The Law of Hunting a Wife

"Are all of them all children? Making fun of their bodies?" Qiqi continued to stare at him, "You go down to eat first."

As soon as the words were spoken, Qiqi felt that something was wrong. How could this tone be like a wife in a previous life in charge of her husband?

It's all because of Zheng Shou's ability to pretend to be crazy and cute, and let her unknowingly get up.

A faint rouge color fainted on his face, and he looked a little uncomfortable: "Where is Ji Mo now? Downstairs?"

Zheng Shou pointed to the guest room next door, tugged one of her hands and put her down on the bed with a slight force, raised her upper body and put her elbows to cage her under him.

Qiqi's face turned redder, and she asked dryly, "What are you doing?"

"You are so beautiful, Qiqi." He looked at her obsessively, his head gradually pressed down.

The man's lips are thick, with the smell that belongs to him, and with his enthusiasm, burning Qiqi together. Seeing the kiss between Nian Ji Mo and her, he also licked her lips with the tip of his tongue, and then he couldn't wait to squeeze his thick and thick tongue into Qiqi's lips. Qiqi hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth and took the initiative to accept it. Zheng Shou's body trembled visibly, and he closed his eyes and danced with her jerky.

Although the previous life had a marriage contract with Xiao Yun, because the relationship between the two was indifferent, they didn't even think about getting close. No one would believe it. The two had been engaged for more than 20 years, but they had never even kissed. At most they had held a small hand together when they were ignorant. And the reason why Xiao Yun was so obsessed with Dongfang Jade was because his love affairs were all taught by Dongfang Yu. Not only is a woman engraved in her heart for her first man, for a man, his first woman will also have the most special place in her heart.

Zheng Shou and Nian Jimo are both junior brothers, but Yang Qiqi also left the first kiss on Nian Jimo after traveling to this different world. (The touch on the lips before Zheng Shou is not a qualified kiss, right?) Everyone is a novice, but Qiqi has seen it because of the environment, even if he hasn't experienced it personally. So, at first, Qiqisheng taught sparsely, and Zheng Shu obediently cooperated. When he was familiar with the general principles and procedures, he immediately turned away from the guest, panting with Qiqi.

Zheng Shou was sweet and painful, and got out of bed with all his strength before losing control of his body. At this moment, his chest was up and down, his eyes were a little red, and he rushed into the bathroom.

Damn it, how could Qiqi taste so beautiful?

Turn on the cold water faucet and put his head under the water to cool the prosperous*.

Qiqi listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, and wondered what he was doing.

Alas, to make them feel so uncomfortable, she didn't mean it, okay? If they refuse, they will feel sad, and if they cooperate, they will feel bad physically. You can't blame her for this.

Yang Qiqi buried his head in the pillow and smirked a few times, thinking that this was what Mei Hug was using, and immediately jumped away, holding up the small black box with some guilty conscience, and went to find Nian Ji Mo.

There was a sound of water coming from the bathroom, and it seemed that he was still taking a shower. Unlike Zheng Shou, who has always been sloppy and casual, he doesn't need to look at it to know that Zheng Shou must have been rash and hasty in taking a shower, and he would be done. Xijing Aijie’s Nianjimo will wash carefully, and bathing is a kind of enjoyment for him.

Yang Qiqi sat by the bed, put the small box on the bedside table, opened the lid and pulled the medicine supplies inside.

There are also two tubes of gauze, scissors, tape, and the kind of ointment used for Zheng Shou before. This is the first layer of things. Underneath are some neatly arranged small medicine bottles. The shapes of the bottles are the same, but the colors are different. There are six small bottles in total. If the above are all trauma products, then the next layer is the internal medicine 　　 Open each vial and look at it. Of course, illiteracy is the hardest, and she hasn't noticed it.

"Seven-seven?" Nian Ji Mo opened the door refreshingly, and saw his beloved sitting beside the bed playing the medicine box. Although his face was still paralyzed, his gray-blue eyes could not hide the surging affection.

She looked up to see that he was neatly dressed, and she couldn't help frowning: "Zheng Shou said you didn't take the medicine, so why did you put on your clothes?"

"My injuries are all minor injuries, not as serious as his, and they won't get in the way."

"I don't believe it, let me see."

"Okay, let me show you." Ji Mo didn't look at her meaningfully, and stood in front of her slowly and gracefully unbuttoning each button. It was originally a normal thing, but he was stripped of it very peachy. In addition, he was watching her with that gaze, which made Qiqi almost fled in panic.

Brother, you should be striptease!

Qiqi blushed as if he was about to drip blood, but his eyes were stuck on his body and couldn't tear apart. Seeing him revealing a white but predictable chest little by little, then the clothes withered like magnolia petals under his feet, and the whole symmetrical and **** upper body was presented in front of her.

Seeing her silly and silly look, Ji Mo was proud of his heart: Zheng Shou's product is stronger, but it is more than tall, without being refined and handsome. Mei Baoqu is a special person. Although it is best not to compare him with him, I still have to say, from a physical point of view, he is the oldest of the three. Where can he be young and fresh?

At this time, Nian Ji Mo was proud that he was the youngest of the three. How could he still think that there are younger and more lively male orcs lurking on his way to chasing his wives in the "Bred Hall" outside the Saints' Grove? !

"Look, I really have nothing to do." He said, opening his arms and turning around, letting her examine his body in all directions without blind spots.

Nian Jimo didn't lie, there really were no big wounds on his body, some were just bruises. Such a color is even more eye-catching against his fair complexion.

Yang Qiqi touched her eyebrows, and realized that Zheng Shou was afraid that the previous forced kiss would become a hidden danger between him and Nian Ji Mo, so she was asked to relieve the knot.

She wanted to tell Zheng Shou that he was too worried.

She is not a real ten-year-old Lolita, so she wouldn't worry about such a thing.

"Nian Ji Mo..." Qiqi stood up, stroked his handsome face, exhaled and muttered.

Ji Mo's braids flew up and his face was as expressionless as ever.

"Huh?" He lifted her up, making the two of them look at the same level. "Qiqi, what are you going to say?" He pressed the tip of his cool nose against her lightly, and the little man in his heart was laughing triumphantly: I still have great charm, and the little beauty will bow to my hue. Up.

"I mean, it's really inappropriate for you to do that with this paralyzed face. It's very awkward, OK?"

In the new year, Mo's face immediately turned blue~www.ltnovel.com~ I could almost hear the glass heart inside ‘crashing’ to the ground.

"Puff~" She couldn't help but smiled.

"You are really naughty." Nian Ji Mo became angry and bit her lips viciously, but the thunder was heavy and rained, and even a tooth mark was reluctant to leave.

Qiqi held his face and pressed a kiss back to his lips.

"Let's go down for dinner," she said, narrowing her eyes.

Some people are strangers when they get along for decades, but some people see it right away.

Yang Qiqi is sure that both Nian Ji Mo and Zheng Shou are sincere to her. Although it is somewhat unfair, she is unwilling to give up either Nian Ji Mo or Zheng Shou. of. Anyway, polyandry is the custom and status quo in their world, and they have no resistance to it, so what is she entangled with?

Since these two have been loyal to her, let's be her forever. ()