Forcibly spoiled wife: rogue husband is addicted to love

Zhang Hao was thinking about the lips of the little girl Song Ziting with his eyes blindfolded, and the only remaining consciousness told himself that this should not be done. He struggled a few times, but he couldn't move his body away.Zhang Hao was struggling, but Song Ziting suddenly grabbed the collar of his shirt, and then saw Song Ziting touching his chest with a pair of small hands, and began to unbutton himself.

Zhang Hao swallowed, only to feel that the chest touched by Song Ziting's small hands was as hot as fire, and the cells all over his body began to be out of his control.When she came back to her senses, Song Ziting had already stripped her upper body. At this time, Song Ziting had already touched her belt and started to unbutton her pants.Zhang Hao froze all over at first, thinking that he would die again, but he didn't expect that instead of dying, he became more and more looking forward to it.Zhang Hao couldn't help grinning when he thought of Song Ziting tearing off his pants when he was a child and calling hooligans in a childish voice.When Zhang Hao regained his focus again, Song Ziting had already put his arms around his neck in a daze. Zhang Hao had never seen Song Ziting like this before. At this time, she was enthusiastic, even a little docile, and full of temptation. Finally, Zhang Hao's mind went blank and he couldn't help it any longer. He cursed in a low voice: "Little man, you asked for it this time!"

Then he no longer suppressed his emotions, bullied his body to suppress it, and changed from passive to active. It wasn't until Song Ziting was completely naked by himself, panting repeatedly under his body, that the burning heat in Zhang Hao's body was released freely.Because of the drunkenness, the two of them were insanely crazy that night. Song Ziting was not the master of the little bird in his bones, so Zhang Hao's back did not know what it looked like when he was caught by Song Ziting. Feeling the slightest pain, but at this time Zhang Hao actually felt that this was an incomparable enjoyment, so he couldn't stop it.At the same time, Song Ziting didn't get any better, because of Zhang Hao's madness, Song Ziting, who had never experienced human affairs, had long since softened her legs, and her whole body was covered with red marks. Finally, she lay on the bed and began to moan.Finally, Zhang Hao couldn't bear it, and stretched out his arms to wrap Song Ziting in his arms.In the end, Zhang Hao only remembered the bright red blood stain on the bed sheet, hugging Song Ziting, who was as soft as a pool of water, and fell asleep with the corners of his mouth grinning.But Song Ziting thought it was a sweet dream. In the dream, she curled up in the arms of the handsome guy and slept soundly, but in the dream, she always felt that the handsome guy looked very much like that stinky hooligan, and her whole body seemed to be run over by a car. It's like a soreness.

When the sunlight came into the room, Song Ziting pursed her mouth, slowly opened her eyes, and stretched out her hands to cover the sunlight through the curtains. Only then did she feel like her whole body was falling apart, and her head hurt like it was about to split open.The arm covering her eyes was so sore, Song Ziting subconsciously looked at her arm, only to realize that her arm was covered in bruises as if someone had beaten her, and looking at her chest was even more horrible.Song Ziting didn't care that her brain was still lacking oxygen, and suddenly sat up from the bed.This sitting is probably the most regrettable thing in Song Ziting's life, because she didn't realize that the quilt on her body was pressed firmly by a naked/topless body next to her, and she naturally became naked when she sat up exhibitionist.Suddenly, the body exposed to the air felt the cold air, Song Ziting realized something was wrong, her brain was running rapidly, and then she turned her head suddenly and saw that the person lying next to her was none other than Zhang Hao, and at this time Zhang Hao had also woken up, and was still staring at him with his peach blossom eyes.

"Ah!" Song Ziting screamed, quickly retreated to the bed, grabbed the quilt, and wrapped herself tightly.Then he turned his head and looked at Zhang Hao, who seemed to have not recovered: "You rascal? Why are you here?!"

Zhang Hao was robbed of the quilt by Song Ziting, and his whole body was exposed to the air, only then did he realize what state he was in at this time. It turned out that his eyes were not dazzled just now, and the white body he saw was not someone else, it was at this moment The little girl who yelled at herself. "I...how am I here?" Zhang Hao touched his head.

