Beauty is always a trouble maker

Lao Zhan is very considerate. After Shen Yue came home with his daughter on his back last night, he didn't rush to ask anything.

For example, how did he come, where did ye Linkong go, and so on.

Shen Yue didn't plan to talk to him tonight. Anyway, he was at the scene when he heard the Yan dance.

The only thing he wasn't sure about was whether he saw a blood sucking bat when he heard the swallow dance.

It's too late at night. Lao Zhan is a dying patient. It's not too late to say anything tomorrow.

After a comfortable hot bath, Shen Yue went straight to bed.

Wen Yanwu was very considerate. Knowing that he smoked, he put a box of cigarettes and a bottle of wine on the bedside table.

Shen Yue didn't like drinking too much, but he became accustomed to smoking a cigarette before going to bed.

He felt that when he thought about things with his cigarette in his mouth, his mind was especially clear.

I was a little sleepy. After yawning, I turned off the light, pulled the blanket, and soon fell asleep.

Shen Yue opened his eyes when the clock rang at half past two in the morning.

The door was quietly pushed open, a shadow came in, and slowly closed the door.

When the door was pushed open, Shen Yue thought that Zhan Xiaobai had come to recommend her pillow. After all, it was her favorite game.

However, when he smelled the familiar body fragrance, he knew it was not Zhan Xiaobai.

After smelling fragrant, black shadow came to the bed and reached out to lift the blanket. She reached in with a soft, boneless hand, and walked down Shen Yue's chin all the way. Five fingers seemed to be playing the piano. At last, she stopped at her most desired part. As soon as she wanted a hand, she grabbed her wrist first.

"Little villain, I didn't expect aunt Wu to reward you?"

Hearing the swallow dance, he chuckled and twisted his waist like a boa constrictor. When his slender leg was around his waist, he opened his mouth and bit his ear. He breathed out Ruolan: "aunt Wu ruined your good thing last night. Now I'll make it up to you."

Last night at Yingxiu lake, when Zhan Xiaobai decided to give Shen Yue his innocent body, a flash of lightning exposed the existence of Wen Yan dance.

Although the two sides are a little far away, Wen Yanwu thinks that she is hiding well enough. The couple whose hormones are rising sharply can't find her. She can watch the play in the dark.

It's not that the woman who hears the swallow dance can't understand her mood at that time.

Envy, envy, hate.

This group of rotten words used by netizens can vividly explain the feeling of smelling Yan dance at that time.

How she hopes that she is Zhan Xiaobai and her beloved man, taking the earth as her bed and the sky as her quilt, galloping in the drizzle by Yingxiu lake.

Unfortunately, she is not.

At most, she can only hold a tree, scratch the bark with her long nails, bite her lips, and hum in a low voice with the rustle of the rain on the leaves when the couple are dying.

But with her dirty mind, she is ready to believe that many teenagers have experienced the Oriental movies.

At that time, aunt dancer was just like that.

But without waiting for her to enter the state, she found that the couple stopped moving, and Zhan Xiaobai looked back to her hiding place.

At the moment when Zhan Xiaobai looks back, aunt Wu hears her heart, and her whole body's blood suddenly surges up. A red face almost drips blood.

She was found.

The light was so dark, the distance was so far, and it was raining again. The little villain found her.

After being found, Wen Yanwu has no face to stay there any more. She turns around in a hurry and runs away with the fastest speed.

In her eagerness, she no longer hid her figure. The grass was rattling, just like a wild boar who was scared to run away. She fell down several times and almost lost her shoes.

Until she was about to run to the door, she hugged a tree, closed her eyes and gasped, her heart was still beating violently.

It took a full five minutes to adjust to the state after smelling the swallow dance. With the water on the lawn, I wiped the mud on my clothes and went home.

When Shen Yue and his wife came back, they heard that Yanwu had completely recovered her peace. Like all the mothers in law who were in love with her son-in-law, they helped Shen Yue make a good bed and put cigarettes and wine on the head of the bed before returning to the room to have a rest.

She wants to have a good sleep, and then carefully consider what Lao Zhan said to her.

However, there seems to be a caterpillar in her heart, constantly crawling, which makes her itch. She tosses and turns on the bed like a pancake. Before her eyes, there is always a picture of Xiaobai pushing Shen Yue backwards.

In this state, how can aunt Wu sleep?

I don't know how long later, she suddenly sat up, and the voice of Lao Zhan echoed in her ears: "if he doesn't show up tonight, then he doesn't deserve Xiaobai, and he doesn't deserve to take care of you all his life."

"Yes, the former Wen Yan dance has died, and went to Jiuquan with her husband. Now the smell of Yan dance, just withered wood, should pursue their own happiness. You are still young, and your skin is as elastic as a girl. You have nothing to do with the father and daughter of the exhibition family. You have the right to pursue the man you love. If you're lucky, you can have another child. "

In the dark, I heard the swallow dance sitting on the bed, looking straight at the door, murmuring to myself.

When it comes to "children", some kind of flame that she tried to suppress, just like being poured with a basin of gasoline, soared into the air.

