At the moment, he became a sheep to be slaughtered, without the slightest ability to resist.

He paused and looked at his lips, which had become red and swollen under his impatient kiss.

Song Wanyue's thin shoulders trembled with tears, and her red eyes sobbed: "Duan Baiting ....."

Duan Baiting briefly kissed her on the lips to soothe her uneasiness.

The hoarse voice was almost seductive: "Good girl, call husband." ”

Chapter 23

Song Wanyue was kissed until she was deprived of oxygen, and her body was so soft that she looked like a dehydrated fish.

The whole person was attached to him, so that he did not fall.

There were tears in the corners of her eyes, and the butterfly bones trembled in his warm palms.

Obediently called out to her husband.

There was a cry in his voice, his eyes were flushed, and he looked at him aggrievedly.

Duan Baiting's heart seemed to be rubbed open by someone, no matter how cold and hard it was, it turned into a pool of soft water at the moment.

He lowered his head and rubbed it against her forehead.

The distance is so close that lips and lips occasionally accidentally touch.

The touch made her chest tingle.

He held her face in both hands, gasping heavily.

Song Wanyue's whole body was soaked, and she would sweat again.

Duan Baiting's fundus conjunctiva began to engorge and expand.

She could see with the naked eye the bloodshot in his eyes, the kind of fierce look that wanted to devour her.

Too aggressive.

Every muscle in his body was tense and hot.

It wasn't until the moment that Song Wanyue realized that her usual teasing was just a small fight at the kindergarten level in front of Duan Baiting.

She was a little scared, and there was a little bit of weird anticipation mixed in with it.

The soft, boneless hand carefully supported his arm at his side.

Through the stiff suit, she could still feel the hot muscles tightening.

She trembled her voice and called his name: "Duan...... Duan Baiting. ”

The man's reddened eyes were once again clouded with a layer of darkness.

Because of her almost coquettish tone.

The meticulous shirt had messy folds at some point, and his chest rose and fell violently as his breathing became more and more rapid.

Song Wanyue lowered her head timidly, the current Duan Baiting was too scary, not the same as the usual Sven cold.

Like a bird of prey waiting for an opportunity in the jungle, ready to bite off the neck of its prey at any time.

And she is being targeted as a prey.

Where is there still the boldness that teased him in the past, tears were about to be scared out, and he lowered his eyes aggrievedly, and begged him in a soft voice: "Duan Baiting, I ...... I haven't finished taking a shower yet, can you go out first, don't look at me like that...... I'm afraid ......"

After swallowing the Adam's apple several times, the secretion of male hormones reaches its peak.

Seductive and emotional.

But he was unmoved, and said nothing.

His gaze slowly moved down from her teary eyes, and he looked at her from top to bottom.

Song Wanyue tried to push him away, but her arm was grabbed first.

He hugged her to the sink and leaned up to kiss her, forcing her lips open, and he swallowed all the fluid that came out of her mouth.

Adam's apple swallowing undulation.

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At noon the next day, Xiaohuan chatted with Aunt Qin in the living room about last night.

She touched her arm with goosebumps in fear, and her tone was trembling with fear: "I got up at night to go to the toilet and heard a woman's cry. Isn't it really haunted? ”

Aunt Qin stretched out her hand and knocked on her forehead, and said strangely: "Where did the ghost come from, if you don't work hard every day, you know how to think crankily and don't." ”

Xiaohuan obviously didn't sleep well, the whole person was listless, and the dark circles under his eyes were very heavy. "Really, I really heard the cry last night," she was sure of. It came from the second floor, and the woman's cry, one after another, was particularly terrifying. ”

She was still a little scared when she thought about it, and the ups and downs of her crying were not the same as what she usually heard.

It's awkward, it's weird anyway.

Every morning there were fresh roses from the Netherlands, and Aunt Qin was busy pruning the branches, so that Xiaohuan would not talk nonsense: "Go and change the flowers in the vase, they will not be fresh later." ”

After Xiaohuan muttered a few sentences, he passed obediently.

