My innocent girlfriend asks for forgiveness? My wife is a sickly tycoon

It was early morning.

The master bedroom of Liangyue Manor.

Qin Jiang just opened his eyes and saw the woman leaning on his arms. Her beauty without makeup was very clear and innocent.

It was like a world away from the gorgeous and domineering look last night!

He watched quietly for a long time, and when he saw that he had something important to do today, he was about to get up.

Suddenly, a soft hand covered his thigh under the quilt.

"...hiss."

Qin Jiang was a little panicked.

He did work hard last night, but he couldn't guarantee that he had really fed the sickly lady's appetite.

So, he lowered his eyes to look at Yan Liang, who was nestling in his arms obediently, looking harmless but actually bad beyond words, and met her eyes.

"Yan Yan, why are you awake?"

"I was planning to wash up first and let you sleep a little longer."

Qin Jiang stroked the top of Yan Liang's head skillfully, patted her head to comfort his sickly wife, and his hair-stroking skills got full marks! !

"Well... I thought Ah Jiang was going to escape again."

Yan Liang said, and her body in the quilt wrapped around him like a giant python, and her smooth skin was warm to the touch, wrapping him tightly.

"Baby, you will be punished if you run away."

Yan Liang's dark red long hair spread out, forming a sharp contrast with her beautiful face, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

She was dazzling, and even the innocence in her expression had a bit of evil flavor.

But it must be said... the bad Yan Liang was actually more addictive!

Qin Jiang couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Although he had learned some knowledge from Yan Liang last night,

But all his experience and practice in this area in his life were dedicated to one person.

That was his sickly little wife.

There were many ways, but he didn't know anything.

But now, Qin Jiang had to admit that he still had a sense of crisis. As a man... he really had to pay attention to this research.

Not only did he have to cook dishes in the kitchen to attract Yan Yan's stomach.

He also had to attract Yan Yan's heart in bed.

Although he didn't need to attract, just lying there, Miss Yan was eager to pounce on him and eat him up.

But it's always good to have more knowledge reserves.

"Ahem... I'll accept any punishment Yan Yan wants to give me."

"Just baby... don't do it too often, it's too harmful to your body."

Qin Jiang advised from the bottom of his heart. He was indeed very deficient, but he was always worried about Yan Liang's poor health.

It takes time to make up for the body.

Now restrain yourself a little...

Qin Jiang was still thinking, but Yan Liang had already hooked her neck and pressed her back into the soft quilt.

I saw the face in front of me, the woman's skin was white and translucent, her red lips were charming, and her body was almost moisturized and reflected...

This... This thing is actually more effective than nourishing soup? ?

Qin Jiang was a little confused.

"Well... Jiang, do you still think it will harm your body?"

"Baby, you are my medicine, I only want you, I want you very much!"

Yan Liang leaned against Qin Jiang's ear, and the hot breath surrounded him, and his earlobe was domineeringly kissed by the woman.

Then there was another round of cultivation.

Qin Jiang was numb.

Yan Liang got up refreshed, sat in front of the dressing table and put her long hair up, with a cold and noble temperament.

Qin Jiang curled up in the quilt, aggrieved and called Yan Liang: "Yan Yan baby..."

"I want to drink soup."

He needs to nourish, a lot of nourishment! !

Yan Liang had expected this, and soon a servant brought in the tonic soup, ten bowls of various sizes!

Qin Jiang couldn't help but feel his ears burning.

Then... Doesn't this mean that the entire Liangyue Manor knows that Miss Yan did this and that to him last night? ?

Qin Jiang was a little embarrassed.

Yan Liang came over with the tonic soup and personally helped Qin Jiang, who was lying on the bed, wash up first, and then feed him the soup.

The master was very attentive.

"Well... enough, enough!"

After drinking the fifth bowl, Qin Jiang felt that he had taken too much tonic.

He was full of tonic soup.

"Really?"

"The last sip, imported... must drink!"

Finally, Qin Jiang's ears became even redder, it was indeed "imported soup"...