Chapter 951

Wen Qing is a slovenly person in her eyes. When she has nothing to do, she likes to buy things for him, from clothes to daily necessities.

Seeing that he was using his own shopping, he was more satisfied than ever.

Wen Qing looked at the black bathrobe in her hand, and her lips curved slightly.

In the bathroom, he stood under the shower head to wash his body. Across the thin water curtain, he saw the Jacuzzi on one side, and his face softened a little.

It's not polite for her to toss about.

Although his life is changing every day, he has no feeling of rejection.

I can see her every day when I come back, and I can receive her message every time I am bored.

From the day she opened her heart, Wen Qing felt very relaxed when she was with her. She was like a little sun.

Wen Qing walked out of the bathroom, just as Zheng Meijia took a bunch of lilies from the courier.

She put the lilies in a vase and put them on the windowsill to add a touch of light to the room.

He said with a lazy smile, "I don't know what you're doing so foolishly."

She said with a smile, "I like to decorate our home!"

Home?

Hearing the shock of Qing's heart, he pretended to be careless and said, "I'm afraid there are too many houses in your name to count. It's hard for you to take a fancy to my place."

She sprayed some water on the flowers, and said without looking back, "real estate is real estate, and the place with you in the future is my home."

“……”

He put down his strange feeling and went back to his bedroom, leaning on the head of the bed to smoke.

He had no idea of the word "home" before, and didn't know how to answer it for a moment.

Zheng Meijia soon came in, changed into a cool Nightgown, leaned on the door, and gave him a lazy and charming smile.

"Husband..."

The voice should be as loud as it can be.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Wen Qing almost didn't cough his lungs out and quickly put out the smoke, "what are you barking about?"

Zheng Meijia stepped on the catwalk, rode on him, bowed her head on his bright red thin lips, and then called, "husband ~"

just a word.

Wen Qing's slender index finger touched her forehead, pushed it out, and said with a smile, "what do you want to do?"

She blinked innocently, "nothing. I'm the only one who can call your husband. I'll try something in advance."

Smell green smile of a little evil, deliberately angry her, "you can't call."

As expected, the small gun exploded at a little bit, and the gas came up, just like a child, "I can't cry, husband! My husband... "

Wen Qing simply closed her eyes and let her chatter in her ears.

Finally, he got bored and turned over to block her mouth.

Soon, a woman's sexy and alluring gasps and low calls rang out in the bedroom.

"Husband..."

"Honey Please be gentle... "

"Damn you What he was teased by her husband was not gentle, but more fierce.

……

At the end of a war that could not be described in detail, Zheng Meijia lay on him, fingering the lines of his eight abdominal muscles.

"Wen Qing, will you accompany me home to get something the day after tomorrow?" She raised her head and winked at him two times. She could put some energy into it.

Well, it doesn't matter.

"Thank you

“……”

Then Zheng Meijia rubbed in his arms and went to sleep contentedly.

These days, she feels that the happiness of life is a little unreal, every day seems to be dreaming.

If she can, she hopes not to wake up for the rest of her life.