Chapter 550

Ji Qianchen's words whirled in Ling Xiaohan's mind.

Every time he was angry to death, he could not help crying and laughing.

Give her two punches. Is he willing?

Hit her twice. Is he still a man?

Catch Ling Xiao's casual smile on the corner of his mouth, Ji Qianchen excitedly points to him, "smile, don't you get angry?"

Lingxiao cold tight thin lips, did not speak, steering wheel, from the road to the roadside.

Brake -

applied the brake.

Ji Qianchen's face is muddled. How can he stop again.

At the next moment, her shoulders were held by Ling Xiao's wide hands, and her body was hooked into his side.

Ling Xiaohan bent over and pecked at her lips.

"Well..."

The sudden kiss caught Ji Qianchen off guard.

She stared at her big eyes and her hands fell on both sides of her body.

The touch between lips is so clear, so familiar.

The pretty face close at hand magnifies infinitely in her pupil.

A handsome face, a handsome husband.

Ji Qianchen's eyelashes flashed, taking a panoramic view of this handsome face.

Later, she took the initiative, picked off her lips mischievously, and her soft tongue went deep.

Aware of her initiative, Ling Xiaohan can't help but miss her impulse.

Entwine her lips and tongue, wanton indulgence.

In the street at night, the traffic is sparse, and the yellow street lamp on the top of the head pours a ray of light into the car.

The kiss in the car caused the temperature to rise.

Ling Xiaohan's big palm is swimming on her back, sensing the scalding temperature across the clothing.

In fact, he didn't want to have a cold war with her for a long time.

Every time there is a contradiction, it hurts her heart, and even his heart.

As long as she stays with him, what else can he ask for.

If it goes on like this, it will only give a chance to those who want to take advantage of it.

He is not a fool.

What's more, the woman in my arms is so lovely and moving.

After a long kiss.

Ji Qianchen's face was red, and his breath was panting in Ling Xiao's cold chest.

The lip is slightly swollen and exudes a seductive luster.

Ling Xiaohan hasn't kissed enough, but he has to let her go.

"Sit tight. I'm going to race."

Ling Xiaohan sits on his body, covers the steering wheel again and starts the car.

"What kind of car do you drive at night?"

Ji Qianchen grabbed the seat belt in advance.

Whoosh -

the car turned into a gust of wind and drove on the road at night.

Drive to yunjingwan at the fastest speed.

Ji Qianchen is a group, not very able to understand the practice of Ling Xiaohan at this time.

Is it the foot too excited to stop the accelerator?

Five minutes later, the car arrived at Lingjia villa.

Ling Xiaohan put out the fire, loosened his seat belt and got off the car. Then he went to Ji Qianchen's side, opened the door and took her down.

Ji Qianchen really can't imagine such a good treatment.

"Ling Xiaohan, you forgive me, don't you?"

"Forgive you. It's going to be over tonight. Watch your performance."

"What?" Ji Qianchen's eyes widened, shaking uneasily in his arms.

"Do well tonight."

Ling Xiaohan does not laugh, holding her into the room.

Go straight upstairs.

Ignored everyone in the villa.

On the second floor, open the bedroom door, Ling Xiaohan directly anti lock.

Then I went into the bathroom with Ji Qianchen in my arms.

After entering the bathroom, Ji Qianchen is placed on the washing table. Ling Xiaohan holds her chin in one hand and kisses her lips again.

The other hand, reaching behind her, rips the zipper off her dress.

A chill came, Ji Qianchen exclaimed, his whole body bristling.

How cold!

Ling Xiaohan seems to be aware of her cold. He takes her down from the washing table, but he never leaves her lips.

Transfer to the bathtub, two people lie in together, turn on the hot water tap.

As you drain the water, continue with the next thing.

Ji Qianchen is extremely cooperative this time. Two people are transferred back to the bathroom at the end of the bathtub.

Ling Xiaohan is like an indefatigable wolf, again and again.

Ji Qianchen is tired and aching. He lies on the bed and lets him continue to behave recklessly.

It was not until the latter half of the night that the indulgence ended.

Ji Qianchen is like a soft red shrimp lying on his stomach. He pours it into Ling Xiao's cold arms. "Is it good enough tonight?"

Ling Xiaohan put out his hand around her waist, turned sideways, and lowered his head to kiss her forehead."Don't do anything to chill me in the future."

Ling Xiaohan whispers a serious warning.

"No more."

"Well, if we can't, we'll deal with it according to the family rules." Ling Xiaohan leaned against the head of the bed, looked out of the window thoughtfully, and pinched her cheek gently with one hand.

Family rules -

hearing the word Ji Qianchen was horrified.

It seems that the rules have not been used for a long time, but these contents are still fresh in her memory.

"Hello, should this rule be abolished?"

"Why?"

"It's an unequal family rule. If you do, I don't believe you won't make me angry." Ji Qianchen lies in his arms and feels the temperature coming from his chest.

"Then you can use these rules to deal with me, as you like." Ling Xiaohan said seriously.

Ji Qianchen immediately turned over from the bed and sat up, "the beauty you want, let me punish you with these, it's not that I suffer from the loss, the person who was eaten is still me, so I won't do the loss business."

"Oh, you think it's a loss to be eaten by your husband?" Ling Xiaohan also turned over, and there was a dangerous red light in his eyes.

"No loss, no loss. I made a lot of money. I made a son."

Ji Qianchen immediately changed his mind.

If she doesn't change her tongue, she always feels like she's going to be eaten.

"Well, since it's not a loss, I'll come a few more times."

Ling Xiao was bullying her and kissed her earlobe.

"Wow, you're still here. Aren't you tired? I'm tired. I'm going to sleep. "

Ji Qianchen pushes her away, turns around and climbs to the other side of the bed.

A long hand, hooked up, grabbed her waist, dragged her back, was hard pressed.

"It's me who moves, not you. You can sleep."

"How can I sleep when you drag me to do such a thing?" Ji Qianchen really wants to spit on his face.

I knew I would never make up with him. Once I made up, her old waist would suffer.

"You don't have a precedent like this."

Ling Xiaohan said that, has entered mercilessly.

Ji Qianchen can only let him continue wantonly.

The next day.

When Ji Qianchen turned over to get up, his legs were soft and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Ling Xiaohan hugged her in time from behind. "I can't get out of bed. Don't get out today."

"Ling Xiaohan, you girl, don't touch me again in a month. I'm fed up with it."

Ji Qianchen bites his teeth and climbs back to bed with discomfort.

"Up to one week." Ling Xiaohan said forcefully, and covered the quilt for her.

"Half a month." Ji Qianchen retreats and asks for the second place.

"Three days."

"Seven days."

"Continue tomorrow." Ling Xiaohan goes too far.

Ji Qianchen gets up with a pillow and covers the cold face of the owl directly, "too much!"

Ling Xiaohan calmly manages his disordered hair style and adds, "if you are such a domestic violence to your husband, I have to clean you up at night."