"Can you control your wife?" Lu Jin slammed the door open and walked into his son's study.
"What's the matter?" Lu Yi raised his face and put his pen and writing aside. "What's wrong with my wife, she's fine."
"Are you okay?" Lu Jin now really wants to smoke this kid, just grow up, can't fight.
"Your wife abducted my wife, did you say it was okay?"
Lu Jin put his hand on the table hard, his voice almost biting, "Every day I wear a trick to show it out, what are you doing?"
"What didn't you do?" Lu Yi took her notebook again. "Huahuan took her mother to take care of it. The woman will be well after doing it. Didn't you find it?" Lu Yi looked up again. Lu Jin glanced, "Dad, it's impossible, you are already old, so you don't have that idea?"
Lu Jin suddenly felt his old face burn, he extended his fingers and landed, and then threw his hands **** the table, and then asked awkwardly: "Is it really so magical?"
"You didn't realize it?"
Lu Yi asked back and landed. This was told to him by Yan Huan. She felt that Ye Shuyun was not very young, but the woman at this age really had no enthusiasm for me in that respect, but men are different, men still have This is the idea.
Therefore, Yan Huan took Ye Shuyun to the club where the woman’s body was conditioned. The membership fee was very expensive, but they didn’t care anymore. After conditioning for a month or so, Ye Shuyun was surprised to find that he was back after a few years. And there seems to be some impulse in the aspect.
These are all women in their 50s, and they are here again. This is what surprised Ye Shuyun. Of course, Lu Jin could not have tasted the sweetness.
Women understand women, and men also understand men.
"Then you let Yan Huan Duo take your mother a few times.
Lu Jin stood up and coughed a bit. It’s a bit embarrassing to talk about this with his son. This person doesn’t want to serve the old. Of course he is the same. In fact, he is not in his 50s, but he is still very young. As long as he is willing, he is a young man, and his body has always been better than men of the same year. Of course, there are also needs in that respect. Ye Shuyun is older, not after menopause. Too enthusiastic, he slowly faded away, but this time it was an accident, the two of them were young again, so recently he was also proud of the spring breeze, this feeling is not bad.
At this time, Yan Huan was doing female nursing with Ye Shuyun.
"Miss Yan is a little cold. After these treatments are done, it will be easy to conceive in the future," the beautician carefully massaged Yan Huan's lower abdomen with her fingers. This time there was nothing twice, but after a long time, Yan Huan could feel it by herself She came out, especially her dysmenorrhea in the past, and it was all painful. She died alive, and after doing this, it was quite comfortable.
Ye Shuyun is also very comfortable to enjoy, of course, there is really not the same thing, will make a woman come young to make her happy, especially since she has gone through the physiological period of nearly ten years and is coming again. This time not only made the body younger, but also her people became younger together.
She sighed, and the whole person was relaxed, and she was about to fall asleep.
And at this time the words are the same,
I just don't know why, she came to that place again.
Is this the garden?
But why was it not quite the same as the garden where she went, but he could not tell where it was different, she continued to walk forward, and then went directly to the one that was so closed...
At that moment, I didn't know what was in the door. It seemed that there was a kind of gravity pulling her past. She stepped forward step by step, but she found that the closer she was, the harder she was. It seems that there is a rope wrapped around her waist like this, she is easy to retreat, but if it is going forward, it is more difficult than step by step, step by step.
And when the rope is here, the string is almost tight.
She stopped, and then took a step back, almost without a bit of impulsiveness, but if she moved forward, it was like tearing her body, every step was hurting, every step was also It's like splitting her in half from the middle.
The more and more pain, the more pain, the more unbearable.
She is afraid of pain, she is also afraid of cold, but she doesn't know why, even if it hurts now, she still has to go there. She doesn't know why, she doesn't know anything. She just knows, she wants to go, she wants to know, what is there, why she can’t get to the finish every time, why she wants to stop here every time, why she always wants to know there Something.
What is attracting her in the end, she wants to know, she really wants to know, she really wants to know.
She stepped forward step by step, and it was also a cold sweat that seemed to hurt her. It seemed that the road ahead was no longer a road, but a sharp knife. It was the kind of sharp knife that was about to pierce her feet in a few stops.
One step, two steps, three steps...
There are still a few steps, she didn't know, she just walked forward indifferently, only with her own tone, her own persistence, almost all of them are the persistence that overwhelmed her.
She still wants to know.
When she finally came to the door, she could not lift any strength, what she could feel was that there was almost sweat all over her body, and she reached out and put it on Over the doorknob.
Her palms were wet, her fingers were trembling, and the back of her hands hurt.
Gently, she twisted the door, and the moment the door opened, she hadn't entered yet, but she suddenly opened her eyes.
"Huanhuan, what's the matter with you?" Ye Shuyun asked Yanhuan worriedly, how could he sleep well in a nightmare, or sweating all over, if the beautician on the side had more work experience, after pinching the people of Yanhuan She also woke up, and she had to cry in a hurry.
At this time, Yan Huan's clothes were almost soaked with sweat, and even her hair was sticking to her face on the first floor.
"Mom, I'm okay," Yan Huanqiang Yan Huan smiled, but really couldn't laugh. The service brought her a new set of clothes. When Yan Huan took it, she went to the dressing room and changed it. The mirror Inside is her pale face, she touched her face, and such a strange dream, she never told others, including Bao Luyi, yes, this is a dream, a dream, a dream Yes.
Since it is a dream, what is the difference between speaking and not speaking?