Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

Finally, when the two lips touched, and the man's tongue lingered into her lips and into her jaw, Mou Jing couldn't pretend anymore.

She twisted her head awkwardly, "Mr. Wen, just now your wife said that two people will cover each quilt in the future."

Hearing the woman's answer, the man smiled lowly and pinched the woman's face.

"Squatting for such a long time, more than an hour, I thought your little >

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When I woke up the next day, it was very different from the cold touch when I was alone, and there was a warm source beside me>

Although the two were not hugging each other, his body temperature passed through the quilt and rolled towards her, showing a little warmth.

At this time, his face lost the alienation or indifference of the day, and added a bit of gentleness.

Once upon a time, she couldn't imagine that when she woke up one day, there would be such an extraordinary man lying beside her.

The two were very close to each other, and the quilt that had been covered all night was also stained with the familiar fragrance of the man, rushing into the nostrils, as if something was gradually fainting in the bottom of my heart, warm and faint.

A pair of crescent moons suddenly crashed into the eyes, Qin Jing's ears felt a little hot, and he looked to the side, "Hehe, Mr. Wen, you got up so early!"

"It's not early. I'm waiting for my wife to get up."

The man's already magnetic voice is even more attractive at this time, with the haze of just waking up, just hearing the voice makes people unable to be tempted.

His face became slightly hot, spreading from the base of his ears to his cheeks on both sides. Does it mean that he woke up very early...

OMG...

She was still a nympho just now, watching him for so long...

When Qin Jing was still in a daze, the man had already stood up and got out of bed.

The pure white pajamas were a little baggy after sleeping all night, coupled with the man's little confusion when he just woke up, the quilt still had his unique warm breath.

After a while, there was the sound of splashing water from the bathroom. He had the habit of taking a shower in the morning, and she just hugged the quilt and fell into a daze again...

Not long after, a lure>

The man is only wearing a smoky gray flat>

Her mood, which had finally calmed down, began to fluctuate again.

The familiar scent of a man came from the nose again. I couldn't tell what it was like, but at this moment, it smelled unusually reassuring.

This man, it seems that as long as he stands here, he has the feeling that everything belongs to him. [

She used the bathroom last night, and there was no perfume on it, her eyes circled around, and she didn't find any traces of bottles or jars.

She always thought that the fresh scent she smelled on his body was the accumulation of those expensive cosmetics, but now that she thought about it, it was just the fresh scent after bathing.

"Mr. Wen, I like watermelon-flavored shower gel!"

I was stunned, this idea had just been born, but I said it charmingly.

She lowered her head a little shyly. As soon as she said this, it seemed that she wanted to imprint her own brand on the man, which made her a little at a loss.

This is obviously beyond the norm. The two boarded>

Just now, she went so far that she even asked him what kind of shower gel he used...