Marriage is sultry: Quan Shao lures his wife into addiction

Chapter 1480 Husband's ability is naturally affirmative

His tone was bad, revealing a sense of dissatisfaction, especially the eyes that looked at her, straight and naked, beckoning his dissatisfaction and burning desire at the moment.

She really didn't mean that.

The reason for asking this is really just because of the matter between Rong Zheng and Huo Sui, and thinking of her parents.

However, he obviously misunderstood her meaning.

Perhaps to be more accurate, he deliberately misunderstood, isn't there only one purpose?

Play hooligans.

In this way, the hooligan played with confidence and confidence, and it was very reasonable.

She raised her hand and thumped him lightly on the chest, coquettishly, "Rong Si, don't go up the stick! I didn't mean that. I wanted to be a hooligan, but I still had to make excuses and return this The reason is based on me. Let me tell you, don't be too self-righteous!"

He still smiled like a blooming peach blossom, his sharp eyes narrowed into a slit, the arms around her began to feel restless, and the lips pressed against her neck became even more Kissed again and again, and then said somewhat vaguely, "Well, I am indeed making excuses for being a hooligan. But, baby, are you sure it was me climbing up the pole, not you? You don't seem to That pole! How can I climb it? But it doesn’t matter if you don’t have it, as long as I have it. I have the pole and you have the hole, and we can just hit the hole in one.”

The more he talked, the more colorful he became, and the more he talked, the more energetic he was, as if he wanted to put his pole in the hole now.

The whole body has started to feel hot and hot, and it is almost all pressed against her.

Even through the towel and her pajamas, she could feel the restless flagpole.

Mo Zitong faintly twitched his mouth twice, even his eyelids twitched twice, and rubbed his elbow against him again, "Don't be a hooligan again, I'm telling you something serious!"

"Well," he responded indifferently, "I'm just doing the most serious thing with you?"

The most serious thing?

Mo Zitong gave him a supercilious look. To him, besides this, are there other things that are serious?

there is none left!
His hands had already started aggressively attacking and encroaching, even lifting her pajamas up.

And she was naturally not much better under his strong capture.

He began to pant heavily, his chest began to rise and fall sharply, and his body naturally lay limply on his body.

"Baby, your body will always be more honest than your upper mouth." He looked at her with a sinister and naughty smile, and said unhurriedly.

She was flushed red by his words, but shy again and again.However, she did not forget her original intention and what she wanted to say.

Wrap your hands around his neck.

With the movement of her hands going up, it made it easier for him to take off his clothes.

In three or two strokes, she stripped off her pajamas, and then followed the trend.

When he was overwhelmed, he tore off the bath towel around his waist.

In less than five seconds, the two were facing each other frankly, without a trace.

"You... really can't be described by the word hate!" She scolded him coquettishly, and said with a face of shame, but she didn't push back or stop him.

"Well," he stared at her with a smile like a spring breeze, but nodded in harmony with her coquettishness, "whatever the baby says, everything my darling says is right."

She raised a satisfied and bright smile, looked at him with her eyes bent like crescent buds, wrapped her arms around his neck, and asked softly, "Brother Si, if one day I will be like my mother Like, being...well..."

Before she finished speaking, her lips were sealed.

His passionate and violent kisses swept her directly like ocean waves, without giving her any room to speak.She swallowed all the words she hadn't finished speaking into his belly.

He knew exactly what she wanted to say and what she wanted to express.

But he didn't want to give her the chance to speak.

He didn't let go of her lips until the kiss made her almost suffocate.

The fiery and warm eyes, like obsidian, and like the bright moonlight in the night sky, stared at her scorchingly, and said in a deep voice, "I will not let such a thing happen, so there is no if, and there is no if. You are mine, and only mine. Only I can enter your body, and only I can do this to you. Don't even think about anyone else! I can't let another man hurt you. Baby, Remember what I said, something like this will never happen!"

She bent her lips and smiled with relief and satisfaction. There was a faint mist in her eyes, but she stared at him like beads, and then nodded heavily, "Yes! Of course I believe what my husband said. Ability, I naturally believe it too. Husband, just pretend I didn't say anything. "

"What do you think you didn't say? Hmm!" He looked at her with a bad face, and his smile became even more evil and naughty, "You said it all, believe in my ability, how can you pretend you didn't say it? Be good, say it again .Trust me in what?"

She smiled like a blooming flower, delicate and gorgeous, and like fireworks blooming brilliantly, overflowing with light, she took the initiative to kiss him on the lips, whispering softly, "Believe in your ability!"

"What ability?" He deliberately pretended to be confused, but the smile in his eyes was as cunning as an old fox.

"All abilities, abilities in all aspects, the most important thing is the ability on the bed!" She was as beautiful as a flower, and stared at him like a dream.

"So good!" He kissed her on the lips like a reward, and his smile became even more wicked, "Now let you be satisfied with my ability!"

"Hehehehe!" Her smile was like a bell, clear and bright, but every movement, every smile, was like a smear of poison on his body, making him fall on her willingly, even if it was If you are poisoned to death, you will never get tired of your career, and you will be happy with it.

There are countless passions in the room, and the pleasant and intoxicating atmosphere envelops the two of them, making them intoxicated and enjoying it.

In the early morning, Mo Zitong woke up lazily, and looked at a pair of warm and warm familiar eyes.

"Yeah." She said coquettishly, and nestled into his arms, her cheeks gently rubbing against his chest.

"Don't move!" His deep voice sounded above her head, with a hint of restraint and forbearance.

"Hee hee!" She laughed happily, her beautiful eyes twinkled like a little fox, and she looked at him slyly, "What's the matter, you've just taken the bait?"

(End of this chapter)