"You rascal, you, you don't even have clothes on, and you're leaving!" Song Ziting was furious, stretched out a leg from under the quilt, and kicked Zhang Hao, who was still dazed, to the ground.

Zhang Hao had been in a state of not being able to react, so Song Ziting kicked him and fell to the ground unsuspectingly, and there was a muffled plop.Zhang Hao's buttocks were in pain from the fall, and he was now awake. The scene of last night flashed through his mind quickly. It was obviously this little girl who came to drag his clothes, but now he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone!When I got up, I wanted to argue with Song Ziting.But when he stood up, Song Ziting was so scared that he was naked and yelled, "Zhang Hao, you are a hooligan, you have been a gangster since you were a child!"

When Zhang Hao heard this, he became even more angry, why did he become a hooligan?Remembering that Song Ziting didn't look like this last night, she grabbed the quilt and wanted to reason, but at this moment there was a knock on the door, followed by the voice of Song Ziting's brother Song Zikun: "Tingting, get up Is it? What happened to make such a big noise? I came in..." Then I heard the sound of the doorknob turning.

As soon as Zhang Hao heard the movement, he didn't care too much. He stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt and got on the bed. Song Ziting, who was huddled under the quilt, immediately became nervous when she heard her brother's voice outside the door, and her little head jumped out of the quilt. When he got out, he was facing Zhang Hao's handsome face. Thinking that he and Zhang Hao were huddled under the quilt without wearing anything, his little face immediately turned red up to the ears, and he was at a loss for what to do.

Zhang Hao was stunned when he accidentally touched Song Ziting's hot body, but when he heard footsteps at the door, he didn't care about anything else, and quickly covered them both with a quilt, and subconsciously threw his arms around Song Ziting to block behind him. At this time, he himself didn't realize how ambiguous it was for him to do so.

"Tingting, mom and dad are here too. Did you report to them that I'm back?" Song Zikun didn't know what was going on in the room at all. Hearing the movement in Song Ziting's room, he rushed over, but he didn't expect that the first thing he saw when he rushed to the door of the bedroom was not Song Ziting with sleepy eyes and fluffy eyes, but Zhang Hao leaning on the bed with his shoulders half exposed, so he opened his mouth for a long time Did not respond: "Haozi, you... why are you here?"

"Kunzi, I...I" Zhang Hao scratched his head and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.He felt that this might be the most embarrassing thing in his life. For the first time, he couldn't speak to the best friend he grew up with, but Zhang Hao was wrong, and the more embarrassing time was still behind.A sound of "Tingting" came from the door, which completely short-circuited Zhang Hao's already overwhelmed brain. The people who came at the door were none other than Song Ziting's father and mother.This is really miserable.

Zhang Hao narrowed his peachy eyes, stretched out his hand and tugged at Song Ziting who was hidden behind him, and then muttered quietly: "Mother, your old man and old lady are all here..."

Song Ziting also heard the voice, and this time she really couldn't hide it, so she shrank her head under the quilt, and shouted to the three people standing dumbfounded at the door of the bedroom: "Go out, we have to get dressed !" As a result, the voice was really good, and the three of them retreated in unison, but the result after that can be imagined.Mr. Song had a dark face and pulled Song's mother to sit on the sofa, and Song Zikun's face was not much better. When Song Ziting and Zhang Hao came out of the bedroom fully dressed, it was like entering an ice cellar.

Zhang Hao lowered his head and called out softly to Mr. Song: "Uncle" but before he opened his mouth to speak, he was slapped solidly. Song Ziting, who was standing next to him, was so frightened that he had never heard of it since he was a child. I have seen Zhang Hao being beaten like this, not to mention that it was my father who beat him. Looking at Zhang Hao's red and swollen face, he couldn't care who was right and who was wrong in this matter, and he couldn't care that he always regarded Zhang Hao as an enemy. , So he pulled Zhang Hao with his messy hair and slipped out of the villa on the mountain.