Indulgent Husband and Sweet Wife

Ai Changhuan was annoying him. This man was relying on his own high horse. He carried her from the bathroom to the bedroom on the first day, and carried her on the road with him before. She was treated as an item and moved around casually. Is this hurting self-esteem?

Ai Changhuan grabbed the placket on the front of Lu Zhanke's chest and asked aggressively: "You haven't got any new tricks? Come here every time!"

Lu Zhanke kept walking: "Easy to use."

Ai Chang was so tight-hearted that she passed by the living room and said, "I don't eat, and it doesn't help you to force me."

"I didn't plan to force you to eat." Lu Zhanke turned into the bathroom, then bent over and threw Ai Changhuan into the bathtub. "I was going to force you to take a bath."

The warm water immediately penetrated the clothes and touched the skin, and Ai Changhuan bounced from the bathtub: "I don't take a shower either!"

In fact, she wanted to take a bath as soon as she got home. How could she bear the grayness of her face when she had a clean habit, but she had just had an argument with Marine Zhan Ke, so she was embarrassed to take a shower and sat on the floor feeling sick. To say this now is nothing more than arguing with Marine Zhan Ke.

Lu Zhanke raised his eyebrows, and then opened the sprinkler: "Washing while standing."

Ai Changhuan was sprayed with water, and her shirts were all wet, showing her exquisite figure and proud curves, but she didn't notice it, and even threatened to touch her with her teeth and claws. Ke: "You force me, force me Hurry, I don't know what to do. "

Lu Zhanke's eyes dimmed slightly. He felt that he was the person who was being rushed. Such a tender and delicious daughter-in-law was right in front of him, and he even staged some unconscious temptations from time to time.

Lu Zhanke said lightly, "Oh, what would you do?"

"I ... ah!" Ai Changhuan wiped a handful of water from his face. "I will apply laxatives in your meal to make your legs weak and shame in front of the whole group!"

"There is only one thing that makes my legs soft."

Ai Changhuan choked and asked dumbly, "What's the matter?"

"Want to know?" Lu Zhanke turned the sprinkler off because he didn't want to wet his clothes.

Ai Changhuan was guilty of fraud, but couldn't bear the desire to win the battle with Marines, so he frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Looking at her nervous little appearance, Lu Zhanke felt funny, he leaned slightly, pressed Ai Changhuan between the wall and his chest, and whispered close to her ear: "That's what to do ..."

After hearing his answer, Ai Changhuan froze for a moment. After reflecting what he said, he immediately flushed his face. She pushed away Marine Ke, and raised her hand to pat his cheek: "You ... shameless!"

However, Lu Zhanke clenched her wrist lightly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth: "If human beings do not do shameless things, how can they reproduce?"

There was a hint of shame in Ai Changhuan's eyes, and the other hand pushed against the chest of the landing battle Ke: "You go away, I'm angry with you, now I don't want to talk to you."

Lu Zhanke lowered his eyes slightly, and the long, curled eyelashes formed a thick shadow at the bottom of the eye, covering the already unfathomable eyes, making people wonder what he was thinking.

Thin lips lifted slightly, and he whispered, "Did you never do ... the kind of shameless thing?"

Knowing what he was talking about, Ai Changhuan only felt that his skin was feverish and his head was congested. Oh my God, wasn't he the leader of the overbearing and indifferent iron blood, why did he say such a ... so shameful word? Ai Changhuan's head was almost unable to lift up, she shouted dumbly: "Would you care?"

Seeing her shy look, Lu Zhanke even laughed, no matter how unreasonable she said, just raised her hands and rubbed her hair: "Stupid, are you a woman, you do n’t even take a shower because you are so dirty . "

Obviously his fault, Ai Changhuan was a little speechless.

Looking at his young wife in a bun, Lu Zhanke began to roll up his sleeves ...

"If you don't want to wash, I'll help you."

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