Magical Cool Husband: Love Your Naughty Wife

"Oh, that's all right, servant girl will leave." Although Hongtao didn't want to leave, she had to listen to her master's words, so she left in a bit of disappointment.

She was finally willing to leave, great, Ming Xiaochen was really worried that she would not leave, she opened the ink cartridge, then poured some water into it and rubbed the ink slowly, if only there were fountain pens and ballpoint pens now, it would be great, No matter how bad you have ink, you don’t have to grind the ink yourself.

After grinding, Ming Xiaochen couldn't help sighing while holding the stack of white paper. How many words can be written on this piece of paper? It was troublesome in ancient times. She missed her notebook. It seems She has to find a way to get a small note tomorrow, like a notebook.

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The night was getting darker, and the slightly opened window accidentally blew in the slightest cold wind, shaking the paper on the table, and a slender figure was so tired that he fell asleep lying on the table.

Just as the candlelight was flickering, a tall and slender figure appeared in her room, with a face that looked too handsome under the candlelight, slightly frowned her handsome and pretty eyebrows, what was she doing?

He fell asleep on the table.

He moved lightly and walked to her side, reached out and patted her shoulder lightly, making sure that she was really asleep, then he reached out and gently hugged her, came to the bedside and gently hugged her Putting her down, she didn't know if she felt his arrival, but there was a faint trace of a smile on the corner of her lips.

He sat down beside her bed, and stretched out his hand to gently caress the cheek that he couldn't put it down. Since that night, he has come here every night, and for some reason, looking at her peaceful sleeping face, he unexpectedly It can let his heart settle down, and the hostility in his heart seems to go away with it.

"Ming Xiaochen, what kind of magical power do you have? It makes me feel like I'm possessed. I just want to see you every night." The slender fingers moved from her cheeks to her plump lips,

His fingers gently touched her lips, and then slowly along her small lips, depicting the shape of her lips, her appearance, her breath, her The taste has been deeply branded in his heart.

Ming Xiaochen is sleeping, she dreams that she is still the original self, she is Yun Feifei, she is happily eating a popsicle, she sucks slightly, licks and bites, it is delicious... good eat.

There was a slight sound of sucking in the silent air, and Han Junrong looked at the sleeping woman enjoying sucking his fingers in disbelief, God, what on earth did she mean by his fingers? What are the fingers for?

But it damn well made him feel so damn comfortable, he wanted her so badly that his heart ached.

Han Junrong withdrew his finger. When he withdrew his finger, he saw Ming Xiaochen pursed his mouth in displeasure, as if he was displeased with someone else taking the food from her mouth. Her lips were shining with a charming luster, and Han Junrong couldn't bear it any longer and leaned over to kiss her.

"Hmm..." The sleeping man suddenly felt hard to breathe, as if something was kissing her mouth, the huge sense of threat made her subconsciously reach out to push back, but her hand just touched his chest She was held by his hand, not letting her move a bit.