The glory of the king: the head belongs to you, you belong to me

Chapter 425 Release
After returning, Xiao Zhai was very happy, and kept thinking about the first game.

This feeling is really amazing, now even if Weibo is sprayed as a hornet's nest, she doesn't care, anyway, she is very happy.

"It's over, my wife seems to have become stupid."

As he spoke, he handed her a cup of hot milk, "Come on, drink some milk and go to bed early."

"Thank you my dear!" She held the cup in both hands, gulped it down, lightly licked the milk stains on her lips with the tip of her tongue, put down the cup, and lay on the sofa weakly, "What should I do? I don't feel sleepy at all, why don't you... go to bed first?"

"So energetic, huh?" The man stared at her with evil eyes, and then put his hands on both sides of her shoulders.

There was a hint of longing in his eyes, "How about I fight with you for three hundred rounds, huh?"

Her little head shook like a rattle, "No, no, let's go to sleep."

"You mean, go to the room, on the bed?"

"Sleeping isn't on the bed, is it on the floor?" She blinked while trying to push his hands away.

But his arms were like two pillars, supporting both sides stiffly, and he couldn't move.

"It's not impossible on the floor." His deep voice was sexy and provocative.

The woman frowned, realizing that this matter was not simple.

She pursed her lips, "Why do I hear that there is something in your words? It's a strange feeling. Excuse me, sir, are you talking about simply going to sleep? Or are you thinking about other... unserious things in your head?"

"Whatever you are thinking, I am thinking about it." As he said that, he bent down and gently lifted her chin with his fingers, "Wife, do you think we have a good understanding?"

"Lingxi, you're big!"

She pushed his hand away and slipped directly under his arms.

Just as she climbed out, her ankle was grabbed, and he controlled her legs with one hand, making her unable to move.

And the free hands groped towards her body bit by bit, all the way to her knees.

"Don't, I'm ticklish, please let me go and let me rest for a night? My body can't bear to sit for this kind of strenuous exercise every day." She clasped her hands together, looked at him with pitiful eyes, bitterly beg for mercy.

His body gradually came closer, and his lips were close to her ear, "This kind of exercise can lose weight, really, after we exercised last night, I think you have lost some weight today, if you don't believe me, touch your belly, Is it flat?"

She dubiously reached out to touch her lower abdomen, a little surprised, "It seems to be."

"Do you want to be thinner?" He asked bewitchingly.

She nodded obediently.

Very well, successfully lured her into the trap.

He lowered his head, bit her collar with his teeth, and gently peeled it off. She swallowed the taste slightly in her throat, and her chest rose and fell with her breath, touching his lips and teeth, and she clutched the sofa tightly with both hands. sides.

The hot air on her skin was unbearable.

"The curtains haven't been drawn yet..." she reminded in a low voice.

He didn't stop, but reached out and fumbled for the remote control on the table, and pressed it.

The curtains were slowly closed, and the light in the room also became very dark, shining on the carcass, and the moving reflection was faintly visible, sometimes intensely, sometimes slowly, in a gradual cycle, until the back was like a wild horse galloping, completely released instinct.

(End of this chapter)