Wife is not tired of fraud:Lord Lou,I was wrong!

Song Zhenzhen dares not to follow, obediently stands up from the sofa, the small hand naturally hangs in the body side.

"Look at your dead virtue." Aunt Zhang revolved around the girl and pushed her angrily. Song Zhenzhen didn't expect that she would do this. She rushed to the front coffee table uncontrollably and banged her forehead against it. She snorted in pain.

I'm afraid Aunt Zhang Jiatai won't come again after a month.

"It's just like an idiot. He can't do anything. It's no use asking for you." The more she scolded, the more vicious she was. Seeing that she didn't speak, Aunt Zhang kicked her, and her delicate body flicked on the ground, making a cat like whimper.

"It's like that? Get up. "

Song Zhenzhen staggers to his feet. His eyes are bright. He clenches his teeth and suppresses the cry.

The old woman rolled up her sleeve and was about to slap her to relieve her anger. Suddenly, she heard the sound of the engine outside the door. Her expression was stiff and she ran out to look at it.

It's a luxury car, but it's not the car of Wanyan Jiatai.

There is no danger.

She patted her chest and said with a lingering fear, "forget it, let her be spared once today."

Turning back to the room: "Why are you poking there? Go back to the room."

Song Zhenzhen didn't dare to raise any objection and ran back to his room.

Night came quietly. Song Zhenzhen curled up and muttered to himself: "1268 1269 Ten thousand Ten thousand... "

Bad. The more you count, the more you forget.

Grab the head, ready to sit up again, just sit up to see a shadow on the bedside.

"Ah..." She covered her mouth with fright, her eyes flashing like jewels in the dark.

"Why don't you keep counting?" For the first time, Wanyan Jiatai thought that her silly appearance was very attractive.

Song Zhenzhen was tongue tied.

How long has he been sitting here?

The angular facial features, like the God of heaven's effort to a knife a axe carefully carved out, the moonlight through the curtain, the man bathed in the silver light, like a monster sucking on the moon.

Nervous tension subconsciously relaxed, but followed by another tension.

He's back. Is he going to teach her again?

In this matter, song Zhenzhen's resistance has taken shape, just like durian. No matter how delicious durian is praised by others, it tastes strange to her.

It's the same with Wanyan Jiatai. The first experience is very bad, so the second, the third So many times, it will be a torment for her.

"Come here." In the dark, the man reached out to her, but there was no doubt that she was overbearing.

She obediently lifted the quilt and crawled over. As soon as she came into contact with the man's warm palm, she was immediately pulled into her arms.

Song Zhenzhen is nervous to death, but he doesn't know what to do.

Wanyan Jiatai hugs her. In the dark, she can't see whether the man's face is happy or angry. She can only cry instinctively.

"Shut up Wanyanjiataili drink.

I started crying before I did anything.

Song Zhenzhen shakes like a cat. She feels scared in her heart, but when she thinks of Aunt Zhang, she is even more afraid of her.

Song Zhenzhen stopped crying.

"Jiatai."

"Well?"

"Can you not leave tomorrow?"

Wanyan Jiatai propped up half of her body, and there was a hint of fun in the corner of her mouth in the dark: "how? Don't you want to leave me