Two-Faced Husband, Have Some Decency!

Seeing that he didn't talk, Song Yu looked up and bit his chin gently. "If you don't tell me, I will ask Yanbeicheng them. They will be happy to tell me about you."

Qi Chengzhi smirked twice, feeling his own swelling in her, and letting her go down.

Song Yu took a breath, and the blush on his cheeks was more beautiful, and the blush was extended to the toes.

"Why do you think about this problem again?" His hand plunged into her clothes, and she only had to take off her pants, but the shirt was still intact.

Qi Chengzhi adjusted his posture. At first, the two men were still outside the bed. He turned and let both of them get to the bed. They were busy taking off her coat.

Song Yu did not stop, let him completely strip her off, but said: "You don't answer me positively, then the answer is two possibilities. Or, that is, your woman is too much, afraid to say it makes me angry. Or, It’s just that you didn’t have a woman before, and you’re a man. I’m sorry to say it. Isn’t it?”

"Is it a recent detective novel?" Qi Chengzhi stared at her, and the blind man looked at the inscrutable.

He always throws a question to avoid the problem. Song Yu has long been used to it, and no matter what, he asked: "You don't answer me positively, then I guess you actually haven't had a woman before. You said it yourself, not Always like me?"

"..." Qi Chengzhi raised his eyebrows, always felt that such a woman's posture under the man seemed to give her some advantage in the momentum.

"You don't talk, I admit it when you admit it." Song Yu smiled, his soft fingers glared at his stinging chin.

Qi Chengzhi still did not answer, looked at her with a deep face, the unpredictable look made people drumming.

If she used to, she would definitely be weak, but her eyes suddenly saw his reddish ears. Although he had seen his diary early, but now he saw his secret secret, Song Yu’s heart could not be restrained. The madness jumped, the excitement and excitement could not be said.

The uncontrollable excitement in the bottom of my heart is expressed on the face. The eyes with spring are still full of fascinating emotions, and I am bent into a crescent moon. The cheeks are also excited and red. I like the heart of Qi Cheng. Incredibly.

The hands also slipped from her waist to the cheeks, holding, and rubbing her delicate skin.

"So, you also gave me the first time?" Song Yu asked again.

Qi Chengzhi: "..."

"But you are very skilled at that time, and it is not like the first time, how do you learn by yourself?" Song Yu asked, his fingers turned his little red bean at random.

Qi Chengzhi: "..."

"Qi Chengzhi, how did you learn ~www.readwn.com~Look at A.? Tell the truth, is there a film in your computer?" Song Yu seems to be getting more and more excited.

Qi Chengzhi: "..."

"I know that men will look at it, there is no need to watch it, and when they watch it, they will play the plane." Song Yu added, "What about you?"

"..." Qi Chengzhi’s ridiculous smile, "I don't fight. Airplane, I only play holes."

Song Yu has not recollected the meaning of this, and it has been topped down by Qi Cheng.

She took a sigh of relief and waited to understand what he meant. His face was red, but he could not tell a word from his top.

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The next morning, although Song Yu woke up, she was too lazy to think about blinking. She felt that her cheeks were sticking to the delicate softness like silk satin. It was very comfortable, and the familiar atmosphere surrounded her and made her feel at ease. .

The eyelashes are gently twitching, the cheeks are comfortable and soft on the delicate and soft, comfortable and don't want to blink, they are struggling with contradictions, and the nose is suddenly pinched and breathless.

Song Yu had to open his eyes and just saw the two long fingers move away from her nose.

Then she felt the wetness of her mouth and realized what it was. She immediately looked up and saw the place where she was on her shoulder, and there was a small pool of transparent liquid.

She slept and slept, and it still flowed to his shoulders.

Song Yu blushes and wipes the saliva on his shoulder and sees Qi Chengzhi staring at her.

When he saw it like this, Song Yu’s face was redder, especially embarrassed.

"Isn't it good to go with me to get a certificate? Still sleeping so late?" Qi Chengzhi raised his eyebrows.

Song Yu looked at the table on the bed, more than nine o'clock, it is not too late, but they have to go back to the Song family, take Song Yu's account book.

Thinking of going to register today, Song Yu is a little excited and a little nervous, and has to get up quickly, but again

Tang was pulled by Qi Chengzhi.

"Pillow me for one night, my shoulders are numb, I can't move at all." Qi Chengzhi pulled her back.

"Then why don't you let me go?" Song Yu said, he gave him a massage where she was numb.

Qi Chengzhi did not answer, but asked: "Is the scalp still hurting?"

Although he did not answer, Song Yu knew the answer from his question.

He was afraid that she would touch the scalp with her pillow.

The soft mess in her heart, I don't know how to like him.

Seeing that he frowned, he knew that the initial numbness had faded and he had changed into a feeling of uncomfortable feeling.

"Is it difficult?" Song Yu asked himself.

Qi Chengzhi's right hand, which had not been numb, rubbed her waist, and her rough thumb was slightly itched on her waist.

"Kiss me," he said.

