Rong Yan was hugged by him on his lap, and the kiss was smashed by a storm, his head was dizzy, and there was no room for resistance at all.

After a long time, Wen Jingchu's conscience found that he let go of her, and asked slowly in a dumb voice, "Changed the shower gel?" How different from what I smelled before. ”

His mouth asked, but his hand did not stop, and his long fingers hooked the straps on the bathrobe, wrapping around his fingers.

Rong Yan breathed steadily, and then answered his question, "Well, I went shopping with Zhao Nuan to buy it, and it smelled of peaches." ”

"Does it smell bad?"

"It smells good."

The peaches are very sweet, so I don't know if this shower gel is just as sweet when used on the body.

"Still dizzy?"

Rong Yan shook her head, she had already said it, and she didn't understand why he still asked, "It's been a long time since I was dizzy." ”

Wen Jingchu's dark eyes turned to look at her, his eyes were slightly dark, and the emotions revealed in his eyes were not concealed at all, direct and enthusiastic.

His voice was not hurried, and he asked calmly, "Wife, do you mind doing something legal together?" ”

"Huh?"

The man had already explained what he meant, and the large hand around her waist easily untied the thin belt.

The bathrobe slid down, and the pajamas he had been waiting for for finally showed its beauty.

The light gauze fabric is difficult to cover the woman's slender figure, and the willow waist and snow skin, like a waterfall, the long hair is scattered, and she wants to cover it and be ashamed.

Wen Jingchu's burning gaze swept straight from top to bottom.

The stormy kiss hit again, and Rong Yan panicked.

The window screen of the bedroom obscured the beautiful picture, and in the room with only a dim night light, two figures overlapped.

The hot breath of the man's ‖ brushed her ears, and an almost hoarse voice called her name.

All this was very similar to Rong Yan's dream, and for a moment she thought she was in a dream again, until the pain that pierced her heart invaded and pulled her back from fantasy to reality.

The difference is that she is not as bold as she dreamed, and her green jade fingers did not dare to depict the man's brow bones, nor did she dare to probe the strong and smooth abdominal muscles.

I only dared to open my mouth and bite him on the shoulder, so as not to let the sound of breaking in my mouth spill out of the corner of my mouth.

After a long time, Rong Yan was so tired that he collapsed, and he was sweating finely, and his hair was also wet with sweat.

Wen Jingchu stretched out his hand and snapped a light in the room, covering Rong Yan's eyes with one hand.

When she got used to the bright light, she found that the man's condition was not much better, and his short black hair was wet.

Rong Yan's eyes were about to close, and the dull voice of the man in his ear sounded, "I'll take you to the bath." ”

Wen Jingchu picked her up from the bed.

Rong Yan nodded weakly, she did have to take a bath, but she was too tired, so she could only ask Wen Jingchu to help her.

Her half-closed eyes opened suddenly, and she looked up at the man's face in disbelief, her delicate voice trembling, "Take a bath, take a bath, why did you bring this thing in?" ”

When he hugged her, the man actually brought the small box inside.

When Rong Yan came over, Wen Jingchu prepared a lot of some necessary supplies.

The bathroom door was closed, and Wen Jingchu replied with her lips hooked, "It's still early." ”

Morning fart!

It's past one o'clock in the morning.

It wasn't eleven o'clock when she got home and finished her shower.

This night, she was like a fish on a cutting board, slaughtered repeatedly by others, and had no power to fight back.

The bathroom door was closed, and small voices and whimpering began to emerge from the crack in the door.

Rong Yan tried to teach him some moderation with her professional knowledge of an obstetrician and gynecologist, trying to awaken his conscience, and complained intermittently for a long time, and finally found that it was useless.

If you said it nicely before, you will respect her wishes, and as soon as you get involved in it, you will throw the good words out of the clouds.

Dog man.

Blame her for being soft-hearted.

really responded to that sentence, and was soft-hearted to men, and it was himself who suffered in the end.

Rong Yan didn't want to talk to him, and finally collapsed in his arms and had to ask him to help.

Wen Jingchu knew that he was wrong, so he said good things softly, carefully helped her take a bath, put on clothes, and changed the quilt she was wearing with a new one, and then carried her back to bed.

"Is the backache sore? Do you want me to massage you? ”

Rong Yan pushed his hand away, her body was stained with the soft quilt and didn't want to move, she pulled the quilt to cover the collarbone, "I don't need you to massage." She pointed to the other side of the bed, "You sleep there, don't go beyond the middle line." ”

After saying that, Rong Yan closed his eyes, looked like he refused to communicate, his body was extremely tired, and he fell asleep after only a while.

Wen Jingchu touched his nose in a gray manner, although he was reluctant not to have Wen Xiang Nephrite in his arms, but he didn't dare to make her angry again.

helped her tuck the quilt, and then turned off the lights in the room, and Wen Jingchu lay down in his place.

He also wanted to restrain himself, but when he first opened the meat and tasted such an indescribable taste for the first time, he really couldn't control it.

Especially with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, her eyelashes were wet and crying and begging him, she couldn't help but bully.

……

Rong Yan slept until noon on the second day, and when he woke up, there was no one around, and the windows of the room could not let in the light, and they were blocked by heavy curtains.

"Hiss......"

Good sour.

Sore and painful.

Just moved his body, and the soreness under his body came over.

Rong Yan took the work phone on the bedside table, and the bright light on the screen pierced his eyes.

It's one o'clock.

No wonder you're so hungry.

If she hadn't been so hungry, she might have slept until tonight.

After lying down and replying to the work message, Rong Yan propped herself up and sat up, wearing the nightdress she usually wears.

The head is also confused, which may be a reaction after sleeping for too long.

Rong Yan's long hair was a little messy, and a few strands of hair stuck to her fair cheeks.

She raised her hand, her thin fingers curling through her long, messy hair.

Glancing at his personal phone, there was a bunch of new information.

Zhao Nuan and Ming Xi set up a new group.

Name: "Fairy Swarm"

The two pulled Rong Yan and Shen Qingran into the group, and Zhao Nuan specially @ her and Shen Qingran.

Zhao Nuan: [Welcome two little fairies to join this group, do we want the same note, can you do it like me?] 】

Fairy. Warm.

Mingxi replied that he could, and quickly changed his remarks, fairy. Hope.

Only Rong Yan and Shen Qingran did not reply for a long time.

After a long time, Zhao Nuan asked in the group, [Have you gotten up? 】

She replied to herself, [I didn't get up, I think the battle was fierce last night. 】

Shen Qingran replied at half past eleven, [shame.ipg]

Fairy. Nozomi: [Reconcile with your husband, okay?] @仙女. Correct. 】

Fairy. Ran: [Reconcile, happy.ipg]

The three of them chatted passionately in the group.

Fairy. Nuan: [Rong Yan hasn't gotten up yet, and the sun is drying his buttocks.] 】