As he walked, he looked to the second floor: "Why hasn't Madame gotten up today, isn't she frightened by the story I told yesterday?" ”

Aunt Qin glared at her: "I asked you not to talk about this topic, and I said it!" ”

Xiaohuan stuck out his tongue: "Okay, I won't say it." ”

She went over to sort out the bouquets in the vase, and there was finally some movement on the second floor.

Duan Baiting, who had already been dressed neatly, came down from upstairs, and his thin-rimmed glasses reduced the coldness and strength on his body.

It sets off a warm and gentle temperament.

He walked down the stairs, put on his cufflinks with one hand, and glanced at the kitchen.

Aunt Qin immediately put down the flower branch in her hand and got up: "There is soup in the kitchen, I'll serve you a bowl?" ”

"Not necessarily." The tone of the speech is light. After putting on the cufflinks, he put on the coat that was between his arms, "Wanyue hasn't woken up yet, you don't need to call her, just cook some porridge and warm it." ”

He should have slept well yesterday, and the continuous work still did not bring half of the fatigue, and the whole person looked refreshed.

Raised his hand and tightened his tie, took the car keys and prepared to go out, as if thinking of something, his footsteps paused again, "By the way, you put the wet towel in the refrigerator, and remember to let her put on her eyes when you wake up." She cried all night yesterday and her eyes should be swollen. ”

Aunt Qin was stunned: "Crying? Is something happening? ”

Duan Baiting didn't answer this question, only said: "I'll go first." ”

The tone is light.

After he left, Xiaohuan suddenly realized something: "Could it be that the woman I heard crying yesterday is Madame?" ”

Aunt Qin, who was experienced, would react to the reason for the cry, and coughed lightly, telling her not to think about it.

Xiaohuan didn't know why: "I didn't think about it, I really heard it." I cried very badly, as if I had been bullied by someone, and I was bullied very hard. It can't be that the gentleman will do it at night, right? ”

It did move, but it wasn't the hands that moved.

Aunt Qin interrupted her and urged, "Okay, go cook porridge!" ”

Xiaohuan reluctantly entered the kitchen.

She really heard it! Why don't you believe her?

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Song Wanyue had been lying on the bed all day, and she felt that her legs were still trembling. It hurt so much that I lost consciousness.

Brother Su personally called her to express his concern and told her to rest if she was not feeling well these days, and that she was not in a hurry about the affairs of the department.

Song Wanyue could only struggle to turn over.

The whole body seems to have been disassembled and reassembled, sluggish as if it had been borrowed.

She glanced at the time, five o'clock in the afternoon.

Don't you remember that she and Brother Su took leave?

"Leave?"

Brother Su said: "Your husband helped you to ask for it, saying that you are not feeling well. ”

Song Wanyue's eyes widened: "My husband? ”

"He called me from your phone." Brother Su expressed his understanding, "Today's young couples love to call themselves husbands and wives, don't worry, I won't make a big deal of it for you in the department." Okay, have a good rest for these two days, and keep the work for you. ”

After hanging up the phone, Song Wanyue rubbed her thighs.

It was more sore than when she ran on the treadmill for 10 hours straight.

Duan Baiting is really not human!

She buried her face in the pillow and began to cry.

After crying, I was a little unsatisfied.

Though...... But......

It's pretty ...... Comfortable ......

And Duan Baiting, who looks like that, seems to be even more handsome.

Usually always forbearance and restraint, etiquette and etiquette. At that time, it was like an unfettered bird of prey, obedient to the primitive instincts of human desire.

Every inch of muscle bursts with sexual tension.

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In the evening, she finally got out of bed.

Because the stomach is too hungry.

Xiaohuan was holding the tablet and watching dramas in the living room, while Aunt Qin continued to sit on the sofa and hook her sweater.

When she saw Song Wanyue who appeared next to the stairs, Aunt Qin's face was a little strange.

It was Xiaohuan, eager to prove that what she said was true, she hurriedly asked Song Wanyue: "Madam, you were crying last night, right?" ”