Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

Chapter 879 Love Is the Superstition of the Right Time and Place 30

It is no longer a surging gallop, no longer a forceful and reckless impact, but a gentle, considerate, her-centered rhythm, and even fears that it will crush her.

Gentle and lingering, with endless pity and love, just like fingernails playing on the piano, the beautiful melody overflows from the fingertips, and the piano blooms in an instant...

For a long time, it seems to stop and continue, like the cool song "Mountain and Flowing Water" on a summer evening, melodious and melodious and intoxicating...

Finally, as the fingertip dropped the last note, everything returned to stillness, but in the quiet lounge, the ambiguous atmosphere could not dissipate for a long time, and the woman's panting and the man's panting were still slightly alternating .

Seeing her angrily staring and pushing him hard, he suddenly remembered, so he quickly turned over and lay down beside her, took her into his arms again, pressed his forehead against hers, and whispered softly: "I'm sorry, Wife, I really couldn't help it just now, although I also know that your situation now is...somewhat inappropriate..."

"What a can't help it?" Mu Ru snorted at his words, and continued to push his body with his hands: "Last night, you couldn't help it too, right?"

"Mu Ru," he called her in a low voice, pushed her forcefully to hold his hand in his own, and then said softly, "Didn't I tell you, I didn't touch her except you?" Another woman."

"Then you mean that the photo in the newspaper is fake?" Mu Ru's face quickly burst into ridicule, reminding her lightly: "The photo could be photoshopped?"

"That photo is not from PS," Dongfang Mo quickly explained to her: "The situation last night was like this..."

After listening to Dongfang Mo's explanation, Mu Ru was silent for a while, then pushed him away and stood up, and said while getting off the bed: "Even if Tang Lili came to kiss you on purpose, it also shows that you are a stinky piece of shit. , that’s why there are so many flies buzzing around you, but I’m not a fly, so I won’t be around you.”

Dongfang Mo couldn't help crying and laughing after hearing her comparison, he couldn't help reaching out and took her arm, pulled her into his arms again, pressed her head on his chest, kissed her forehead and said softly: "Mu Ru , Whether I am a flower or ugly shit, I only exist for you alone, if it is a flower, it will only emit fragrance for you alone, if it is smelly shit, it will only release the smell for you alone.”

Mu Ru was hugged too tightly by him. Seeing that he still didn't let go of her after finishing his sentence, she couldn't help but yelled, "Dongfang Mo, do you want me to go to the bathroom to clean it? Could it be that you still think that the floor on the bed is too dirty?" Not dirty enough?"

Only then did Dongfang Mo come to his senses, and then he bent down and hugged her horizontally: "Let's go take a bath together, mandarin duck bath, mandarin duck bath!"

Mu Ru was so angry that she beat him with her hand, who wants to take a mandarin duck bath with him?

Of course, no matter whether Mu Ru wants it or not, the mandarin duck bath is done. Dongfang Mo put her in the bathtub. Because it is not a two-person bathtub, so he can only lie on one person, so he took a towel to help her serve .

"You used to help me take a bath, now it's my turn to help you take a bath," he said with a smile while wiping her body with a towel, "Serving my wife is the most beautiful job..."

"Dinglingling..." The screaming cell phone rang from the bed in the bedroom, interrupting Dongfang Mo's unfinished words.

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