Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

After the meal was messy, Fang Xiao went to take a shower first, while Xi Lingheng pushed the bed against the wall, and then took the extra bedding and spread it out on the floor.

After Fang Xiao came out of the shower, his floor covering had already been made, Fang Xiao couldn't help laughing and said, "Hehe, in this way, your place will be more like a dwelling."

He also smiled, stood up and walked towards her, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, rubbed his face against her delicate face after taking a bath for a while, and then said: "If I can live with you, I will live in a small house. Here in the United States, it would be nice to have a floor shop.”

Fang Xiao laughed again, pushed him away with his hands, then walked to the floor bunk and asked with a smile: "Ling Heng, you want me to sleep on the floor bunk, right?"

Xi Lingheng froze for a moment, and then said noncommittally: "Well, don't pick and choose. It would be nice to have a floor berth. Could it be that you still want to sleep on my bed?"

Fang Xiao immediately stuck out his tongue, while he had already taken his pajamas with a smile and turned to go to the bathroom.

Fang Xiao was afraid of the cold, so he was sleeping on the floor, so he turned up the brightness of the heater, and then lay down on the floor. As soon as he lay down, Xi Lingheng came out of the bathroom. He took a bath very quickly tonight.

"Hey, it's really sleeping on the floor," he called to her with a smile, and kicked her foot: "Go, get on the bed, the floor is mine, and you, a girl, will get cold if you sleep on the floor."

"Didn't you say it was your bed?" She gave him a blank look.

"You won't be able to get into my bed sooner or later?" He made a pun, and directly pulled her up and pushed her onto the bed.

So, she obediently lay down on his bed again. She didn't know whether it was because she was going home tomorrow to be happy or because she slept in the same room with him, but she couldn't fall asleep.

"Ling Heng, do you think we are a little like a young couple tonight?" She lay on her side and saw him sleeping on the floor.

He simply sat up, with a smile in his eyes, and said softly: "Why don't people say that marriage is the tomb of love, and this is us... Do you want to experience the taste of the tomb in advance?"

The taste of the grave?Before she could react, someone else quickly took her hand, and with a little force, she pulled her directly from the bed onto his body and lay on her stomach.

"Hello..." Fang Xiao couldn't help but let out a low cry in panic, but that was all she could do, and the rest of her words were all blocked in her throat by his mouth.

He turned over with difficulty on the narrow floor, and pressed her under him, but his mouth never left her mouth, and his rough tongue kept grabbing her lilac tongue forcefully, entangled like that all the time with.

But his hands were not idle, he had already lifted up her pajamas, and slowly climbed up the mountain where she was not wearing any cute clothes, and was covering it tremblingly.

They were both very nervous. Although they had been in love for a year, the most intimate thing was usually a deep French kiss, and there was no further move. Although many people in the University of New Jersey speculated that the two of them had already lived together.

He kissed her enough until she was trembling all over, his thin lips let go of her pink lips, slowly kissed her and moved to her earlobe, his rough tongue licked her round earlobe: "Xiaoxiao, I want you.."

He wanted her, and her heart was trembling along with her body, even though the noble lady told her she was not good enough for him a week ago and told her to leave him.