Excellent beauty's personal security guard

The little girl's white neck is slender. Looking at it, people can't help but move. Watching, Yang Zhengkun unconsciously reacted. He couldn't help but stretch out his mouth and kissed Zhang Xiaomeng on the neck.

Zhang Xiaomeng turned his head shyly, stared at him and whispered, "are you still dishonest when you are ill?"

This is not a really angry expression. Yang Zhengkun can still distinguish it. As soon as he raised his hands and hugged the little girl's head, he pressed down and blocked his mouth decisively.

When the tip of his tongue skillfully pried open Zhang Xiaomeng's teeth, Zhang Xiaomeng suddenly became soft. His hands were a little overwhelmed. He couldn't find a place to put them. He didn't want to surrender. He went back to embrace Yang Zhengkun too soon, and the spoon in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. The other hand felt disorderly for a while, and somehow reached under the quilt, grabbed a hard stick loaded object, pulled it strangely, and whispered in surprise: "what, so hard, so hot, so hot, what are you doing in the quilt? Ah... "

Before he finished, he seemed to have understood what that thing was. He looked at Yang Zhengkun with a blushing face and turned his face: "you are really dead..."

Yang Zhengkun gave an uncomfortable snort, loosened his arms around her, whispered with a smile, "you're broken, and you'll be a widow in the future..."

"You said..." Zhang Xiaomeng lowered her head, clenched her small fist and hit Yang Zhengkun hard.

"Oh... Why are you so energetic? It's broken... It's really broken by you now... "Yang Zhengkun roared and leaned over.

"Hey, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me... "Seeing Yang Zhengkun with his eyes closed and his body bent, Zhang Xiaomeng felt wrong as he lay on the bed like a shrimp. Just now, it seems that you really hit that thing. Would you really break it by such a coincidence?

"Don't push me..." Yang Zhengkun said, hissing in his mouth, as if it hurt badly.

"Hey... You can't really... Really... That?" Zhang Xiaomeng didn't know what would happen, but looking at Yang Zhengkun's painful face, she was immediately flustered: "bear it first and I'll call a doctor for you..."

"What's the name of the doctor? You're not afraid of those people..." Yang Zhengkun smiled secretly in his stomach, but his face was still sad: "it's no big deal, as long as you rub it with your hand..."

"Really?" Zhang Xiaomeng looked at Yang Zhengkun in disbelief.

Yang Zhengkun nodded gently, put his mouth close to her ear and whispered, "if you don't rub it for me, you can only be a cheap little nurse..."

Zhang Xiaomeng was stunned for a moment, then turned around with a crimson face and said in a low voice, "I don't care who makes you think and see..."

"Ouch!" Yang Zhengkun reluctantly made a painful sigh. Zhang Xiaomeng couldn't help looking back, looked at Yang Zhengkun and whispered, "does it really work?"

Yang Zhengkun nodded and looked at her expectantly. Zhang Xiaomeng twisted her body and whispered, "I'm going to kill you. I'm still slow in thinking about dirty thoughts at this time..." in that case, Zhang Xiaomeng slipped to the door quickly and gently buckled the door back. Then she returned to the bed, moved a chair and sat down. She whispered, "don't peek, close your eyes!"

Then the little girl bit her teeth, lifted the thin sheet, reached out and took out the work from her crotch. She gently held it up and moved it. She didn't let Yang Zhengkun see it. She was really embarrassed to see it, so she had to twist her face to one side: "is it like this? Is that all right? "

The warmth brought by the little hand made Yang Zhengkun hum comfortably. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and drilled into the little girl's collar. With one hand, he grabbed a place with excellent elasticity, put his arm around her neck and pressed himself, whispering, "how did you get this?"

Zhang Xiaomeng closed her eyes, gasped and whispered, "I know you're not kind... What do you mean? Now there are many such scenes on film and television. Do people also inadvertently see them. Men are not good things. I'm still thinking about such things at this time... "

Yang Zhengkun scolded in a low voice: "damn TV movies... But since you know I'm deliberately bad, how can you promise..."

Zhang Xiaomeng grabbed her hand hard and shouted in such a low voice. Zhang Xiaomeng blushed with shame, burst into a laugh and said in a low voice, "I let you do it badly? I knew you were pretending... But since people have decided to be with you, they have to follow you a little... "

With Zhang Xiaomeng's words, the air in the ward gradually changed its taste. However, Yang Zhengkun knew in his heart that this could not rule out the competitive effect in Zhang Xiaomeng's heart caused by Ding Yanming's disturbance just now. The snipe and clam fight for a profit. Now they are the fisherman of deli. Otherwise, how can I get such super standard treatment from Zhang Xiaomeng?

At the thought of this, he couldn't help getting more excited.

