However, the sister-in-law was still polite: "San Shao wants you to support you, so you can, otherwise I will be ashamed of San Shao's salary. Miss Yan, you should go to rest, there is still a long time, waiting for you to recover , How many small dishes can I cook for San Shao in a lifetime..."

This is really nice to say.

She is leisurely, all her life.

That's right, how many side dishes do you have to cook for a picky guy in a lifetime?There is no rush.

He tiptoed back to bed.

Eat and drink enough, warm, just in time to sleep back into the cage.

As soon as she lay down, someone probably sensed the emptiness around her when she turned over, and hugged her as soon as she stretched out her hand, but when she hugged her pajamas, she felt a little uncomfortable, and instinctively stretched her hand inside until she hugged her. Only then did "meat" breathe evenly and fall into a deep sleep...

When I woke up, it was almost dusk.

Wang Donglin had never slept for such a long time, and he opened his eyes in disbelief.But also refreshed, sweeping away the fatigue and anxiety that had lasted for many days.

In a blink of an eye, he laughed dumbly: but he saw the person in his arms pillowing him, a trace of saliva on the corner of his mouth stained his hair, his long eyelashes remained motionless, and he was sleeping soundly.

What a sleepy god.

Because she was covered with a quilt, she was very hot, her cheeks were flushed, her lips were flushed, and even the snow-white thighs on her body were showing a faint pink color.

The body that just woke up was full of energy and ready to move.

He picked him up in one go.

She sat in his arms, her eyes still closed.

He put her hands on the back of his neck amusedly, and she still closed her eyes softly.

Suddenly, punch.

Pretend to sleep, I tell you to pretend to sleep.

She trembled, giggled, hugged his neck tightly, and yelled: "Big man, are you going to throw me off?"

"Fool, I told you to pretend to be asleep, do you still pretend?"

She smiled and begged for mercy: "Don't dare, never dare again."

"Will you serve me well?"

"The little one must take good care of the uncle..."

"How to serve?"

"The little leather whip is drawn..."

He laughed out loud and fell down on the bed.

She suddenly rushed forward and pressed him hard: "Now you are screaming, even if your throat is broken, no one will come to save you...Hmph..."

"Help, help..."

With a sharp voice, someone immediately yelled, "Forgive me... Please..."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Please hurry up and strengthen me... Hurry up, I can't wait..."

Like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, she pounced on him and rode hard.

He nearly died laughing.

She ignored him at all, and began to exercise vigorously in one go.

He couldn't laugh anymore... The big hand slowly brushed over the silky white thigh, and when it touched the bruise, she screamed slightly, but didn't take it seriously, he immediately noticed it.

The extremely gentle touch was in perfect contrast to her wild destruction.

At that moment, she suddenly became like a queen, proud and arrogant, hey, this "medicine dregs" is really good, especially at the critical moment, he suddenly exerted strength, like a brilliant mentor, unreservedly mastering the peerless magical skills taught to their students.

That's right, she is his student—he created it by himself—just like his extreme bad taste, he likes the way she sits in his arms with a book in her hands...Unexpectedly, she doesn't hold a book now, and still can be even crazier...

After a long time, he was finally exhausted and completely paralyzed.

She was completely a puddle of water, lying on his arms, she didn't even have the strength to laugh.

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