Marriage is sultry: Quan Shao lures his wife into addiction

Chapter 592 For Rong Yi's sake, I'll let you go first
Yang Lihe waved his hands again, is this man crazy? Proving his ability is not like this, is it?Should it be used in water to prove his ability to last?
However, it seems that Mo Junbo is enjoying the proof of his ability at this moment.

In the huge bathtub, the water slowly trickled out along the wall, and a large area was wet on the ground.In the water, two people are playing, like two fish, entangled and entangled with each other.The surface of the water is sparkling with sparkling light, and under the reflection of the light, it is even more shining, like a crystal diamond.

This night, Yang Lihe paid a heavy price for his unintentional mistake, and his waist could hardly straighten up.When walking, he still bowed his waist slightly, and his legs were still trembling faintly.

How did she know that the "sin" she suffered tonight was all because of a word from that old fox Rong Si.

So, Yan Zitong still knew his man very well.

When the corner of his lips curled up into a smile like that, someone was about to suffer.However, she did not expect that the "innocent" Yang Lihe would suffer.

If she had known, she wouldn't have discussed with Yang Lihe on the phone that the little bean sprouts had sprouted!

……

"Ok!"

Yan Zitong stretched her limbs, opened her eyes and woke up, and what caught her eyelids was a magnified handsome face.

"Good morning, husband!" She raised a warm smile and greeted him tenderly.

Now that Yan Zitong called out the word "husband", it became more and more fluent and handy.

"Morning, my darling." Rong Si raised a satisfied smile, lowered his head and pecked her on the lips, then turned his head, propped his head with his right hand and looked at her tenderly.

She grinned, leaned into his arms, and then rubbed against his chest.

"Early in the morning, are you inviting me? Mrs. Rong!" His melodious cello-like voice sounded, with a touch of playfulness and flirtation.

She raised her eyes slightly, looking at him with eyes as clear as a spring of water, raised a sweet smile, and said with a charming face, "Master Rong, do you still need an invitation? No invitation, you They are all posted with a magnet-like self!"

He turned over and grabbed her under him, "Is that so?"

After a night of passion, both of them were open and honest with each other.Therefore, this moment is naturally convenient for Rong Si, just turning over and eating a mouthful of tofu.

She raised her hand and hammered him on the shoulder, coquettishly, "Stop making trouble, I have no strength!"

"Didn't you say you wanted me to double? I'm satisfying you, my Mrs. Rong!" He smiled triumphantly and wickedly, and his sharp eyes were full of treachery.

Yan Zitong gave him a supercilious look, obviously because he didn't know what to do, and he had to find such a high-sounding reason for his "shameless" behavior.An old fox is an old fox, he can excuse himself at any time, and completely shirk his own responsibilities.

Reaching out and pushing his chest, she looked at him pitifully, "I'm hungry."

He hooked his lips into a smile, as if he understood.

Yan Zitong immediately regretted saying these three words. Just by looking at his expression, he knew that his mind was full of brain fragments again, and he must have lost his mind again.

Uh, no!

For this man, that kind of thinking is the right way to open up.If he doesn't think so, then it's called wrong thinking.

Sure enough, Yan Zitong only had this thought in his mind when he heard him say unhurriedly, "I know you're hungry, so I'll feed you now."

"Grumble!"

Yan Zitong's stomach rumbled just right, interrupting his next bad idea.

She opened a pair of watery eyes, looked at him innocently and purely, with a helpless smile on her lips, and said slowly, "What should I do? My stomach is protesting, dear husband."

Rong Si raised his eyebrows and smiled, and scratched the tip of her nose with his fingers, "It seems that Rong Yi is sprouting."

"Huh?" Yan Zitong looked at him puzzled, what does this have to do with Rong Yi?

He smiled very mysteriously, without explaining, just turned over and fell down.

He turned over and let her be free in an instant.

Turning sideways, he carefully looked at his back.

If the model is still in good shape, she simply cannot move her eyes away.

Holding a pillow in her hand, she just looked at him without blinking, with a satisfied smile on her lips.

God has really treated him so kindly, whether it is front and back, left and right, or up and down, there are 360 ​​degrees without dead ends.

She just looked at him with such a nympho.

He stood in front of the closet, took out his clothes, and dressed them one by one in a slow and elegant manner.

"Are you satisfied?" He didn't turn around, but buttoned his shirt, as if he had eyes on his back, as if he could see her peeking at him, a deep and hoarse voice sounded.

Yan Zitong nodded, and admitted without any shyness, "Of course, I'm very satisfied."

He turned around, buttoned his shirt, bent over, put his hands on her sides, stared at her with deep eyes, and said slowly, "For Rong Yi's sake, I'll let you go first."

She grinned and looked at him with curved eyes, "Dear Young Master Rong, are you so sure?"

He looked at her silently and steadily, and whispered slowly, "Are you questioning me?"

She quickly shook her head, "No, no! I have always believed in you, and I will never and dare not question you."

She wouldn't foolishly admit that if this was the case, she would be the one to suffer.

He will definitely prove his ability and strength to her by changing tricks and methods.

Therefore, don't offend men, especially men who are narrow-minded and hold grudges.His mind is smaller than the eye of a needle, and any small matter is a big thing in his eyes.

He smiled contentedly, and pinched the corner of her lips lightly, "Get up."

"Oh!" She responded with a smile, flashing her beautiful eyes at him twice.

Rong Si turned and went into the bathroom, Yan Zitong continued to lie on the bed until he finished washing and came out, she still had no intention of getting up, and continued to look at him with a crooked smile.

He gave her a spoiled look, "I'm going to prepare breakfast."

Make an OK gesture towards him, "Husband, I want to eat eggs..." Then I realized something, and immediately changed my words, "Poached eggs, both sides are yellow, the yolk should be tender, not old."

He straightened up just now, and suddenly bent down again, with an intriguing evil smile, looking down at her, "Two?"

For a moment, she didn't understand the meaning of his words, nodded, and said with a smile, "That's enough, two are enough."

(End of this chapter)