Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Gong Zheng reached out to turn off the fire, took the shovel in her hand with the other hand, put his hands on her waist, and kissed more and more. Xiaoyu couldn't resist his enthusiasm and wanted to hide.

But where would he give her a chance to escape.

After a kiss, both of them were panting. He stopped, put his forehead against her forehead and asked in a dumb voice, "do you want to miss me?"

The little fish curled his mouth. It was obviously a confession, but it was also a sweet confession. She held his collar with her fingers and said angrily, "you hate it. You know why."

Gong Ting raised his hand, stroked her cheek, and the hot breath seemed to burn her up. His voice was so dumb that he didn't speak, "just one word if you want to or don't want to, um, don't want to say?"

The little fish's legs were soft. Looking at his evil appearance, she stretched out her hand to hold his neck and said, "I've been thinking of you."

"Where do you think?" Men don't seem to be satisfied with her love words.

The little fish stared at him, "I'm going to cook."

Gong Ting grabbed her back, hugged her and put her on the flow table. He supported her with one hand. His bony fingers slid down from her chin and fell on her heart, "do you want to here?"

The little fish was palpitating and her cheeks were getting hotter and hotter, but she seemed to be bewitched by him and nodded, "think."

The man's fingers continued to go down. The little fish was flustered and grabbed his hand. The man's dirty appearance was also unparalleled. Finally, his fingers fell hard somewhere and asked, "what about here, do you want to?"

The little fish couldn't afford to be cheeky anyway. She thought it was too shameful. She clamped her legs. "Gong Ting, don't do this. You will be seen by small drops of water."

Seeing that she was blushing and dripping blood, Gong Ting kissed her on the cheek, "Why are you still so shy? It seems that I have to work harder to get you used to this kind of thing, so you won't be shy. "

Xiaoyu took his hand and jumped down from the table. She was too ashamed to look at him. She lit the fire again and fried the remaining ribs.

Gong Ting pasted it again. His thin lips were close to the back of her red ears. He said, "Su Yu, you must have poisoned me. I can't do anything except miss you."

The man's burning breath was in her ear. Her whole body trembled. She almost couldn't hold the spatula. The place close to her behind her was as hard as iron. She said, "Gong Ting, don't do this. The oil smoke in the kitchen is heavy. Would you go outside first?"

"Sleep with me that night?" Gong Ting looked at the oil in the pot and began to smoke. His tone was bewitching.

The little fish wanted to send him away quickly. Don't stick to her all the time and make her feel ashamed. She nodded carelessly, "HMM."

Gong Ting then let go of her with satisfaction, kissed her on the cheek, turned and went out.

The little fish looked back at his back and disappeared in front of her eyes. Her lips were slightly lifted up, and her eyes were retracted. The pork ribs were happily lowered into the pot and fried until golden.

After dinner, she went out and heard the man's mellow voice. She looked up and saw Gong Ting holding a painting book and telling a story to xiaoshuidi.

Now he speaks English, and British English comes out of his mouth, which is particularly touching.

She stood at the entrance of the restaurant. The man suddenly looked up. Her sight could not be avoided and bumped into his deep eyes. She trembled and said, "wash your hands and prepare for dinner."