Naturally, she sat on his lap. Now, her movements are becoming more and more skillful, "one hundred infidelities are not allowed. This is my bottom line. "

Chu Huaijin's arm around her waist, one hand on the head, lazy and loose appearance.

Not talking?

Isn't it anger?

It is said that men, whether they love them or not, are possessive of their own things.

It's especially about women. After all, no one likes to be wearing a green hat.

How proud is Master Chu?

Where can I have a woman with other men in her heart.

Bright and moving eyes dribble around, Yan Yi people flatter and say: "besides, good horses don't eat grass back, there is a husband you are such an excellent man, how can I see other crooked melon split dates?"

Crooked melon split dates?

Chu Huaijin nodded. This idiom is well described.

There is culture, connotation and inside information!

It's worthy of his wife.

"You know what you are." Ao Jiao constantly left a sentence, Master Chu put her down and went back to bed.

The Yanyi people who were moved to the sofa and sat on the couch were left with silly eyes.

This is Are you still angry or not?

Manly heart, sea needle!

Yanyi people looked at their ankles, lying on the back of the sofa, and called out: "husband, people's feet hurt so much that they can't walk past."

"Speak!"

You still care for her?

Then there's a play!

Yanyi people smile: "husband, my feet hurt, you hug me to go."

The man, with a beautiful and loveless face, came to her, clubbing proudly, and did not intend to hold her.

Out of the window a thunderclap rang across the sky.

Yanyi jumped into his arms and said, "honey, hurry up, I'm afraid!"

"I wasn't afraid to call just now?"

On a thunderstorm day, silly x Xi opens the French window to make a phone call, worried that Lei Gong can't see her, can't split her?

"I, didn't I do that to create my miserable effect?"

Like the Yanyi octopus, he used both hands and feet, and died on him. Maybe he was really scared. His mouth kept chattering: "you see, in the middle of the night, in thunderstorm, I am a weak woman, crying to get through his phone. Isn't that bad? Do you dare to say that this is not tragic? "

Lying on the bed, she was still talking about it.

Chu Huaijin is tired of hearing this. She covers her mouth with her hands. When she is not sure, she orders: "shut up, sleep!"

Yanyi blinks. OK. OK. Go to sleep. Go to sleep. Go to sleep now.

You open my mouth first.

It's not good to breathe

Ten minutes later, Chu Huaijin's fingers were pulled, and Yan Yi's voice was low: "young master, are you asleep?"

Chu Huaijin took back her finger. "Asleep!"

Yan Yi people smiled, a light voice, very happy, "young master, I can't sleep."

"It's none of my business."

"That young master, can I ask you a question?"

"No."

"Why not? You're not asleep anyway?"

"No, it can't. There's no reason! Don't ask! "

"Oh."

Originally thought, Yan Yi people will be beaten to sleep, but unfortunately, Chu Huaijin underestimated her persistence.

Ten minutes later, the palm is picked up and covered with a warm soft cotton, without any barrier to contact.

An untimely sound of swallowing and spitting.

Yan Yiren laughs again. Master Chu has broken his skill!

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