Chapter 756

Ji Zhengting took her over and sat on her lap, "you wipe these things on your body. When I kiss you, will I eat them all?"

“……” Song Qingcheng was stunned, and then burst out laughing. She thinks Mr. Ji is more and more lovely now. Holding his face, she says, "Mr. Ji, are you influenced by your son, and now you want to change the lovely route?"

"Mr. Ji is a versatile type." He's serious.

"Still changing?" He thought he was the monkey king?

No!

The monkey king is only 72 changes. He is more powerful than the monkey king.

"Outside is the cold type, home is the gentle type, with children is lovely type, with his wife is stuffy - Sao type." He stuck it in her neck socket and kissed it along her neck

Song Qingcheng only felt itchy in his neck and shrunk, "you are still stuffy - Sao type. I think you are very aboveboard."

Mr. Ji takes out his magic smile, grabs her lip and kisses her.

Song Qingcheng knew that he had been holding on for a long time. Finally survived three months of danger, the result of a lingering, her body became delicate, actually out of blood. But Mr. Ji was terrified. Since then, Mr. Ji had a shadow in his heart. Even if he felt uncomfortable, he didn't dare to do it again.

It's about a month since the bleeding. It seems that Mr. Ji is going to go out and try again tonight?

Song Qingcheng cooperated with him and didn't want to leave a shadow in his heart. She doesn't want to suffocate her husband. After all, she has decades to live.

And last time it was an accident.

After that, she specially consulted experts and found that everyone's physical reactions are different. Bleeding does not mean fetal blood, or it may be that Yin has not been rubbed for a long time, so she can't bear that great force all of a sudden, and it's normal to cause bleeding.

Ji Zhengting's breathing became heavier and heavier, but he suddenly stopped. Song Qingcheng was enjoying the pleasure he gave him. He suddenly stopped, making it as if he had suddenly fallen from the cloud.

Her confused eyes looked at him with puzzled eyes.

"Don't use your eyes to hook me." The man gasped.

"It's just that you've made it good, isn't it?" Song Qingcheng complained. Make her proud and confused, and in turn blame her for seducing him. Who is that!

Mr. Ji is very proud of the smile, "Mrs. Ji is now more and more sensitive, casually touched on the fascinating."

"Mr. Ji, are you sure it's just a casual touch?" Song Qingcheng admitted that his body has always been very sensitive to him, but just so clearly away from home, OK?

However, for Mr. Ji, who is full of tricks in some aspects, it may only be considered reserved enough just now.

"Mrs. Ji, what do you want to learn?" The mouth says so, the hand has already made directly.

Song Qingcheng can't help but snort, with a layer of emotion - the eyes of the tide, lax looking at the man, when he looks at the bad eyes, she is still shameful don't open face.

Two people are in full swing on the sofa. Under the temptation of song Qingcheng, Mr. Ji finally couldn't bear it. He picked up the charming Mrs. Ji and went directly to bed.

In the passion and fanaticism, while giving her happiness, he did not forget to be careful.

"Bang bang -"

the room is full of fire, but the door is suddenly knocked.

It's hard for Mr. Ji to stop for a while. He just wants to know, who is so illiterate?

Of course, in addition to naughty little bun, who else?

"Daddy, Mommy, what are you doing?" The voice of the bun came.

Whatever you do, whatever you do?!

Song Qingcheng is a little sober in love, "Ji Zhengting, the child is outside."

"Don't care about him!" He doesn't have time to manage himself now. He doesn't have time to manage the troublemakers.

"No Well... " What else did song Qingcheng want to say? As a result, he just opened his mouth and his words were out of tune.

"Daddy, Mommy, if you don't talk, I'll come in." The voice of the bun came again.

Mr. Ji has a black face. "I've never seen a son so unintelligent as you." No one paid any attention to him, and he was still waiting. If it were him, he would have been an interesting person for a long time.

"What is my illiterate son? Isn't he yours?" Song Qingcheng complains in a breathless voice, and then he still feels not satisfied, "and he was not like this before. Since he contacted some people, he has become more and more unintelligent."

The implication is to learn from some people.

"Your husband is not smart?" Mr. Ji has threatened with action.

"Without you..." Song Qingcheng complained.

"Don't move!" Ji Zhengting slapped her on the hip.

"Mr. Ji, this is violence."

"Well, Mrs. Ji likes this kind of violence."

"I don't like it." Don't admit it even if you like it!"I don't like it?" Continue to accelerate.

"Well..."

"Like it or not?" Man's wild voice, can't say how sexy.

“…… I like... "

……

Half an hour later, Mr. Ji had enough to eat and drink, took a bath, and came out of the room fresh and fresh. As soon as xiaobaozi came up from the downstairs, he was ready to go back to his room to sleep. As a result, he ran into song's father.

Xiaobaozi said that he was very angry. He put his hands in his pajamas pocket, straightened up his chest and walked past Mr. Ji. When he passed by, he deliberately "hummed" to express his dissatisfaction.

Mr. Ji can't tell how funny it is when he looks at the bun. He reached over and brought the bun back. Xiaobaozi failed to play cool, and he was even more embarrassed and annoyed. "Song Dabi, I'm in a bad mood now. Please don't continue to make me angry, or the consequences will be very serious."

"Well, what's the consequence?"

"You put me down first." Xiaobaozi's two fat legs were waving in the air.

Mr. Ji put down his son.

After the steamed stuffed bun landed, he immediately felt safe. He stepped back and stayed away from the dangerous song dad. "Why did dad just lock the door? Are you bullying my mommy again? "

"Your father is the man who bullies women in your mind?" Mr. Ji said he was hit hard.

Baozi thought for a moment, "but I just heard my mom humming."

"Your mother was singing."

"Singing again?"

Mr. Ji glared at his son.

What is singing again The last time he sang was a month ago. He forgot the days of the last time he sang. He just had to stop singing a song before he heard enough of it. How did they get here? They seem to sing every day.

"What did you just come up for?" You're not just here to eavesdrop on the singing, are you?

"Grandma asked me to come up." When he said this, Baozi was very proud. With Grandma as the backing, daddy is not sure what to do with him.