Little wild wife, sleep well!

Upstairs, bedroom.

Ripples are in a big character shape, paralyzed on the bed, and his whole body is like mud, so soft that even his fingertips are numb.

Qin Yufeng was like a beast full of food and drink. Leaning on the head of the bed, the subtle sweat glittered and slowly flowed down along the sexy muscle lines.

The ripple brain is empty, and the violently undulating chest drives bursts of breathing.

"Aren't you going to ask me something?" Qin Yufeng put one hand behind his head, and the other hand played with the ripple red earlobe. His voice was hoarse: "ask."

Ripple opened his mouth and squeezed out two words from his throat: "bird... Beast..."

Qin Yufeng crooked his lips and leaned over her sweaty forehead with a soft kiss: "do you want to ask me why I don't trust song Zheng?"

Ripples frown and urge the remaining strength in the bone to nod very slowly.

Qin Yufeng sucked and kissed the corner of her eye: "you heard your teacher say before that he had no sense of danger."

"Well..."

Ripple closed her eyes and rubbed lazily upward.

Qin Yufeng straightened up, wrapped the quilt and held her on his chest.

With his other hand, he opened the drawer of the bedside table and took out a black cigarette box with silver edge: "wife, can I have a cigarette?"

Ripple nodded: "smoke."

Qin Yufeng took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. With his two fingers holding a slender lighter, he gently pressed it. The scarlet flickered and disappeared, and a wisp of white fog slowly dispersed in the air.

Ripples vaguely smell a strange fragrance, very light and fleeting.

"... what did you smoke?"

The smell of smoke is not pungent.

"From someone else." Qin Yufeng took a sip, clamped the smoke between his fingers, opened his lips on his side, and sprayed the quiet white fog on his rippling face: "does it smell good?"

Ripple sniffed his nose and gave a dull hum.

Qin Yufeng took the ashtray and put it on his belly across the sheet. He played the ashtray and told ripple the seriousness of his lack of danger consciousness again.

"He's a special forces soldier... It's reasonable that there won't be such a problem..."

"He is an uncertain factor." Qin Yufeng's hand holding cigarette falsely put it on the ashtray. In his black eyes, the flame of cigarette butts flashed darkly, with a somewhat deep look: "so I don't dare to put him by your side alone."

Ripple sipped at the corner of her mouth: "... Shall I try him for you?"

Qin Yufeng took another sip of smoke, swallowed the smoke directly, and put out half of the remaining cigarette butts in the ashtray.

"No, you do what you should do."

Ripple Oh, he rubbed his waist against his chest: "did you call Qin Yebai?"

"Yes."

"He didn't say when to come?"

"It should have arrived."

Ripples suddenly remembered something, and his eyes burst with color.

She turned around hard, lying on Qin Yufeng's chest and poked his chin with her fingers: "Lord Qin, I remember, you seem to be able to cook!"

Qin Yufeng's face sank and his eyes were dangerous: "what do you want to do?"

"What else can I do?" Ripples said angrily, "I want to eat!"

Qin Yufeng chuckled, grabbed her restless finger, handed it to his lips and bit: "wife, you ate two bowls of rice three hours ago."

"Didn't I just do strenuous exercise with you!" Rippling was eloquent. He took out his fingers and slapped his palm on Qin Yufeng's chest: "those two bowls of rice have long been lost to you!"

Qin Yufeng laughed and spoiled his face: "you mean, let me do it?"

Ripple coughed and said seriously, "originally, you still owe me 100000 words of review. For the sake of husband and wife, I'll give you a discount. How about a meal!"