Report to the captain: Your predecessor has boarded

Jiang Miaomiao began to have many people punch in and call her wife under his microblog.

Of course, seeing this kind of comment, Jiang Miaomiao naturally ignored it selectively.

When the two returned home after dinner, Jiang Miaomiao took it out. He had carefully selected the film and wanted to watch it with Yan Sheng. After washing, the two changed into loose home clothes and lay on the sofa.

Sitting in a private theater, all the lights were turned off, leaving only the curtain projected and the faint light of the film.

At the end of the film, it is still a familiar finale, and there is also a large-scale clip of men and women.

In fact, the large scale is not particularly large, but the director's skill in making this film is very clever. He used the lens and music to render the originally ambiguous atmosphere to the extreme.

Jiang Miaomiao didn't dare to blink for fear of missing some points, but he slowly became red and shrank back.

Yan Sheng sat next to Jiang Miaomiao. Naturally, he also felt Jiang Miaomiao's small movements, stretched out his hand and hugged people in his arms.

Jiang Miaomiao also felt the restless finger swimming on his waist, bit his lips and called, "husband."

"HMM."

Yan Sheng responded carelessly on his face, but the action on his hand didn't stop. The two people are very close now, and they can smell the faint aroma from Jiang Miaomiao.

Yan Sheng hinted that such a strong move naturally meant that he wanted to do something. With his other hand, he grabbed Jiang Miaomiao's hand, clasped his fingers, and then turned over, overwhelming Jiang Miaomiao on the wide sofa.

Jiang Miaomiao was a little impatient. His head felt the kiss on his neck. His breath was a little unstable. He gasped gently and said, "husband, I haven't finished watching the film yet!"

Yan Sheng's voice was very low and said, "look again next time."

I don't know why I haven't been out of work before, but when I came back this time, I missed this grinding little wife very much.

It was not that he didn't want to, but Yan Sheng now likes Jiang Miaomiao more. He is full of his own feelings. Although Jiang Miaomiao is a little stupid occasionally, he is also lovely.

What Jiang Miaomiao does is the most lovely in front of his eyes.

The film was still playing. With that dim light, Yan Sheng stood up and suddenly saw a small bruise on Jiang Miaomiao's knee.

Yan Sheng did it for a while and couldn't help slowing down his movements. He frowned slightly. His hand reached Jiang Miaomiao's knee, stroked it gently, and asked, "how did you do it?"

Jiang Miaomiao took a look, but he didn't look strange. "I accidentally got it when I went dancing last time. Don't worry. It doesn't hurt if I'm okay."

"Why are you like" has a movement of kneeling on both knees. When I danced that day, I wore a short skirt without those protective equipment. The floor in the dance room is hard, and it's normal to have a little injury on my body.

After hearing this, Yan Sheng pushed Jiang Miaomiao's slender legs to his chest, and then kissed where Jiang Miaomiao was bruised.

"Don't dance in the future." Yan Sheng took a little pain in his eyes, then paused, as if to hide something, and hurriedly added: "if you want to jump, you can only jump in front of me, okay?"

Jiang Miaomiao's skirts have been pushed to his chest for a while, his cheeks are pink, and said, "don't worry. There's nothing wrong with walking normally, but it still hurts when you encounter it. Therefore, you can't use some postures these two days!"

Yan Sheng looked up at a scarlet but serious Jiang Miao.

I couldn't help laughing.

This little girl, I can't believe she remembers the postures she used.

"As you wish." Yan Sheng whispered.

All the way from the private theater to the bedroom, it was late at night when the movement stopped completely.

Jiang Miaomiao was so tired that he couldn't lift his hands and feet. He had no sense of shame. He allowed himself to be held by others to take a bath in the bathroom. When taking a bath, he was attacked by others. Let's not say it for the moment.

After washing, he was sleepy under the quilt.

Yan Sheng patiently blew Jiang Miaomiao's hair dry. The two held it gently for a while, chatted and said, "are you free this weekend? Go back to your hometown and see grandma again. "

Jiang Miaomiao yawned lazily. Sporadic tears seeped from the corners of his eyes and said, "just go and see the old man?"

Yan Sheng nodded, "well."

"That's good."

If I just went to see my grandmother, I would be very willing, but it would be bad if there were other relatives nearby.

After all, some of those relatives are more comfortable, and some... It's a little annoying.

Like that green tea cousin.

The sound of Jiang Miaomiao's breathing gradually went down slowly and evenly. Yan Sheng tightly hugged the people in his arms and felt that the petite person was sticking to himself, like a newly weaned kitten. Just now he felt full. Now he felt a little confused when holding people.

Yan Sheng looked at Jiang Miaomiao as if he hadn't completely slept, and turned over again. Jiang Miaomiao was still a little sleepy, but he woke up a lot.

Jiang Miaomiao thought it was so late tonight that he could rest. As a result, he was opened by the movement next to him. He saw Yan Sheng kneeling on his body and looking at his look. Where else can he not see what he wants to do?

Yan Sheng didn't speak. After looking at the people at the bottom and opening his eyes, the corners of his mouth hooked up some radians, lowered his head and kissed Jiang Miaomiao's lips. The action on his hands didn't stop and slowly began to move.

Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help crying.

Yan Sheng: "what's the matter? Does it hurt you? "

Jiang Miaomiao looked at Yan Sheng dimly with tears in his eyes, and said in a voice with a little grievance: "I've been sitting for so long, why do you want it? I'm tired, I want to sleep, and I remember you didn't seem to have this before. "

Jiang Miaomiao clearly remembers that he used to be very harmonious with his husband in some aspects. He went to bed. Today, it's intense. I don't say it. I've already taken a bath. I think it's over and I'm going to sleep. Yan Sheng woke up and did it again.

Although the husband's performance in this way also shows that he loves himself very much, Jiang Miaomiao is not made of cloth dolls. He will be tired after doing something for a long time!