Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 170 A Man With a Special Hobby
Wei Xuan's people continued to search for the whereabouts of the two Burmese people abroad, while Song Shiwen continued to be guarded by the border troops. Because Wei Xuan's uncle had greeted him, he was not embarrassed.

Song Zhiwei went home first, changed her clothes before going to work, and Wei Xuan also went back to work.

"You should go home tonight." Before getting out of the car, Song Zhiwei said to Wei Xuan, "Otherwise, your mother will rush to my house to ask the teacher."

Although she still wanted to see him at night, Song Zhiwei didn't really intend to "fight to the death" with Lin Qiong, so she had to leave some room.

Wei Xuan nodded, "I'll call you tonight."

He pinched her head and asked for a parting kiss.

The long tongue pried open her white teeth, aggressively attacking the city in her mouth.

However, his kiss was a little bit more intense, pulling the wound on the corner of Song Zhiwei's mouth. She let out a cry of pain, pushed him away, and complained: "My mouth hurts."

The man's rough fingertips stroked the obvious blood scab on the small cherry mouth, feeling a little distressed, "It's too small."

Song Zhiwei was stunned, and then realized that he was saying that her mouth was too small to get hurt, so she couldn't help but retorted: "Obviously you are too big."

However, as soon as she said this, her face turned red, and she was so embarrassed that she just wanted to get out of the car immediately.

But the man pulled her into his arms, his chest trembled, and he let out a deep laugh.

what's so funny?Song Zhiwei pouted her lips, she was still a little embarrassed, but her mood improved inexplicably.

"Okay, it's time for me to go to work." Song Zhiwei pressed a kiss on his cheek and got out of the car.

After watching her enter the hospital, Wei Xuan drove away.

"Sister Wei, I heard that the male god scared the fat man to death yesterday, so he didn't dare to come to work today, did you?" As soon as she entered the door, Song Zhiwei was held back by Xue Qian, chattering about what happened yesterday.

However, the sharp-eyed Xue Qian immediately noticed the scar on the corner of Song Zhiwei's mouth, and couldn't help asking: "Sister Wei, why is your mouth hurt? Could it be because you fought with the male god? No wonder you are late again today."

Song Zhiwei expressed admiration for her rich associative power, rolled her eyes, and replied: "If you want to hit him, I will hit him. How could he do it to me?"

"Wow, you are so aggressive, I have to mention it to my brother Bing." Xue Qian gave her a thumbs up.

"What, are you guys going to fight?" Song Zhiwei asked casually as she was walking towards the lounge.

Xue Qian followed her, "Of course it's not a real fight, it's just for fun sometimes."

Walking into the lounge, Song Zhiwei looked back at Xue Qian strangely: "Playing? On the bed?"

"Hey, sure enough, if you have a boyfriend, you will become an 'old driver' in seconds." Xue Qian teased with a smile.

Song Zhiwei suddenly felt that her walking posture was not quite right, so she asked, "You didn't go to work yesterday because you were with your brother Bing?"

"No, the day before yesterday." Xue Qian shook her head.

"Then why are your legs still not close together?" Song Zhiwei is indeed much bolder than before, but she was more casual when talking to Xue Qian.

Xue Qian smiled awkwardly, "It still hurts."

Song Zhiwei was taken aback, and asked, "In there?"

Fortunately, everyone was working at this time, and no one passed by here.

Xue Qian nodded.

Song Zhiwei was a little puzzled, "Haven't you all done it many times, why does it still hurt?"

Song Zhiwei was not only surprised, but also a little curious, because she and Wei Xuan would do that kind of thing sooner or later, so they wanted to know what the situation would be.

Xue Qian's expression suddenly became a little strange, as if she didn't want to say anything.

But she finally said the reason: "He was a bit rude on the bed. It was okay at the beginning. I don't know if it is because of the pressure of work these few times. He likes exciting and intense things, which makes me a little unbearable."

Song Zhiwei frowned, "SM?"

Xue Qian nodded.

Song Zhiwei felt something was wrong, so she closed the door and asked Xue Qian to take off her clothes.

"Sister Wei, no need, that kind of thing is done between couples, there is nothing to make a fuss about." Xue Qian refused to take it off.

Song Zhiwei insisted, because she knew that Xue Qian was also more open-minded about bed matters, so it was definitely not normal for Xue Qian to rest at home for a day in pain.

Under her coercion, Xue Qian had no choice but to take off her coat. When Song Zhiwei saw the welt marks on her back and the redness and swelling that had obviously been burned, she immediately became angry: "Is he a pervert!"

Even her back looked like this, let alone other parts. Song Zhiwei could imagine how much pain Xue Qian would feel when she was "abused" by that Xie Yi.

"Sister Wei, keep your voice down." Xue Qian hurriedly made a silent movement, reminding her not to let others hear.

Song Zhiwei suppressed her anger, lowered her volume, and asked, "I don't think the scar on your back was done at one time. How long has he been doing this to you?"

"It's not long, it's only been half a month." Xue Qian also tried to find an excuse for Xie Yi, "Maybe the men in the army are not gentle, after all, they have to deal with the elders all day long, so their tastes are a bit heavy."

"It's not gentle, but it's not sexual abuse." Song Zhiwei asked angrily, "Did you tell him that you don't like this?"

Xue Qian nodded slowly, "He said I just got used to it."

Song Zhiwei has the urge to hit someone at this moment. No wonder this kind of cheap man opened a room when they met for the first time. The purpose is really just to find a "****".

She reminded Xue Qian: "He obviously regards you as a free bed partner, this kind of man, don't worry about it."

"We have feelings." Xue Qian explained eagerly, "He also said that he likes me very much."

Song Zhiwei asked, "How many days do you meet?"

"Let's meet once every five or six days."

"Should we just eat and have a room when we meet?" She asked again.

"Occasionally, I watch movies." Xue Qian waved her hand and said, "Sister Wei, you think too darkly."

She is dark?Song Zhiwei endured it for a while, and continued to ask: "Did he pay for the meals and the room?"

"At the beginning, he said that he had run out of wages, so sometimes I would pay." Xue Qian replied.

"Then we've known each other for so long, has he bought you any presents?" Song Zhiwei already guessed the answer.

Sure enough, Xue Qian shook her head, "He is not a romantic person."

Song Zhiwei really wanted to wake Xue Qian up, "Such a stingy and perverted man, are you still a treasure? Qianqian, when did you become so stupid?"

Xue Qian was a little unhappy, and retorted: "Sister Wei, I don't like it when you say that. Not every man has money. His salary is not high. How can you say he is stingy."

(End of this chapter)