"Okay, you think I'm old, don't you? Then let me go and I'll go! You can find a young and beautiful one without wrinkles."
She struggled, and Leng Yihuang entangled her tightly: "My wife is the youngest and most beautiful.
"I'm old and wrinkled."
"That's not true! It's my old eyes that are dim, and I made a mistake." Leng Yihuang secretly wiped off his cold sweat. How could he always forget that this girl values her face more than her life.
You can despise her IQ but not her beauty.
"Get out, don't touch me! Where did you put your hand?? Take it down for me!"
The harder she struggled, the tighter he hugged him, back and forth, the friction generated heat, and the little flame that Leng Yihuang had been suffocating for a few days shot upwards.
Lin Xiaomi quickly felt the changes in his body. Something pressed against her waist. She blushed and glared at him angrily: "Leng Yihuang, let me go!"
Whoever lets go at this time is a fool.
Leng Yihuang was entangled and kissed her, biting her red lips: "Honey, if you let go of you at this time, you will be suffocated. You will have no sex in the future."
"Bastard, I haven't forgiven you yet..." she said vaguely, and was kissed by him again.
"Wife, don't be angry, I really know I was wrong." He admitted his mistake with his mouth, coaxing loudly, but his actions were unequivocal.
With three or two strokes, he stripped her naked from her clothes.
Lin Xiaomi resisted fiercely, but he knew her sensitive areas better than she did, so she softened her body in two or three strokes.
Leng Yihuang groaned and pounced on him, his wife is so delicious.
The so-called fight at the head of the bed and peace at the end of the bed means that the married life is happy, and any problems can be solved slowly.
Leng Yihuang has been living alone for too long, and now he is finally left alone in his bedroom, and he is even more relaxed and enjoying it.
Lin Xiaomi was so tired that he didn't even want to move her fingers, her beautiful and bright face was full of tears after begging.
The red lips were red and swollen from his kisses, and she still complained from time to time: "Bastard! Big liar!"
No matter what she scolds, Leng Yihuang will accept them all.
For a man's inferiority, he can do whatever he wants off the bed, but he must have the absolute initiative on the bed.
His body was sticky with sweat, and Lin Xiaomi felt extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to take a bath, but his body ached badly when he moved.
Looking at a certain stinky man lying beside him with a satisfied face, those eyes wished to goug him out.
Leng Yihuang leaned over with a smile, and kissed her on the cheek: "My wife is good, don't be angry, my husband will take you to take a bath."
"Whatever you want to do today, my husband will take care of you." He picked her up and walked into the bathroom: "Do you want to shush? My husband will take care of you."
Pooh!
Lin Xiaomi punched him feebly, and he acted as shameless as anyone would give him.
She doesn't want him to serve her!
After taking a comfortable bath, he really took care of her the whole time, giving her a massage with a pair of strong and powerful hands.
It was so comfortable that Lin Xiaomi almost groaned in comfort.
When he put him on the bed again, she tilted her head and saw that it was dark outside, her stomach was empty, and she was a little hungry.
"My lord, what other orders do you have?" Leng Yihuang lay beside her with a smile, playing with her eight-point dry long hair with his fingers, stealing fragrance from her lips from time to time.
Lin Xiaomi thought he was annoying, but it was all like this, and it would be hypocritical to say anything else, why not take this opportunity to enslave him well.
"I'm hungry."
"Okay, I'll go down and bring you dinner."
"I want to eat what you made with your own hands."
Leng Yihuang is willing to serve her, but...
"Wife, my husband is willing to cook for you, so... noodles and fried rice, you can choose one." He can only do these two things.
Lin Xiaomi rolled her eyes: "I want both!"
"Of order." Leng Yihuang leaned over and kissed her hard on the cheek, Lin Xiaomi glared at him annoyed, it was annoying, kissing her every now and then, her face was almost swollen.
Annoyed, she wiped where he had kissed.
Leng Yihuang frowned, and kissed again.
Just as she was about to raise her hand, he leaned closer again threateningly, as if if she dared to wipe it off, he would kiss again.
Lin Xiaomi bothered him, and pushed him with her small hands: "If you don't go, you want to starve me to death."
Leng Yihuang stared at her with wide eyes: "It's such a big crime, go immediately."
As he spoke, he gave a forceful chirp at the corner of her mouth, turned and left the room.
Lin Xiaomi rolled her eyes fiercely at his back.
I was obviously annoyed at him in my heart, but there was always a feeling of powerlessness, and I just couldn't bear to be angry with him for too long.
Staying in Wen Xiaoxiao's apartment these few days, she said that she didn't forgive him, but she couldn't help but worry about him in her heart.
Especially when he said every time he couldn't eat.
Although she knew that he probably said it on purpose to make her feel bad, she still couldn't help worrying.
He's so picky, and he's not in good health.
He said that he was really poisoned, but not as deeply poisoned, she believed it.
He could fake his coma, but he couldn't fake his pale face.
Every night, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. No one held her in her arms, and she would wake up from the cold in the middle of the night.
Lin Xiaomi sighed helplessly, forget it, just forgive him, he should also know that he was wrong, and she still has time to ask him later.
After half an hour, Leng Yihuang came in with a plate.
Lin Xiaomi looked at him dissatisfied: "Why are you so slow, are you deliberately starving me to death?"
Leng Yihuang blinked his eyes, thinking that these words sounded so familiar.
"How can I be willing? It's been a long time since I've done this. It's a bit rusty."
"Oh, I think you did it on purpose, you want to starve me to death, and then find a younger and more beautiful mistress!"
"..." Leng Yihuang finally remembered why it sounded so familiar.
It's really self-inflicted.
"Honey, it's time to eat, my husband will feed you."
Lin Xiaomi leaned on the bed, lazily enjoying his service, feeling secretly refreshed.
It's really cool to be served by others, no wonder he enjoys squeezing her so much.
When she was almost done eating, seeing that the noodles were getting cold, she said mercifully: "You can eat too."
Leng Yihuang grinned, and kissed her on the cheek again: "My wife still loves me."
Lin Xiaomi leaned her head on the bed and looked at his elegant and charming eating appearance. This man, God really treated him well, he always looked so handsome and compelling.
"By the way, Sheng Dong has visited you? Why is he looking for Xiaoxiao?"
Leng Yihuang looked at her with a half-smile, and was finally willing to ask him
"He said Wen Xiaoxiao was pregnant with his child."
"If it is true, what is he going to do?"
Lin Xiaomi asked nervously: "...Kill it."