Zhang Xiaomeng's arm was sour and numb, and her strength was gone. The lower hand could only move mechanically. The water was about to drip out of her pleading eyes. Yang Zhengkun took back the hand that made trouble between her double peaks, closed his eyes and leaned back, silently enjoying the strong stimulation brought by Zhang Xiaomeng's fingers.

On the eve of the outbreak, there was a gentle sound of footsteps at the door. Zhang Xiaomeng's little face was almost dripping out of the water. Just when he wanted to stop, he heard the man gasping slightly, gritting his teeth and speeding up a little.

At this time, there was a knock on the door! After tidying up in a panic, Zhang Xiaomeng stared at Yang Zhengkun with a satisfied face, and then went out to open the door.

"Oh, what are you doing? Why did you knock so long before you came to open the door?" The first person to appear in the ward was naturally Yang Xueying, Yang Zhengkun's mother. As soon as she entered the door, she began to complain. If it weren't for this girl and her son's strong body like a cow, how could he live in the hospital?

Although she always wanted to have grandchildren, she still blamed Zhang Xiaomeng in her heart.

Behind her, many aunts of Yang Zhengkun, including Ye Qiuyu, Zhao Xiaoting, Yuan Yiyi, Dongfang Wenjing, Michiko Ikeda, Louise Polly, Aisin Jue Luo Fudi, Huo Jiaxin and pan Feifei, were dignified and dignified.

"Xiao Kun... How are you?" Hearing the news, Louise Polly went to the front of the hospital bed and put her hand around Yang Zhengkun: "my son, are you all right, but you miss me..."

She just got off the plane and arrived in Hong Kong. When she was in the United States, Yang Zhengkun stayed with her for seven years. Emotionally, she regarded Yang Zhengkun as her own son.

Zhao Xiaoting walked at the end. Looking at Zhang Xiaomeng with a crimson face and a little nervous expression, she stretched out her hand and patted on her shoulder: "it's hard for you. Don't be afraid and don't put it in your heart. Mother Zhao looks after you!"

Her words seem to express some inner meaning. Zhang Xiaomeng was robbed by Yang Xueying just now. She was feeling a little uneasy. She was patted on her shoulder by Zhao Xiaoting. She immediately felt that her nose was sour and tears came down.

Pan Feifei suddenly raised her nose, sniffed hard and said, "what's the smell in this room?"

Yang Zhengkun felt a burst of embarrassment in his heart. When he looked at Zhang Xiaomeng again, his tears fell to half and hung on his pink cheeks. Facing Yang Zhengkun's four eyes, he stared at him bitterly, turned and ran out.

Ye Qiuyu looked at Yang Zhengkun, who was very embarrassed. He couldn't help giggling and said, "we can't stay in this room. I'm relieved to see that your boy is all right." As she spoke, she greeted the others: "I said, you really don't look at me. Let's go. We shouldn't have come if the girl Zhang is here."

Yang Xueying also changed her color, twisted Yang Zhengkun's ear, smiled and scolded: "you child, you are a patient now, do you know? Take good care of my body, and then toss around and beat you with my big ear scraper. "

"Well, you'll be satisfied." Dongfang Wenjing looked at Yang Zhengkun and giggled: "Xiao Kun, don't blame your mother for talking about you. Hi... I won't say anything, Xiaoting. Let's go, go back and prepare our new house, and do things for the children quickly. It's serious... "

"Ah? So fast? But... Our master doesn't know yet? How dare you decide for yourself without her approval? " Huo Jiaxin asked, staring at Dongfang Wenjing.

Dongfang Wenjing hummed, "hum, what's the matter? Who let him still hold the two sessions under the guise of what? We have been waiting for him for 30 years. He personally promised to retire this year... "

Fudi smiled and said, "don't listen to her boasting. She called boss long last night. Didn't I hear it?"

"Cluck, yes, I got the highest instruction. How? I feel excited when I think that our family kun'er has found a child from Zhangjia to be his daughter-in-law. They fought with Lao Zhang's family and our Lao Liu's family for most of their life. In the end, didn't they touch a spoon in a pot? Hee hee... Do you think that old guy Zhang Feng would go mad when he watched Xiao Kun and his niece enter the bridal chamber? " Dongfang Wenjing said with a smile.

Yang Xueying was so happy that she became a flower on her face. Hearing what Dongfang Wenjing said, she couldn't help humming and said, "I don't care what Xiaomeng's last name is or who's niece. I'm going to decide this daughter-in-law. Sisters, come on, let's choose a new house for the couple and decorate their bridal chamber... "

Before her voice fell, the door of the ward was pushed open with a bang. Ding Yanming came in with the hand of a middle-aged beautiful woman: "Mom, look, this is all what you did. Even aunt Yang is facing that woman now..."