Chapter 818

"There's more to make you happy. Do you want it?"

Zheng Meijia is afraid that things will change if she drags on any longer. As soon as she bites her teeth, she pushes people down on the sofa, deliberately showing the arc of her chest. Her voice is so beautiful that she can squeeze out water.

"Well? Do you want to... "

Wen Qing swept an eye, the voice is a little hoarse way, "pad how many layers of newspaper?"

Zheng Meijia

Well, this time it's too tight!

"Cushion your head! Er... "

She instinctively scolded out a voice to fight back, and then suddenly thought of his purpose, immediately in the heart of chagrin, Yu Guang glimpsed Wen Qing's joking eyes, she directly blocked his mouth with practical action.

"Oh, is it true? You can check it yourself!"

With that, she grabbed his hand and put it on. She restored the coquettish appearance again. She blew a breath in his ear and said, "is it true?"

Ear a burst of numbness, smell green fingers curled up, looked at her, the fundus of the eye has a slight fire jump.

"You're really sick."

But I'm sick, too.

Zheng Meijia gnashed her teeth, hoping to tear the bad man with her teeth!

she was moved by the long lines of the eyeliner and the waves of his eyes. He was arched and arched in his arms. He was as angry as Landau. "Then change a question, do you want me now?"

Smell green white face floating abnormal light flush, breathing a little heavy, suddenly, he closed his eyes, do not want to look at her.

"Let's go!"

He started to drive people in a bad tone, but his body didn't move. It seemed that he was a little self abandoning, just like her posture.

Zheng Meijia knows that he is lying. Sitting on him, she can clearly feel the honesty of his body.

So she bent down and learned a little bit of what she had learned in the past half a month In his body display incisively and vividly.

It's definitely a painful and joyful torment.

At first, Zheng Meijia was the leader, but no matter how much she learned, she was just talking on paper. Coupled with limited physical strength, women were born weaker than men.

Later, she did not have the strength to pretend to go on, often want to stop, but the man does not let her go, she will leave one after another staff on his back.

I don't know how long it lasted until at last they both fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already bright.

Wen Qing took a look at the wall clock. It's twelve o'clock.

Counting the time, he slept eight hours.

I haven't slept so long for many years. Maybe I did a lot of exercise last night.

He rubbed his forehead and looked at the woman who was sleeping in his arms. His expression became a little mockery.

She is the one who takes the initiative, and she is the one who refuses to do half of it.

Wen Qing lifted the quilt, just ready to get out of bed, but this action woke up the woman in her arms.

Her eyes haven't opened yet, and her body has been habitually wrapped around his neck.

"Wen Qing..."

He gave her a push, didn't push away, "not enough?"

Zheng Meijia with a sleepy nose sounded, octopus like the whole person holding him, "you are not allowed to go."

Hearing that Qinggang was about to speak, she suddenly thought of something inexplicably, choked on her words, and looked confused.

I remember the last time they slept, he told her this was the last time. If she needed any more, she would go to the duck