The voice that just woke up was still hoarse, and he was lazy from head to toe.

When she spoke to her, the original stern eyes were half-baked, and her sharp eyes were caught, and the softness was a mess.

The corners of the mouth are also slightly upwards, and the lines of the face become soft and comfortable.

Song Yu massaged his shoulder with one hand, and could not help but caress his face, his fingertips and palms slid over him.

He just woke up and faded away, his face full of innocent and mischievous childishness.

Song Yu groaned, so bold yesterday afternoon, but this morning he saw his childish look, but he was embarrassed.

She thought that she would never forget the confession written by Qi Chengzhi in her diary.

As long as he sees his face, he can always remember his affection.

She bowed her head and kissed him with a scum chin, a corner of his mouth, and almost kissed around his lips. When Qi Cheng was impatient, he finally fell on his lips.

The kiss was just separated by a light touch, and his hands pressed against his shoulder and said, "It is not stinking."

Qi Chengzhi is grinding along her waist. "Do you think I smell?"

Song Yu smiled: "Do not dislike."

Qi Chengzhi chuckled and pulled her into her arms, coming to a solid deep kiss, soft lips. The petals grinded her, and the kiss was crisp.

She couldn’t put her fingers into her hair, only staying in her back neck and before the Hungarian.

When she let go of her, his lips were rubbed from her lips to the earlobe, with a hoarse voice, a sense of sexuality. She licked each of her nerves, every cell, "I have not numb It is."

Song Yu blushes and pushes him out of bed, because the scalp still hurts, she can only scatter her hair.

The two settled up and went downstairs to eat a simple breakfast and went to the Song family together.

Today is not a weekend, so there are not many people in the community. Most of them are retired people. Others go to work and go to school.

Song Donglin wiped the floor at home. Yu Qianying wore reading glasses, holding a small book and a ballpoint pen, recording the dishes introduced in the food program on TV.

When the doorbell rang, Yu Qianying was still busy taking steps, her eyes did not leave the TV, and she shouted: "Old Song, go to open the door."

Song Donglin put the sponge mop against the wall, and wondered who would come at this time and ran to open the door.

When he saw Qi Chengzhi and Song Yu standing at the door, he was fortunate to forget to give them a place: "How come you both came here, not going to work?"

They came back to register for the hukou, but it was really at this time that Song Yu did not say it.

Qi Chengzhi took Song Yu into the house. "Dad, Mom, we are here to get the account book. I am going to register with Song Yu."

"Registration?" Song Donglin did not respond for a while, "What is it?"

His eyes widened, "Married?"

When Yu Qianying heard their words, he also refused to remember the recipe. He took off the reading glasses and dropped the pen and paper and walked over. "Registration? Why is it so sudden?"

"We also decided to get the license in advance. I have never been able to obtain the certificate because I wanted to choose a special day, but Song Yu said it does not matter. Since we do not have to choose the day, we decided to go today." Qi Chengzhi pinched Song Yu’s hand, looking down at her side with a flush, “I’m getting her into the door early, and I’m safe.”

Yu Qianying just thinks suddenly, but there is no other idea, after all, Song Yu

Now I live with Qi Chengzhi, and it is no different from getting married.

As far as the woman side is concerned, there is naturally a certificate. Living together is more reassuring, so Yu Qianying will naturally not object.

"Let's wait." Yu Qianying went back to the bedroom, found the account book from the drawer, and returned it to Qi Chengzhi. "Are all the other materials you have?"

"All are brought together." Song Yu said.

"We went to the registration and went back to dinner at noon." Qi Chengzhi said, "Go back to the old house at night."

"Good." Yu Qianying turned to Song Donglin and said, "After a while, you go to the market, buy some food, come back, I will write a note, you buy it."

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I am still lucky today. The number of people who register is not particularly high. The two are waiting in line outside.

Song Yu circumvented his arm and tangled with his fingers, sandwiching his elegant palm between her hands.

The five fingers of one hand can feel his delicate and slender fingers, and the palm of the other hand can feel his thin back and feel the distinct and elegant bones under the skin.

His hand is very thin and very nice. Song Yu can't help it, and his thumb is drawn on it.

Unlike the roughness of his fingertips, his back is very detailed, even smooth, just harder than her, as if every inch of his body is different from her, revealing the rigidity of men.

"When I was a child, the two words you taught me to write, is your word?" Song Yu bowed his head and didn't look at him. Although he already knew the answer, he still wanted to find him.

Qi Chengzhi immediately clasped her hand with his backhand. "Do you remember?"

"I didn't know what you told me when I was young, but now I understand." She looked up and looked at him softly. "If I don't remember, when are you going to tell me?"

"If you remember, I don't remember if I told you that I will come to make sure you can't remember it later." Qi Chengzhi raised his hand and kissed the knuckle on the back of her hand and the finger.

"Your words are not only known to the wife? I was only how old I was, then you taught me to write." Song Yu looked at him with a smile. "At that time, I was so small that I remember now. Not much. When you were young, you just looked at me? Is it a bit different?"

