As for men, usually after eating, they are full of wine and food, so naturally they just have that and that.
Pu Yue throws Yan Xiaomei on the bed and kisses him like a hooligan. He is naturally romantic and a playboy who is used to indulgence. But he wouldn't do to his own wife what he did to frivolous women.
He yelled "kiss baby", "good wife", "heart", etc., without any tricks, but it made people's hearts beat faster and their faces blush.
Yan Xiaomei thumped a few times, but couldn't bear his pestering, so she blushed obediently and obediently obeyed his wishes.
Pu Yue is a bit possessive.
As long as it is something he likes, he will not share it with others, even if others touch it lightly. The person he has his eyes on, not to mention that he cannot be bullied, even if his attitude is slightly ambiguous, he feels it is an offense.
To say that it is a dog that bites its fleshy bones tightly and does not let go is a bit of an understatement.
Anyway, Pu Yue, he has a stubborn temper, and it is difficult for eight horses to pull back what he has decided. Now he has decided that Yan Xiaomei is the only person who treats him well, so didn't the ancients say that? "The grace of dripping water is reciprocated by the spring". He can only agree with his body.
It has to be said that Pu Yue became so gentle that even a stone would turn into water, let alone a woman. He started kissing Yan Xiaomei's most sensitive ear, took the earball in his mouth and slowly gnawed, and even baked a few small strawberries behind the ear.
"It's itchy." Yan Xiaomei smiled embarrassedly, and pushed his chest with her hands, but didn't use any force.
"How itchy?" Pu Yue scratched her waist, and only let her dodge the scratching, laughing and crying, "Is it so itchy?"
"Aren't you ticklish?"
Yan Xiaomei couldn't believe it anymore, she stood up, was embraced by him, and freed her hand to tickle him, but Pu Yue didn't respond at all, and her face didn't change at all.
It's strange, is there really someone who is not ticklish
Yan Xiaomei has never met him before, she never expected to meet Pu Yue, the less ticklish she is, the more interested she is, and she presses all over him, touching here and there, scratching here, Pu Yue can still get along with him at first She laughed a little, but was later teased by her to get angry. Seeing her happy, she couldn't bear to interrupt, so she laughed and suppressed the hot enthusiasm.
Yan Xiaomei was overjoyed all of a sudden, thinking that he was also tickled, and said with a smile, "See if you can hold back your laughter!" She rubbed her head towards Pu Yue's arms.
Now it hits the mark.
"Wake up, aren't you going to work today?" Pu Yue was in good spirits, and woke up early in the morning. He might have disturbed Yan Xiaomei's sleep, so he went for a run outside, and cooked milk and eggs when he came back. Then follow the recipe on the computer to make a pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge that cannot be seen in its original color.
He was wearing a pair of trousers, exposing his muscular upper body.
Yan Xiaomei found that he didn't seem to like to wear all his clothes when he was at home. Either no tops, or nothing at all.
Nothing at all…
She remembered last night, and the tip of her nose suddenly felt hot.
Seeing her blushing and embarrassing appearance, Pu Yue suddenly smiled, spread his arms above her line of sight, stretched his muscles, showing his most sexual side without leaving any traces, but smiled indifferently on his mouth, "Staying in bed? Get up, don't you want to have another shot?"
Another shot...
Yan Xiaomei hurriedly wanted to sit up, but she couldn't escape Pu Yue's range, "I have to go to work, you give way, you give way."
"I blocked you?"
That's not true, but Yan Xiaomei was about to bump into Pu Yue's body as soon as she lifted it up, and she knew that it was the egg that hit the rock and she was at a disadvantage.
Looking at the radiant Pu Yue, Yan Xiaomei was a little puzzled, "When did you sleep last night?"
"Go to bed when you're done." Pu Yue grinned, "It's after you anyway."
Yan Xiaomei blushed, annoyed, and muttered in a low voice, "If you are so energetic, are you harvesting yin to replenish yang?"
"I got it right a little bit." Pu Yue put his nose to the tip and laughed.
Seeing that it was almost time, Pu Yue didn't tease her, picked him up, picked up two clothes from the closet and threw them to her. "Why are your clothes so small? I'll buy you new clothes some other day and come back." Pu Yue stared at her right, time was running out, Yan Xiaomei could only put on her clothes embarrassingly.
She nodded, "Okay."
Yan Xiaomei is too honest, she doesn't play tricks at all, other women may jump up and ask him for money by this time. Pu Yue also had no choice but to take the initiative to say, "You are my wife, of course I should pay for the shopping." He took out a secondary card from his wallet and stuffed it into Yan Xiaomei's hand, "Your salary will buy you something for yourself." If you like it, you can take the money."
Yan Xiaomei was surprised.
Pu Yue explained: "I don't like sweet talk, and I don't know how to please girls. I think the best way to pamper you is to give you money. You can spend the money in the card as you want."
Are you still not fond of sweet talk
Yan Xiaomei was taken aback for a moment, and quickly said, "This is your hard-earned money, I can't take it, and I rarely use it, my salary is enough to spend it."
"You mean my salary is higher for you?"
"Ah, no."
Pu Yue smiled, "I told you to use it, so you can take it obediently. In case I die, the money will still be there, and those beasts will be cheap for nothing."
Besides, like Yan Xiaomei, it would take her three lifetimes to finish.
What he said later was relatively soft, Yan Xiaomei didn't hear it.
"Oh, by the way, I've already registered with the HR department about your leave yesterday, it's fine, you're still on full attendance."
This is what Yan Xiaomei wanted to hear the most. She carefully put away the card and glanced at Pu Yue periodically.
Pu Yue showed no other expression.
She calmed down a little. A little embarrassed to take Pu Yue's money, and don't know what to do. Who would think too much of money? And it was Pu Yue who gave it to her voluntarily.
Yan Xiaomei rubbed her fingers, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Come and eat, I made it." Pu Yue broke the deadlock, "I'll take you to work later, the starting price is five yuan, one yuan per kilometer, you should prepare the change first."
Yan Xiaomei shook the card in her hand, "Do you have a credit card machine in your car?"
Pu Yue coughed, covered his face, and laughed for a long time without speaking.