Chapter 802

Ling Qingyu snorted twice, leaned against his arms, held his hand, and his anger faded. "However, today, the therapist just said that if you want to have a baby by yourself, you can't be too fat. If you are too fat, it's difficult to have a baby by yourself. Generally, you have to have a broken abdomen, but if you have a broken abdomen, you can only have a baby twice at most."

Uh! Shadow thirteen's hands froze and said, "really?"

"Well, I asked my classmates who had children, and they all said so." Ling Qingyu said with a sad face. Not only that, they also said that the older a woman is, the more dangerous it is to have children. She is not young now. If they want to have one for each of them, it will take twelve years

Twelve years... Even if she doesn't care about becoming a sow that gives birth every year, has no body and no entertainment, she may not be able to give birth.

However, if someone else didn't, she was even more reluctant.

"Cough!" Ying shisan coughed softly and said, "well, I'll walk with you later? However, Qingyu, it doesn't matter whether there are children or not. We like children and want children, just because it's your child." If you are burdened or affected by having children, I would rather not let you suffer.

As long as it's yours, it's one and the treasure of all of us.

"Well, I know..." Ling Qingyu hooked his neck, pulled him down, gently kissed his lips, and whispered, "but I want to have thirteen children, smart and beautiful children like thirteen one, I want."

Shadow thirteen hugged her tightly and deepened her kiss. The two hugged and kissed each other until the corners of their mouths were numb. Shadow thirteen glanced around at the corners of his eyes and whispered with a smile, "in broad daylight, there are people outside."

Her hands suddenly froze. Ling Qingyu secretly looked at the tourists who were talking and laughing into the yard from the arms of Ying shisan. She immediately sat up straight and looked at the roses in full bloom in the yard with a serious face. But her face was flushed, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were so meaningful. Instead, the young tourist who just came in glanced at her sideways, and then her face showed an ambiguous smile.

Ling Qingyu glanced at the smile from the corner of her eyes, and was a little strange in her heart. She heard Ying shisan cough beside her, and the palm of her hand moved slightly.

She remembered that she was sitting straight and looked very serious, but as soon as she left, there was no cover, but her hand was placed in the place of shadow 13.

The sun was extraordinarily bright, straight down, and shadow thirteen was in white and black pants. His slender body was as straight as a bamboo, which was very eye-catching.

That hand has become the most abrupt existence.

Ling Qingyu's face was petrified into stone. In shock, he also forgot to take his hand away. Instead, he scratched on it. Hearing the cool sound of shadow 13 in his ear, he pretended not to care. He was cheeky and moved gracefully and naturally. He took his hand away and bounced on his clothes. There was no silver 300 Liang here: "look at you, why is this clothes dirty? I'll brush it for you ~"

The tourist put his hand on his lips and carried over, but his back could not help shaking. He stepped faster and walked in. After two steps, he turned around and rushed out. After a while, he led a woman in.

"What are you doing? I want to buy that skirt!" The woman frowned and cried.

"The skirt will be bought later. You can't run. Take a rest. Look at how beautiful the yard is. The weather is so good and the flowers are blooming so well." the young tourist grabbed the shopkeeper and whispered mysteriously, "is there a room? An hour room?"

"What do you want, you stinky boy?" The young man who came in with him laughed.

The young tourist glanced at the woman and said, "wife, don't listen to them. They are jealous of us! I said boss, is there a room?"

The shopkeeper smiled kindly and said, "yes, come with me."

Despite the laughter of the colleagues, although the woman's face was red, she waved her fist at those people and took the young man's hand and followed the boss in.

Ling Qingyu looked at the two people's figures in a numb way, and unconsciously felt some intention, glancing sideways at shadow thirteen.

Ying shisan was also a little stunned. Seeing her eyes slipping over, she held her fist to her lips to stop the continuous cough. With a smile, she called the shopkeeper who was passing by and asked, "shopkeeper, is there a room available?"

Unexpectedly, he really made a noise. Ling Qingyu's heart picked up, and his hand fell down again. It was so immortal that it fell in that place again.

Shadow thirteen took a breath and hurriedly pulled her to stand up.

"Yes, yes!" The shopkeeper laughed and turned around.

Young people nowadays~~~

Youth is so good!

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The room given by the shopkeeper is on the corner of the third floor. It is a small semi attic room. A skylight is opened on the sloping roof. Under the window is an iron frame bed that occupies most of the room area. The sunlight pours down, leaving a faint golden yellow on the snow-white sheet, making the rose flower placed on the pillow more charming.

auzw. Com "just this one, OK?" Standing at the door, the shopkeeper asked with an ambiguous and kind smile.