Never had a strong desire, let her just want to rush to the yard, standing in the rain, hands facing the sky, laughing: "ha, ha ha. You are just a widow now. Do you understand me? Widows and wives are women who have lost their husbands. As early as 15 years ago, he left you heartlessly and went alone, leaving you alone in the world, suffering from unimaginable suffering. You've given too much, too much. Since you can't die, you should cheer up and live like a normal woman. Don't care, no one's opinion! "

And so-called normal women?

Normal women, is to have love.

There can be no man who loves her, but she must have a man who loves her.

No one stipulated that after she fell hopelessly in love with the little villain, he had to love her with all his heart like her.

True love is always one-sided.

Money.

No one doesn't love money, but does money love you?

The world is not still in love with money, love of life and death, do not hesitate to take risks, even with the life of Qing Qing.

Hearing Yan dance is like a martial arts expert. At this moment, Ren Du's two veins are suddenly connected.

She no longer hesitated.

I dare not hesitate.

She was afraid that even if she hesitated for a second, she would finally summon up the courage to "live for herself" and let it go.

She jumped down from the bed, in the dark with almost rough action, tore open the pajamas, let the perfect body, rose like bloom in the night, quickly walked to the wardrobe.

At the bottom of the wardrobe, there is a black gossamer Pajama, which is specially for couples to enjoy their boudoir.

There's a zipper.

I bought this Pajama a few days ago.

She can't guarantee that one day she will have a chance to wear it. They have done it twice. The little villains bullied her in a very direct way, without any gentle omen.

But what if there's a chance?

With this idea in mind, Wen Yanwu secretly bought this Pajama, and almost every night at night, she would put it on, walk around in front of the mirror, and make her blush.

The hours before dawn may be the opportunity.

There are many thunderbolts tonight. After the power failure in the villa area of sunshine Lingxiu City, it is always in the dark.

Nothing to see, smell Yan dance but can use skilled action, put on this light yarn pajamas, and then quietly opened the door.

It's still raining.

Occasionally there will be lightning, which suddenly appears in the far sky, but the thunder is covered by distance and rain.

The living room was dark, as if there was a mysterious and terrible monster squatting there, quietly watching and smelling the swallow dance, opening her big mouth, waiting for her to go down.

That monster does exist.

But not in the living room, but in the heart of the swallow dance.

She knows very well that once she goes down the stairs, she will never turn back. There is no impermeable wall in the world. Sooner or later, Zhan Xiaobai will discover her relationship with Shen Yue.

What's Zhan Xiaobai's reaction when he finds out that they've let it go?

Will you believe that after Wen Yanwu came to the exhibition house, nothing happened with her father. They didn't even have a marriage certificate. They just lived together?

can't.

Definitely not.

But so what?

Wen Yanwu can't just pinch the buds of dead wood for the sake of Zhan Xiaobai, who has nothing to do with her?

"Xiaobai, I will never flinch."

In the dark, I heard Yan Wu clench her fist hard, and then I said something low. Without hesitation, I tiptoed down the stairs like a cat.

Every step, her heart will jump, as if in warning, remind her to hurry back to the room, otherwise there will be bad things happen.

Since Wen Yanwu has come down, there is no reason to look back.

When

The floor clock in the corner of the wall made a dull sound of 2:30, which scared her to almost scream, and her heart jumped out of her mouth.

Is this the last warning for me before something bad happens?

Ha, ha.

Raised hand patted next crisp chest, smell the swallow dance silent sneer, quietly pushed open the door of the guest room.

After entering the house, I can smell the familiar tobacco smell when I smell the swallow dance.

This kind of smell mixed with smelly socks of little bastards is like the most effective tranquilizer in the world, which makes the heart uneasy when smelling swallow dance recover calm. With a charming smile, he walks to the bed.

She knew that the little villain might have fallen asleep before she came.

Now he must be awake, after she quietly pushed the door in.

As she expected, he grabbed her hand as she lifted the blanket and skillfully searched for something with her right hand.

This little villain wants to die, but every time he will show his righteous face to refuse a man. It's all this virtue. He likes women's shameless begging.

What a nuisance.

The smell of Yan dance satisfied him.

She said that she came here now because she felt guilty for breaking the good deeds of him and Zhan Xiaobai, which was to compensate him.

When a man does something bad, he has to find an excuse. When a woman decides to be shameless, she has to find an excuse?

Even if that's a pretty lame reason.

As long as there is.

After giving the reason, Wen Yanwu nibbled his ear again, stretched out his fragrant tongue and went down his cheek.

Like a greasy snake, she washed away her right hand playing the piano and stroked her way.

She smelled the special breath, intoxicated, looked up and opened her mouth.

Wen Yanwu has not only practiced evil Kung Fu in the years of following his wife, but also made great achievements in this field.

They've had it twice.

But on those two occasions, Shen Yue was rude and simply didn't give her a chance to show her Kung Fu.

Now, she wants him to taste what the real technology is.

She took a deep breath. Just as she was about to bow her head, she heard Shen Yue say softly, "can you go?"