Chief husband, strong love!

Zhuang Su had nothing to do with the night Lord's age and bad water.

She knew him so well that she could see what was going on in his mind at a glance.

Pure envy does not exist for him.

Even if ye Shengting has a baby daughter, he feels itchy, and there is no way for ordinary people. She also knows that he will try to dazzle his three babies, whether boys or girls.

Yexiaojiu cried to himself today. Yejue asked him to respect his uncle and aunt in the future.

Let Zhuang Zi listen to a little bit unable to make complaints about it.

In fact, she thought about it herself. In the future, when the baby grows up a little, it will make people cry. The night Lord pointed to yeshengting and asked them to call brother, which is probably a magical picture.

"Do I?" The night Lord, with thin lips and evil spirits, took a seat next to her, took the man, held him, bowed his head and kissed him. His voice was lowered, especially hoarse and mellow, "I just can't bear to see him being more serious than anyone. He shows his love but is not afraid of choking. It seems that he has a daughter-in-law all over the world. Isn't it worth sneering at? Don't you look at how old he is, as childish as just falling in love."

Zhuang Su glanced at his arms and irregular hands. His face was close to himself, kissing and gnawing. He asked seriously, "what are you doing?"

He smiled low, raised her face, sucked her attractive lips, and said, "of course, it's the fun of the old husband and wife."

Zhuang Su: "

"Although I don't know what makes you think that the old husband and wife are sleeping separately, Su Su, after the baby is born, your world outlook should be refreshed. It's not that the old husband and wife have no strength."

*

Late at night.

There was only a faint light from the corner lamp in the room, and there was only the sound of breathing.

Su Yan opened his eyes and looked at the gray ceiling.

I don't know how long this night has passed.

She hasn't been able to close her eyes until now.

Even a few hours ago, the extreme fatigue after intense love didn't make her sleep.

On the contrary, the closer the body is to the limit, the more sober the brain is.

She put her arms on her sides and sat up on her aching body.

The sheets slid down from her beautiful body covered with countless ambiguous marks.

Su Yan stood up, picked up the clothes scattered nearby, put them on, and put on a long pajama.

Usually sharp men are still sleeping in bed.

Handsome and perfect side face, eyes closed and breathing evenly.

Su Yan stood by the bed and looked. It was really enough to confuse thousands of women's faces and couldn't pick out any defects.

No wonder she remembered him at first sight.

In her early twenties, she is not a little girl who has never seen the world.

She knows all the people of the third class, and she never takes status as the standard to make friends.

Even in my bones, I hate those well-dressed and pretentious rich CHILDES.

I've really seen the disgusting side of these hypocrites.

In her opinion, the so-called noble aura is hypocritical to the root of a layer of skin.

I don't know how many of the rich and powerful CHILDES who are sought after by others are different in private.

But when she saw Mu Beishen, she was really amazed.

But the funny thing is that the style she despised most was applied to him to the extreme, and she didn't dislike it.