Seeing the two people a little surprised, the shopkeeper said kindly, "we have other special rooms. Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Just this one, this one is good." Ying Shishi hurriedly took out his wallet, took out 200 yuan and handed it to the shopkeeper: "check out later."

The smile on the shopkeeper's face became stronger. When they went in, they retreated out with the corners of their eyes, and also took the door to them.

Ying shisan has been holding Ling Qingyu's waist in his hand, covering the place where the boss has a bag with their bodies stuck together, but looking at the shop owner's smile, it seems that it hasn't been covered

And... I think that young man just rushed out and saw it

Fortunately, Shuhe here is a paradise for lovers. There are many young people like them before. Such things are just common... Looking at the layout of the room

It's very romantic

As soon as the door was closed, Ying shisan rolled her on the bed and kissed her lips with flames impatiently. While kissing, she hurriedly took off her clothes.

What's wrong here is that the clothes are troublesome, the temperature is not low, he is wearing a shirt today, and he doesn't bring a change of clothes. It's impossible to tear it directly. The injury on his hand still affects his dexterity. After tossing for a minute, the button is only half untied

"Shhh! Don't be so anxious ~" seeing his hurried appearance, Ling Qingyu smiled and bent his eyebrows, pressed his hand down, sat up, and said with a smile, "you're not well, today, let my concubine serve my husband ~"

The shadow is calm, but never in such a hurry~~

Sure enough, can the environment and climate affect people? In Shuhe, where the air is pink, even shadow thirteen can't jump~~

Just hearing her husband's words, Ying shisan's body seemed to burn up. She raised her hand and gently stroked her cheek. The scab of the palm wound rubbed on the soft skin, making Ling Qingyu smile.

Holding his hand and printing a kiss in the palm, Ling Qingyu slightly raised his body, slowly moved a few times, picked up his tone, and said leisurely, "then, how does my husband want my concubine to serve?"

Shadow thirteen unconsciously gave out a long moan, and her body trembled slightly. She whispered her name: "Qingyu... Qingyu..."

"Huh...?" Ling Qingyu picked up his tail, untied his clothes button with one hand, lowered his head and gently held his Adam's apple. He felt his body jerk up, and his head tilted back. The sexy and lovely Adam's apple seemed to be sent into her lips.

His skin is tight, smooth and tender. His skin color is white with a light wheat color. The flesh pink scar marks deep and shallow marks on his body, with a strange beauty. The dent left by the original injury on the delicate clavicle has disappeared, making the clavicle restore its original beautiful and sexy radian.

His hand stopped on the clavicle, and Ling Qingyu's eyes suddenly deepened.

Shadow thirteen's eyes drooped. Looking at her hand, a layer of water light floated in her eyes, and the corners of her lips recalled her softness. She whispered, "what a pity, it disappeared there."

I still remember that at that time, she liked to kiss his wound very much. It was as gentle as water, which made his heart tremble, and made him feel that the other side was also injured.

Ling Qingyu smiled at the corner of his eye, leaned over and printed a kiss in the bone socket. After a deep, devout kiss, his lips kissed the afternoon along the muscle lines of his collarbone and sternum abdomen.

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The skylight was open, and the voice of the people in the yard also floated in with the wind. In the afternoon, more passengers came to stay. The people who strolled around the yard to bask in the sun and drink tea, the fine voice, cheerful laughter and elegant music, came in with the sun and the wind.

Ling Qingyu stopped eating happily, looked up and saw that the corners of Ying thirteen's lips had been bitten with blood stains. After listening to the increasingly lively laughter below, his fingers covered the corners of his lips, his face was charming with a smile, and his voice was seduced with a smile: "shout out, thirteen, don't be afraid to be heard, I want to hear you shout out ~"

Shadow thirteen shook his head, a pair of starry eyes overflowed with water, and whispered, "plug my mouth, Qingyu..."

After listening to the voices outside, Ling Qingyu tilted her head slightly and thought naively for a moment.

"Ah... Qingyu... Hurry... Plug my mouth..." Ying shisan couldn't help but cry again, and fiercely bit his lips, looking at her with pleading and whispering.

He is not afraid of being laughed at by others below, but he is afraid of being laughed at by others

With a slight smile, Ling Qingyu leaned over and blocked his mouth with his lips.

"Woo... Qingyu... Ah..." a high cry was blocked in their mouths. The air flow bypassed their twisted tongues and overflowed from the corners of their lips, leaving only a charming aftertaste.

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