In the past few days, Meiya has been staying up all night, sometimes until the middle of the night. Naturally, he didn't have the time to make out with Zhong Mingwei, and Zhong Mingwei was also full of anger.
"It's Pang Yi and An's big day, and you're thinking about getting wedding candles. Are you shameless?" Meiya said with a blushing face, but she also put her arms around Zhong Mingwei as she stretched out her arms.
"Who cares about them?" Zhong Mingwei chuckled. While leaning over to kiss Meiya's glowing red cheek. He said with a smile, "Anyway, every day is our big day, and every night we have to have weddings in the bridal chamber."
Meiya silently pushed Zhong Mingwei's face away: "You want to eat stir-fried kidneys again, don't you?"
The corner of Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched: "...Girl, are you questioning your man's health?"
Meiya suppressed a smile, looked Zhong Mingwei back and forth, and then sighed meaningfully: "I don't know if it's good or not. Anyway, the medicine has never been broken. You can smell it from outside."
Zhong Mingwei doesn't need to drink the decoction now, but the ointment is still applied all the time. So there is always a faint smell of ointment on my body. Not pungent. On the contrary, it smells good.
Zhong Mingwei ignored Meiya, then lowered his head and silently began to unbutton his shirt. While taking off her pajamas, Meiya thought he was going to get up. She was so busy that she wanted to get up to get him clothes, but before she could stand up, she was dragged onto the bed by the man. Then the man's strong body was pressed down.
"You you you... what do you want to do?" Meiya silently swallowed a big mouthful of saliva facing the chest of the man who was close at hand. She hadn't been this close for several days. This early in the morning, she looked at Zhong Mingwei suddenly She couldn't stand being naked, her heart was beating so hard that it almost burst out of her chest.
"Practice yourself to prove that even if your man doesn't eat stir-fried kidneys, his body is very good," Zhong Mingwei began to pick up Meiya's clothes without saying a word. Now he is very proficient in unbuttoning, which he couldn't untie for a long time. The buttons can now be unbuttoned with one hand. Facing the bit by bit of the girl's Bai Jinjin presented in front of his eyes, his eyes became darker, and he made a mess like a big hand snake, while slowly leaning forward. Getting down, she leaned in front of Meiya and said, "Girl, every day from now on we will start with the bridal chamber and end with the bridal chamber."
Meiya blushed and stared at him: "You... you have a big waist and become a genius?"
The corner of Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched: "... yes, once I meet you, it's hard not to think about it."
Meiya looked at the slightly lit sky outside, and pushed Zhong Mingwei hesitantly: "No, I have to go to work, it's almost dawn, I have to help Sister An change her clothes..."
"Let her change it herself!" Zhong Mingwei blocked Meiya's chattering mouth impatiently, and regardless of whether Meiya was still wearing shoes, he pulled the quilt over the two of them.
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After the refined big waist finally ate and drank enough, it was bright outside, and the sounds of busy work in the front yard could be heard endlessly. While rubbing her trembling legs, Meiya cried and complained: "You did it on purpose! You did it on purpose!" It was on purpose! Deliberately dragging me down! Deliberately wanting to embarrass me!"
"Where is it? Who dares to be careless, let's see how I deal with him!" Cheng Jing's big waist, without any guilt or shame, fetched a comb to comb his little girl's hair, smiled ripplingly, and leaned forward again. In the past, I kissed the little girl's red ears, "Besides, it's not all my fault, you kept hugging me just now, of course I couldn't help but do it again..."
"Shut up! Who... who hugged you?!" Meiya suddenly covered the man's mouth, and looked at him shyly and angrily, "You... If you dare to be silly again, I... I I'll take care of you first!"
"Leave Madam alone!" Zhong Mingwei laughed badly, while pulling away Meiya's hand, he leaned closer and said in a low voice, "While I'm still disheveled, hurry up and tidy up."
"Go away!" Meiya pushed him away vigorously, snatched the comb from the man's hand, combed her hair silently, and muttered, "Then if someone asks later... why do we get so angry? It's late, what should I say?"