Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

The bridge across the river can enjoy the scenery intoxicated by the night. The river is full of pearls, the river bank is full of colorful lights, and Jiang Zhao's car drives very slowly. "Go to the movies?"

"What good movies are there?"

"I don't know. Look at what you have." Jiang Zhao was in a good mood. Looking at Ye Er, he could see the arc of his lips. It was natural, gorgeous, relaxed and relieved.

"Go home. I want to go to bed early. The dance room has just opened. There are a lot of things every day. I want to go early tomorrow."

"Line ~"

After talking about going home and goals, Jiang Zhao's car still drives very slowly, seemingly deliberately. He still wants to say something, but he doesn't seem to be able to do so.

Ye Er was a little impatient. "Jiang Zhao, you drive so slowly. Don't you go to work tomorrow?"

"Oh."

Jiang Zhao glances at Ye Er from time to time. Ye Er is always hurt by the seemingly unintentional but hot eyes over there.

"Jiang Zhao?"

"Ah?" Jiang Zhao replied awkwardly.

"What are you doing?"

"No, No. What can I do for you? "

"You obviously have something to say. What's the matter?"

"Er..." the hands holding on the steering wheel were originally hands. At this time, the right hand raised and held it into a half fist, touched it on the lips, and coughed, "well, Yunye, mom means to tell us to have a good life today, do you understand?"

Live well, live well

Jiang Zhao thought, and his thoughts were surging.

"Well, I know. Let's have a good time. Let's turn over Ouyang Yan." Ye Er nodded, and she listened to her mother-in-law.

"Yunye, I mean, have a good life. It seems that you can't sleep in separate rooms. Do you understand?" Jiang Zhao felt a burning on his face and suddenly realized that he was talking about a very thick skinned thing, but his face was surprisingly thin at this time. He thought of an adjective. Could it be as thin as a cicada's wing? Otherwise, how could it be so hot that the ears were feverish, and the neck was burning like it had been pasted by pepper seeds. I wish I could jump into the river now.

"Ah?" Ye Er was stunned and swallowed his saliva. He saw that Jiang Zhao only looked at the road ahead, but his face turned red, and his own face turned red

It's over. At the meeting we just got together, we were not too ashamed to blush. At this meeting, both of us became pure and good?

Or is it not pure enough, so a simple sentence suddenly leads out other meanings, and finally makes both of them want to be crooked?

I'm a little embarrassed when I skew?

And then blush?

"Jiang Zhao, isn't it good to sleep in separate rooms?" Ye Er felt that if she said, "well, don't sleep separately, just sleep together." In this way, you will be teased. After all, you are a woman. You should be reserved when necessary.

"What's good?" Jiang Zhao couldn't hold back at first, and raised his voice in some displeasure.

"Oh." Ye Er waited for Jiang Zhao to say the following.

Jiang Zhao thinks that he is a great man and just wants to sleep with his daughter-in-law. What's the matter? Why is this a little unspeakable?

Is abstinence stupid these months?

"What are you doing?!" Jiang Zhao's heart was sullen and his words rushed.

"Jiang Zhao, you are cruel to me!"

"Hum!" Jiang Zhao stepped on the accelerator, and the wheels flew up quickly on the road under the urging of the engine.

Jiang Zhao didn't say a word to ye'er after humming. He kept a cold face. He didn't tell her what to say. When he said that later, the two pretended to be reserved and blushed there. Is it interesting?

When he got out of the car, he went to the vice seat and opened the door. When ye Er got out of the car, Jiang Zhao smiled and closed the door. The remote control lock pressed the key. When the car fell off the lock, he lifted his arm and supported it to Ye Er, "come on, take your husband's hand and let's go home."

Ye'er looked at Jiang Zhao's serious appearance and smiled. As he wished, he took his arm and left the garage.

When he got into the elevator, the elevator - door closed and was as bright as a mirror. Jiang Zhao looked at the image of the two people on the door, "Yunye, mom said we really match, don't you think?"

Ye'er also looked at the two people on the door. There were a lot of things today. Neither of them was as neat and tidy as when they went out in the morning. Ye'er found that his hair was a little messy and his skin was too haggard because of his young age, but his eyes were tired, and so was Jiang Zhao. Although his suit was straight and handsome, his tired color was hard to hide, Only the smile on the corner of the mouth is particularly pleasing to the eye.

My mother-in-law said they stood together. If she wore a pair of beautiful high heels, it would be a good match, but she didn't wear high heels today. Would it be a good match?

In his eyes, there was a streamer of happiness and satisfaction. When she was infected, she followed him and smiled, "it's a good match."

The voice from the heart is always so touching and charming.

A "Ding" sound.

The next moment, the elevator door opens, the men and women in the elevator hold together, the woman gently tiptoes around the man's neck, the man lowers his head and nods around the woman's waist, the lips grind and the teeth melt, and the big hand on the woman's waist slowly lifts her coat and gets into her clothes.

As soon as he touched the long lost soft skin and muscles, the man's Adam's apple slipped and gave an unbearable dull hum.

Ye'er also suddenly felt a fireball running over him and burning someone.

A soft body, tired in the arms of men.

The head is still leaning back and accepting the kiss rain like a sweet rain. It doesn't give people the opportunity to breathe. Even if the breath makes a sound, it can only be poured into the man's belly, which turns into a more powerful force. It sweeps the soft tongue and snatches the fragrance unique to women.

The elevator 0 door closed again. The two inseparable people were impatient and wanted to get out of the space immediately, but no one was reluctant to let go of the lips belonging to another person

When the elevator 0 door opened again, the man lowered his waist slightly, put his hands behind the woman, got into her legs, separated, picked it up, put it on his waist and took out of the elevator

When the elevator came out to the door of the living room, it belonged to a single family. The corridor light was on. The man held the woman all the way to the door. He didn't even open the door. He couldn't wait to load people on the door and gestured all the way up.

Ye Er is also anxious. She knows that she can't stand provocation, but she doesn't have a chance to speak. She wants to open the door first, but she is confused by the feeling of rubbing on her chest.

"Jiang Zhao, come in!" Gasping for breath, carrying a hot red face and condensing a man, his eyes are sweet, soft and charming.

Jiang Zhao bit again, "no one!"

Asshole ~

One person has to invade here.

One cannot resist death.

In the end, Jiang Zhao could only learn from Ye Er.

But as soon as I entered the house and closed the door, the woman was directly pushed on the wall at the porch. Her clothes were pulled disorderly, and the sound of fabric rubbing was reflected one after another with the sound of heavy breathing.