When she came out after washing, Jian Qing's walking posture was still somewhat unnatural. When she opened the wardrobe and touched the things placed inside, she was embarrassed in silence.

Who can tell her what this is?

The familiar colors and patterns.

Isn't it the sheet on the bed last night?

She suddenly looked back and found that the sheets on the bed had been changed, not the original set.

She remembered in a trance that after he washed her last night, it seemed that she had changed new sheets.

She stretched out her hand and pulled out the sheet. A touch of dried red plum was in full bloom, which looked very dazzling on the Silver Purple sheet.

This is folded into a piece of tofu and put it in the wardrobe. Shouldn't the man take this to collect it?

Thinking of this possibility, Jane was messy in the wind.

Just then, the culprit came back.

"Xiaojing, would you like to explain to me what you're going to do with this?" Jane closed the coat cabinet door, took the sheet and looked at him with a smile.

"Put it in memory." Quan Jingwu glanced at the sheet in her hand, naturally.

Jian Qing has a toothache, "..."

What this is and what it is.

Who will keep this as a souvenir?

"No, wash it quickly." she gnashed her teeth. 

If this should be known, wouldn't it be laughed at to death.

On this matter, master Jing said he would never give in.

He strode over, grabbed the sheet from her hand, threw it on the bed, and then picked her up.

"Go, eat."

"Don't change the subject with me." Jane Qing fluttered in his arms, but she couldn't lift herself.

"Darling, that's the most precious thing you gave me." Quan Jingwu stepped down and looked at the people in his arms with low eyes. The tenderness and honey between his eyes were enough to drown people.

She was slightly stunned. Then she reacted, her cheeks were slightly hot, and lowered her head to avoid his hot eyes.

"There are still my things on it. Would you like to take a look at it, darling?" after only three seconds, master Jing played a rogue and the battle value exploded.

Jian Qing's watery eyes showed some annoyance, and his fist greeted his chest impolitely, "go away!"

Shit.

Evil ruffian hooligan, that's him.

Successfully distracted her attention, Quan Jingwu took her to the first floor of the yacht, and the dishes were already set on the table.

"How do you eat with me?" Quan Jingwu sat down on the sofa, but jianarm still held her firmly.

Jane Qing sat on his lap, but her eyes adhered to the dishes on the table.

The crazy night consumed almost all her physical strength.

Her empty stomach grunted in an instant, and a magnetic low smile overflowed in her ears.

"Smile," she snorted, glancing at him.

If it weren't for him, could she?

She turned her eyes, raised her fingertips and pointed to the seafood porridge on the table, "xiaojingzi, hurry to bring the porridge to AI family."

Miss PI said she was very happy.

"What do you call me?" Quan Jingwu recalled her jaw, her purple eyes narrowed dangerously, with a star point danger signal.

Jian Qing provoked and smiled, "xiaojingzi, no..."

Before the word "OK" was said, it was immediately sealed by a man with a kiss.

A master told her by example that it really couldn't be called like this.

"Well --"

Jianqing reached out and pushed his chest. He was stunned. His hands were tightly shackled by him and couldn't move.

"Dare you?" he let her go, his forehead against her, and his low voice was bewitching and hoarse.

Jane Qing leaned limply against him and shook her head.

Special, this threatening tone, can she nod?

Seeing this, Quan Jingwu bent his lips with satisfaction and rubbed her cheek with his finger. "Good, call her husband!"

Jian Qing, "..."

What if you push an inch?

Just about to get angry, someone's voice sounded again.

"Darling, I think we should do some exercise in the morning, so as to promote digestion. What do you think?"

Threat, naked threat!

And promote digestion?

Why didn't he go to heaven?

“……”

Jane Qing noticed a change in someone's breath. She couldn't be more familiar with the burning breath. A flash of embarrassment flashed across the bottom of her eyes.

"No!"

"Huh?" the hand he held around her waist rubbed it dishonestly, and gave a light hum, with a slightly rising ending, which was quite provocative.

Jian Qing can't help but feel sick at the bottom of her heart. She is a big hooligan and a smelly coyote.

When she regained her strength, she had to let him know why the flowers were so red.

"... husband!"

The weak voice sounded, almost inaudible, but it suddenly stabbed Quan Jingwu's heart.

His thin red lips fluttered gently, and his low laughter overflowed from his chest. Jane Qing grabbed his collar viciously.

Pull it and twist it again.

With a sudden force, the loose Nightgown was accidentally pulled off, revealing a large and strong chest.

"Dear treasure, you are so beautiful!" he looked at her with a funny smile in his mouth.

Jane Qing coughed a few times and hurriedly pulled up his collar.

"Hand sliding!"

He lost his dumb smile, kissed her on the eyebrows and eyes, and stopped teasing her.

If he annoys his daughter-in-law, he will suffer.

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