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

The rice cooked by Dongfang Mo is far from the boiled choy sum he cooks. It is not at the same level at all. It is not just dry porridge, but also has a slightly bitter taste.

Fortunately, Mu Ru was very face-saving, not only ate it without being picky, but also ate two big bowls, which made Dongfang Mo feel a little embarrassed.

After lunch, of course, the hard work like washing the dishes was Dongfang Mo's. While Dongfang Mo was washing the dishes, Mu Ru was making trouble behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist, drawing circles on his chest every now and then. .

Dongfang Mo's lower abdomen tensed almost the moment her body was pressed against her, and the woman who had always been cold and cold turned into a little witch at this time, knowing that he was washing the dishes, but she came to make trouble on purpose, do you want him? Alive?

Of course not, the mischievous woman's hand slowly slipped down from his chest in circles, until his lower abdomen, at the place of his navel, vortexed through the fabric, making him anxious.

Finally, the bowl in his hand could no longer be washed, so he threw it into the pot with a bang, turned around, hugged the woman who was playing a prank vigorously, and then quickly walked upstairs.

"Hey, there's nothing on that bed." Mu Ru couldn't help but struggled in his arms and shouted to remind him. She regretted that she shouldn't play tricks on him and provoke him. She was actually afraid that he would turn into a wolf.

Dongfang Mo turned around immediately, and quickly walked out the door. Before Mu Ru could react, he had already pushed the car door through his trouser pocket. She couldn't help but hush in her heart, that's okay.

It is indeed possible, Dongfang Mo quickly opened the car door and put her directly in the back seat, and he followed up, touched a certain place in the back seat with his hand, the back of the seat was immediately lowered, and it turned into a Got a bed.

"Hey, Dongfang Mo, you can't," she used her hands to stop the man who was reaching out to pull her clothes, and couldn't help begging for mercy: "Dongfang Mo, you said you would never play with me again...... The car shook..."

"This time, I won't let the car... Ahem, it's shaking." He said brazenly, but while he was speaking, his hand penetrated into her skirt, and then fumbled for her boxers.

Mu Ru shrank back involuntarily, but the space in the car is so big, where can she shrink back?Isn't it finally lying on the bed that this chair becomes?

He leaned sideways beside her, the movements of his hands didn't stop, but his thin lips were already close to her ears, whispering to her: "Mu Ru... Wife... I really miss you....um...do you...want me....."

Her originally resisting heart relaxed in an instant, her back was pressed against by a mass of hot firmness, and her body had undergone earth-shaking changes when he whispered in a low voice...

She was silent and didn't make a sound, his hand exerted a little force, turning her body over, Mu Ru had to face him, and wanted to turn her face away from him, but his big palm clasped the back of her head , making it impossible for her to escape.

His thin lips, just like that, slowly pressed against her slightly dry pink lips, at first it was only shallow, as if he was just feeling the tenderness and softness of her lips, the rough tongue was fine and dense She licked and moistened the dryness of her lips, and then gradually pried open her pearl shell with force, and the slightly rough tongue began to gradually penetrate into the hinterland of her mouth...