Sweet wife is too young, uncle spoils obedient

She stared at Lian Xiwan and unconsciously licked her lips. Two villains were fighting in her heart.

A villain took out the black tiger's heart and pressed another villain under him: kiss, kiss, that's your husband! My husband doesn't break the law!

As soon as the words fell, another villain stood up one by one, strongly turned over, held down the first villain, and warned Jiang Mengxian: you can't kiss! No kissing! That's the dream of thousands of young men and girls! Kiss you and you'll be in trouble! Jiang Mengxian, you have to hold on. You can't be confused by men! There is a knife on the color prefix. No matter how handsome the male god is, he is also a pervert! Have you forgotten the two thick eels in the fish tank in his bedroom!

But the first villain came out again: kiss! It's rare to have a few spring evenings in life. The male god is in front. He doesn't kiss white! After this village, there will be no shop!

But soon, the rational villain gained the upper hand: you can't kiss, you have to think about what will happen after you kiss! It's over after kissing. Two boxes of condoms! Although there are only tired cattle in the world, and there is no cultivated land, what if ten cattle are brought to plough an acre of land!

The two villains fought neck and neck.

Jiang Mengxian suddenly drank a glass of wine and pretended that she had drunk the rational villain. The villain who was fascinated by sex came out.

After drinking a glass of wine, her courage came up from the soles of her feet. She immediately felt full of strength. She kissed it quietly while Lian Xiwan didn't pay attention.

Because I was too nervous, I didn't kiss my mouth. The lips of two pieces of wine still standing slightly drunk swept through the corners of Lian Xiwan's lips.

"Well?"

Lian Xiwan was startled by the sudden ice kiss. He subconsciously thanked her and looked down at her little wife. He saw Jiang Mengxian drooping her head, blushing like a carrot, his eyes flickering, hiding left and flashing right, and a guilty face.

"Tut!" Lian Xiwan exclaimed.

His little wife can play hooligans!

Anyway, I won't sleep tonight. It's so boring to watch fireworks all night! Why don't you do something else happy.

Jiang Mengxian was still bumping with her head down. She suddenly felt that her body was suddenly picked up. Lian Xiwan had picked her up and walked to the bedroom.

"Son, keep your old age by yourself. Your mother and I made you a little sister."

The ball is covered with black lines.

Jiang Mengxian blushed and buried her face in Jiang Xi Wan's shoulder.

Don't be so explicit!

In the bedroom, Lian Xiwan turned off the lights, locked the door and pulled the curtains. He was still setting off fireworks one after another outside the window. He was also ready for the first shot of the new year.

Two picachu conjoined pajamas were thrown aside in disorder. The two figures on the bed were intertwined, and a pair of lotus root arms wrapped around Lian Xiwan's waist.

Lian Xiwan's hand went down along her Jiong body and wrapped around Jiang Mengxian's ankle. The white and tender foot was as exquisite as porcelain, which made Lian Xiwan linger and forget to return. He couldn't help touching more, but he felt a rough on the soft and smooth skin.

He saw a red birthmark on Jiang Mengxian's ankle.

Bang!

In the garden, heiba set off a big fireworks, which exploded on the roof. The light pierced through the thick curtain cloth. In an instant, the birthmark was clearly illuminated. A fuzzy wolf head came into Lian Xiwan's eyes, and immediately woke Lian Xiwan who was immersed in lust.

What a familiar wolf!

Lian Xiwan suddenly got up, turned on the light, raised Jiang Mengxian's ankle and looked at the birthmark carefully.

Yes, it's a wolf head. He always knew that Jiang Mengxian had a birthmark on the inner side of her ankle, but today, when he looked carefully, it seemed that it was not a natural birthmark, but a scald, nor an accidental scald, but deliberately scalded the wolf head with something. Because the scar was gradually becoming shallow, the wolf head was a little blurred.

"Husband, what's the matter?"

Jiang Mengxian pulled her leg in embarrassment, but even Xi Wan held it tightly and couldn't take it back.

Lian Xiwan suddenly became very serious: "when did this scar come into being?"

Jiang Mengxian looked at the scar and suddenly remembered that night. Her ruddy little face turned pale.

"This is what Kincaid had before he found me."

Lian Xiwan's look was unprecedented serious, and his strength suddenly tightened several degrees: "who left it for you."

Jiang Mengxian shook her head: "I... don't know. I had fainted at that time. When I woke up the next day, the man was gone."

Lian Xiwan continued to ask, "when and where?"

Jiang Mengxian was afraid that he might misunderstand something, so she quickly organized some language and made it clear: "About March two years ago, Zhang Yaoyao found some gangsters to bully me. They broke my legs and forced me to jump into the river to escape. After being washed away by the river, I landed on a small island in the middle of the river, and the man was also killed. I drowned and broke my leg. I begged him to save me. He helped me connect the broken leg, but it hurt so much that I fainted In the past, when I woke up in the hospital the next day, the man was gone, my leg had been connected, and someone paid the medical expenses for me... "

When she finished, her face was buried in the quilt, leaving only a pair of eyes outside looking at Lian Xiwan.

She saw that Lian Xiwan's deep eyes had changed several times, and she asked hurriedly; "I thought it was a scar scratched by a stone on the island, so I didn't care about it. What's the matter..."

Lian Xiwan was silent for a long time and kept looking at her. Finally, his sharp eyes softened and rubbed her hair: "it's all right. Go to bed early."

He took out his cell phone, took the mark, put on his clothes and hurried out.

What's the matter?

Jiang Mengxian put on her clothes and got up. She opened the curtains. She saw that heiba and heiqi, who were setting off fireworks downstairs, entered the villa with a serious face. Lian Xiwan entered the study. People kept going in and out of the study. They looked serious and faced great enemies.

She sat back in bed and thought of the nightmare night.

She was washed to an island along the river. She was cold and shivering on the dirty beach. She felt that her lungs were full of sand and smelly river water and coughed desperately.

The broken leg sent out heart splitting pain. She was like a dog struggling desperately in the sand, and her life was in danger.

At this time, a man was washed ashore, but he was much better than Jiang Mengxian. When he got ashore, he coughed twice and sat down on a stone, tearing up his clothes and bandaging his wound.

That night, dark clouds covered the top, the moonlight fled, and there was darkness on the island in the middle of the river. She couldn't see his face clearly.