101 Marriage Proposals: Hei Di's Sky-high Lover

Standing there dawdly, she weighed the pros and cons of jumping or not jumping in her heart.

Chang Mian was still sitting on the balcony, with a little impatience on his face, and said with a smile.

"Are you jumping or not?"

"Chang Mian, there is one thing that I forgot to tell you."

Chang Mian frowned lightly: "Don't change the subject, I want to watch you belly dance."

This twisted woman just asked her to dance, and she just stood there stupidly for a long time. Where did she look like she was too excited to dance last time?

Uh...

"Actually, the last time I did it was to prevent dysmenorrhea. I searched it on Baidu. Belly dance is a healthy dance that has an effective health care effect on the body. It can regulate the female endocrine system, promote pelvic blood circulation, internally massage the abdominal cavity and Organs such as the uterus have a certain auxiliary therapeutic effect on dysmenorrhea."

"That's right, you will dance every night from now on, and it won't be so painful when Yueyue comes." Chang Mian smiled: "I will supervise you from now on, and you will dance in front of me every day."

Three crows flew over Shang Shang's head.

She clenched her hands tightly at this moment, wishing to bite off her tongue, "Isn't it?"

"What is it, jump up?"

woohoo...

"How about, Chang Mian, let's dance rumba? Or dance to the dance music on my birthday night? It's so boring to dance alone." Chang Mian looked at Chang Mian with a bitter face, her heart was extremely sad, and she prayed.

She liked the dance on her birthday night the most. At that time, she was like a lark flying wantonly, no matter how she danced, as long as she gave him her hand, she could perform the most beautiful movement.

Chang Mian smiled lightly, but did not reject it.

In the hotel room late at night, amidst the soothing music, a handsome man put his arms around the woman's waist. Looking out of the window, he seemed to be able to guess that there were two figures behind the curtain. How romantic would that be? Mood?

Step, spin, leap, turn around, spin again...

At the end, Chang Mian panted slightly, lowered her head, and caught the woman's rosy lips.

Looking at her in front of him, she was shy, and then thinking of the scene that Brother Yan said, he imagined to himself, a ten-year-old girl who was knocked down by a car and covered in blood, holding her wound tightly with her hands, while staying awake, While holding Mrs. Yan's hand, she muttered in her mouth: Save brother Chang...

Just fantasizing about it like this, a touch of pain involuntarily passed through his heart, and even more pity, he passed that pity to her lips through his lips.

Very delicate kiss, lingering, is his usual tenderness.

The whole person hugged her waist, hugged her calmly and slowly, and walked towards the bed while kissing.

When Shangshang heard the sound of him taking off his clothes, he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

But the kiss he gave her was so lingering that she didn't want to resist.

Even, let her willingly get lost in it...

At the end, the two were naked and entangled together, panting and moaning in a low voice...

In the end, she was as limp as mud, only breathing lightly and shallowly. Beside him, she closed her eyes half asleep.

And the instigator, with his head propped up, was sleeping on her other side, stroking her hair with his fingertips, and wanted to hug each other to sleep, but their bodies were sticky.

"Chang Mian, I want to take a bath."

"Go by yourself." Chang Mian said flatly.

Changshang pouted: "Usually you carry me there."

"You are used to being served and you want to be a queen?"