, Xiang Jinnong slipped between the entwined tongues, her brain shut down, and she closed her eyes obediently.

She forgot to think, she didn't want to think, instinctively wanted to hold him, tighter, tighter.

Song Yiqing's return hug gave him great encouragement, Fang Huaian hugged her horizontally, threw her on the bed, and called her name seductively: "Xiaoqing." ”

Song Yiqing was confused, panting heavily: "Huai'an ......"

She was hot all over, Fang Huai'an's big palm lit fire everywhere on her body, his breathing became heavier, and the hot breath sprayed on her ears, crispy and numb.

Fang Huai'an tensed his body, the last bit of reason remained: "Xiaoqing, is it okay?" ”

Song Yiqing wanted to refuse, but the excitement and expectation in her heart made her nod involuntarily.

He was overjoyed, and the kiss rained down from her cheek to her collarbone and then down.

Song Yiqing whispered with the instinct of her body, and it was so hot that it was hot.

"Huai'an, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, ......it hurts, it hurts

She gasped for breath as she had never experienced it before, and her body felt like it was torn.

Fang Huaian frowned nervously, obviously he had already given birth to a child, and it was like the first time.

"Baby, be good, I'll slow down."

He slowed down and let her get used to it, waiting for everything to fall into place.

Song Yiqing closed her eyes in shame, and under his teasing, her body trembled, once or twice...... The wonderful feeling took her to the clouds.

Fang Huai'an didn't know the taste of food, and refused to let her go after tossing for a long time.

She begged for mercy under him: "Huai'an, stop, stop." I am so tired. ”

His voice was hoarse, with a heavy lust: "Please." ”

"Please, stop."

"Call husband."

Song Yiqing wanted to cry without tears, this abrasive spirit would torture him.

She pushed the person on her body hard, but her whole body was soft and she couldn't use her strength.

Fang Huai'an clamped her two wrists and raised them above her head: "Do you want to scream?" ”

Song Yiqing struggled, but the more she struggled, the harder Fang Huai'an worked, and she shed two tears in a hurry.

Fang Huai couldn't bear it, kissed her, and coaxed: "Be good, call your husband, I'll let you go tonight." ”

She barked like a cat, "Husband." But in my heart, I scolded him a hundred times, and the wild wolf who couldn't feed her was about to toss her little waist away.

Fang Huai'an got what she wanted, and was finally willing to let her go after this time.

Song Yiqing turned over and squinted out the window, as if it was about to dawn outside.

She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

After several rounds of fighting, both of them had sweat stains on their bodies.

Fang Huai kissed her on the forehead with peace of mind, and after six years of accumulated thoughts, how could he indulge it all at once. blame him for being too anxious, she was so tired of tossing.

After thinking about it, you can't blame him entirely, you have to blame Song Yiqing for being too beautiful, which makes him want to stop.

He didn't feel sleepy, took Song Yiqing to the bathroom, and wiped her body for her. Her body was red and swollen, and at a glance she knew that he was exerting too much force.

Fang Huai was relieved, and muttered in his heart that he must be lighter next time.

He washed Song Yiqing and carried her back to the bed, she was so tired that she didn't realize it at all during the whole process, she was well-behaved like a doll.

Fang Huai'an couldn't put it down, and took the opportunity to rub the oil, but the result could only make himself uncomfortable, so he hurriedly went to take a cold shower.

I'm going to move to Luo's house tomorrow, Song Yiqing is so tired that she hasn't packed her luggage yet, Fang Huai'an started to tidy it up to avoid her being in a hurry tomorrow.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, some people are energetic like a cow, and some people are squeezed dry and sleep like a little fragrant pig.

Song Yiqing almost slept until three o'clock in the morning, and when she opened her eyes, her first reaction was that her body was hurting everywhere.

Looking down, there was a blue and a purple patch.

She covered her head with the quilt in frustration, and the thought of last night's scene made her want to curse.

"A stinky man who doesn't know moderation! Ahh......hh How am I going to go out and meet people! ”

Fang Huaian didn't know when he stood next to her: "Are you scolding me for being a stinky man?" ”

Song Yiqing lifted the quilt, her face flushed: "No, no." ”

She moved too much, revealing a spring color on her chest.

Fang Huai'an leaned over and lowered her head, her subconscious body shrinking back.

Oops, it's a conditioned reflex that makes this little girl fearful.

He propped his arm and dropped a kiss on her forehead: "Get up and eat, I'm done." ”

Song Yiqing slowly got dressed, and as soon as the two of them sat at the dining table, the doorbell rang outside.

Fang Huai'an opened the door, and Luo Tiegen bared two big teeth: "Uncle, I'll take you back to Luo's house." ”

"Well, come in."

Luo Tiegen is a big ghost, looking at his face, like a spring breeze, he even smiled at him, flattered!

Song Yiqing asked in surprise, "It's only eight o'clock, why are you here?" Have you eaten? ”

He looked at the untouched food on the table, "Not yet." ”

Fang Huaian took the initiative to invite: "Then let's eat some together." ”

He was not polite and sat down directly.

Song Yiqing rolled her eyes: "I haven't eaten anything, did the Luo family treat you badly?" Why didn't anyone follow this time? ”