Chapter 122

He kissed and whispered, "good, don't be afraid."

His voice was low and deep. With calm bewitchment, Qiao Mu's small heart floating in the air slowly returned to its original place.

Xi Muqiao pulled off the bath towel at his waist and covered himself again. Qiao Mu put his hands in front of him, blushing fiercely, and a faint pink appeared all over her, which was more beautiful on her white skin.

Qiaomu's change deeply moved his heart. He went to pull Qiaomu's hand in front of him. Qiaomu burned his face and hesitated. His voice was like a thin thread, "turn off the light!"

Simuccio looked at his wife's red face and smiled from his eyes, "OK, keep the sleep light?"

Qiao Mu dared not look at his smiling face. She turned her head to one side and nodded.

The room became dark in an instant. Ximuqiao took her into the quilt and pressed her falsely. This time, it was no longer the previous tenderness, but the sudden outbreak of the storm. Qiao Mu retreated under his strong rhythm.

He touched Qiaomu's thin back, as if there was hot blood surging in his heart. He was more and more dissatisfied. He cut Qiaomu's thin legs with his big hand and rolled them around his waist.

He was panting heavily now, and she was panting heavily, one heavy and one light, with a slow panting sound, which added a few warmth in the silent night.

Qiao Mu looked at the shining eyes above and spoke again, "uncle, safety measures."

Simuccio made a move, kissed her cheek, buried his head in her neck, and his voice was dumb. "Madam, I'm not ready at home."

"Then, you buy it!"

"Madam, are you kidding? Do you think I can go out and buy it now?" Then he pressed his bulging body.

"No, no, I'll be pregnant!"

Simuccio rubbed her soft earlobe and comforted softly, "don't worry, it won't happen. It won't happen once."

Qiao Mu repented and struggled to get out from under his body. "I'm not ready yet. Uncle, let's make an appointment another day, shall we?"

How could simuccio tolerate his wife falling off the chain at such a time?

With a dull hum, he fixed the disorderly small waist and made her unable to move. He began to slowly press down on his body, "can't another day, just about tonight!"

Qiao Mu couldn't dodge and shouted in fear, "I don't, I don't want it. Uncle, let me go. I don't want to do it. Let me go, whining..."

Simuccio covered her chattering mouth with his big hand and gasped heavily. If the atmosphere was not right at the moment, he would have to laugh.

"Madam, can you stop spoiling the atmosphere? We are husband and wife. Couples with marriage certificates don't look like I'm going to be stronger. Can you? "

He no longer hesitated. In his wife's whine, his body slowly pressed down. He hissed down the air conditioner and dared not move.

At the same time, Joe covered his eyes and hurriedly let go of her.

"Sobbing, simukio, you son of a bitch, I'll sue you!"

"Don't move, it hurts!"

"Whining whining, mom, I won't ask you again!"

“……”

At 7:30 in the morning, simuccio looked sideways at the sleeping villain next to her. The shadow in the eye socket was very obvious. The exam began in the afternoon and simply asked her to sleep more.

He tightened Qiao mu in his arms, and the corners of his lips couldn't stop rising. It was a big worry for him. His body hardware was very good.

It was easy to get excited in the morning. He smelled the fragrance of his wife and began to have ideas in his heart. He was very tangled. His wife was tired enough and his voice was crying hoarse, but he was really suffocating.

That's all. They don't need this time.

"Uncle -"

His wife's soft and leisurely voice sounded in his ear. He quickly looked up and kissed her little face, "wake up?"

Joe Mu's voice was crying and hoarse. "It hurts all over, and he's crying."

He looked at his wife's wrinkled little face. It didn't look like a fake at all. He also knew he had done it last night. He gently pinched Qiao Mu's small waist and gently asked, "go take a bath and relax?"

"OK."

The whole body is very sore, just like running 10000 meters without any warm-up exercise the day before, especially the legs are very soft.

"You bring me the bath towel."

Simuccio took the little powder last night and handed it to her. She put it aside. She can't use it in her life!

As soon as she got up, her legs trembled and trembled, and some hot things slid down her legs. Qiao Mu looked down and his face turned red.

"Simuccio, who told you not to take measures!"

The relieved man was very happy. He had a light smile on his refreshing face, "there's no preparation at home."

"What if I'm pregnant!"

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, the smile on his face deepened. "I was born when I was pregnant. I can't afford it. Even if my wife has a football team, it doesn't matter."

Ah bah, the devil gave birth to a football team with you!

Joe stared at him angrily. It's enough for her to get along with him peacefully. She never wanted to have children for him, not to mention that she is only 20 years old and has many things to do. How can she be bound by children?

"Shall we wash together?"

Qiao Mu slammed the bathroom and said coldly, "have your spring and autumn dream!"

Simuccio sighed with regret. He wanted to take a mandarin duck bath with his wife.

After Qiao Mu came out, he went to make up his sleep. Before going to bed, he didn't forget to tell ximuqiao to wake her up at 9:30. Ximuqiao looked at her with burning eyes, and something in the bottom of his eyes fainted a little.

"Madam!"

Joe Mu looked at him warily and pulled the quilt to his neck, "what do you want?"

Ximu Qiaojun lowered his face slowly and whispered in her ear, "again?"

Joe Mu looked at him in fear and shook his head again and again. This kind of thing is too terrible. There is nothing written in the book. It's comfortable as if she had died. She only feels pain!

"I don't want it, I hurt!"

Simuccio bit her ear. "It won't hurt if you come a few more times. Madam, if you don't live at home for seven days, I'm alone. How lonely I am."

Ah bah, you deserve to be lonely, you sultry old man!

She shook her head hard. "I don't want it. I don't want it. Uncle, let me go. I want to sleep. I have to take the exam in the afternoon!"

Ximuqiao had started to do it up and down. He pulled off his bath towel, turned over and covered her body under Joe Mu's frightened gaze, "it's all right. You sleep. I'll do the hard work."

Qiao Mu looks at the ceiling and wants to cry without tears. The resistance is invalid. He allows men to act recklessly on themselves. Mom, how can I sleep when you are like this!

"Simuccio!"

The man was very busy. He answered only after half a ring, "en?"

She began to breathe quickly and her voice began to shake. "Let's sleep in separate rooms!"

"No way!"