Qi Chengzhi glanced at her and took a natural look. "The wife just wants to pick up from the doll and knows that it is not suitable for herself."

Song Yu: "..."

I dare to love him. Is this a kid who made a plan to build a wife?

She looked up at him and his face was so thin that it was difficult to get close to him. It was hard to imagine that he had seen her since he was a child.

The fate between the two started from a very young age, and now I think it is a bit strange, incredible, and very sweet.

Looking at him now, she didn't think much about what he was when he was a child.

"When you were a child, did you have a family?" Song Yu looked at his mature and clear face, imagining his childhood appearance.

"Want to see?" He squeezed her hand and gave her a look.

"When you were a child, I can't remember clearly. I really want to see it." Song Yu said honestly.

Qi Chengzhi is about to say something, and the result is their turn.

Qi Chengzhi took her up to go to the window and handed over the materials she needed.

When they came out again, they had already taken a small red book in their hands.

When the two got on the bus, Song Yu took the marriage certificate in Qi Chengzhi's hand and came over to see it. There is also the name of Qi Chengzhi.

The photo above, her book is also exactly the same, the two men in red are half-length.

Even if it is a marriage certificate, Qi Chengzhi did not reveal much smile, but the expression has been much softer than usual, and there is a big difference between the previous magazines with strict expression and restraint.

His long arms are around her shoulders. Unlike the usual newlyweds, when they get married, the heads of the two will be in the middle, almost together.

Qi Chengzhi was straight and his head was not biased. He looked ahead, his eyes were soft but firm, and his persistence in this marriage, his guardianship, his eyes and expressions, all expressed silent vows.

And Song Yu leaned against him, his face almost put his shoulders on his shoulders, and the hair touched his earlobe gently, revealing intimacy.

She didn't grin and laugh, the warmth of laughter, the black and white eyes also laughed into a crescent moon, the whole face

Through happiness and attachment.

Song Yu couldn't help but smile, his fingers gently rubbing on the photo, his fingertips gently touching the faces of the two people, sliding across the face lines of Qi Chengzhi.

Some people can't believe that this handsome man is now her husband.

Qi Chengzhi glanced at her and saw that she was still smirking at the marriage certificate.

Originally, I had to start the car and put it on hold. I slipped the seat straight back and took Song Yu over.

Even if he has done it many times, he can't prepare for it every time. Song Yu is still a little scared.

He was surrounded by his arms, and the outside of the car was the one who came and went by the road.

Song Yu’s back to the roadside, the whole person was wrapped up by him, especially strong.

Her face was reddish, she looked at the photo and looked at Qi Chengzhi himself.

Even if it is a photo of a marriage certificate, it can be regarded as a kind of photo ID. It is not as good as usual, but it is not the same when it comes to Qi Cheng.

He can take such a photo as a magazine, and I don’t know if the ID card is so good.

Thinking of this, she did not say hello, directly touched Qi Chengzhi's suit pocket, rubbed his strong chest with the back of his hand, and touched the wallet.

In Qi Chengzhi's eyes, she smiled and didn't know what she wanted to do, but she liked her kindness towards him.

The gaze of the eyes is soft, the warmth in the eyes is as comfortable as the noon sun in the winter, and the elegant long fingers gently comb her hair.

Now she is silky and not afraid of hurting her scalp.

Song Yu smugly and softly leaned against his chest and relaxed.

He looked down, his nose almost touched her soft hair, and the smell of her breath was the scent of her hair, without the special flavor of the fragrance, fresh and good smell, just like her temperament.

Qi Chengzhi saw that she opened his wallet, found his ID card from inside, put the ID card next to the photo of the marriage certificate, and looked at the two photos.

"It seems that people grow well, they don't care how to take pictures. Your ID card is not much different from your own." Song Yu said with a smile.

"Let me see you." His hoarse voice mixed with a smile and rolled in his throat.

Song Yu leaned forward and took the bag resting on the passenger seat.

Her fart drums also moved on his shackles, and his snoring groaned in his throat, and his palms involuntarily covered her cockroaches.

"Don't move." His voice was hoarse and tight, and he pressed her to the pillar of his eagerness.

Song Yu stiffened and glared at him with a blushing face. She knew that she would hold her up in this way. Is it a bit too deliberate!

She took the wallet out of the bag and pulled out the ID card and showed it to him.

Song Yu’s ID card is still the second-generation ID card that was set up when she was 18 years old. She is even younger than the present. The skin that has not been applied is white and clean. The eyebrows that have not been painted are still the same.

18 years old, is the year he missed her.

Qi Cheng could not help but caress the face on the photo, thinking about what would happen if he was around her when he was 18 years old.

When Qi Chengzhi was fascinated by her ID card photo, Song Yu’s eyes were still reluctant to leave their marriage certificate.

Qi Cheng’s mouth was shallow, and the hand was still resting on her side, whispering: “Like so?”

"Yeah." She refused to hesitate and tweaked, looking up into his deep, soft black sorrow. "I will not leave you, no matter what happens, remember this sentence."

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