Flash Marriage Royal Sister CEO, my sister dotes on me to the heavens

Being stared at by Ning Yuelan's Qiushui eyes with such deep gaze, Fang Mo still felt a little guilty.

After all, yesterday, without the woman's consent, he couldn't help but take off his pants, rush to the bed and start fucking her.

As for the two durians Ning Yuelan bought, they were thrown aside without anyone paying attention.

"Haha, now you know that I am your wife?"

Ning Yuelan sneered;

"When you made me leak last night, why didn't you think that I was your wife?"

"Your fierce offensive last night was like I was someone else's wife. What's wrong? After last night, you will never be able to have sex again in this life? You are so crazy that you want to kill me!"

At the end of the conversation, Ning Yuelan became angrier as she spoke.

She was originally a person who liked to do things without leakage.

Principles are principles, she secretly swore in her heart even before waiting for Fang Mo to come back.

When the little guy comes back, he must do twenty push-ups with the durian on his back.

Otherwise, nothing can get him to go to bed.

Who would have known that, facing Mr. Ning, who had no leaks, Fang Mo showed no respect for martial arts and rushed forward to make the woman leak.

Ning Yuelan couldn't help but blush when she thought of the last scene last night.

Her cold persona collapsed in front of Fang Mo.

Who knew that the little guy had successfully developed a certain xp, and last night it was directly upgraded to a sprinkler truck that leaked a bed.

"Forehead……"

Fang Mo's face turned red.

You can't blame me for this. Didn't I think that I would try my best to satisfy your two mouths first, maybe you would calm down?

"But Sister Yuelan, you didn't beg for mercy when the water leaked last night, and you were obviously shouting to go faster, so I speeded up, okay..."

Fang Mo felt a little aggrieved.

When Ning Yuelan heard this, she suddenly became furious.

You little bastard, you still have the nerve to say that?

You're already in. Can I let you out?

"Your excuse, brat, is like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another. Come here and do push-ups obediently, or I will pack my things and go back to Jiangcheng right now."

Sister Yuelan has only been here for a day and is leaving now?

But today, all the things on my side have not been settled yet!

Not only did he want to sign a contract with Shen Biyao, Fang Mo also planned to visit Wanying's hometown.

He touched the tip of his nose angrily and complained softly;

"Sister Yuelan really smeared herself into the coffin. She wanted to save face. She was very happy to say it yesterday, but now she is still thinking about punishing me."

"You little bastard, what are you talking about?"

Ning Yuelan was not deaf. Although Fang Mo deliberately lowered his voice, the room was only a little bigger.

Just by looking at the mouth shape, you can tell that the little guy dared to talk back.

Ning Yuelan jumped out of bed angrily, hugged Fang Mo's neck from the front, and hung directly on Fang Mo's body like a koala. Her soft and delicate body stimulated Fang Mo's senses to an infinite extent.

It was early in the morning, Fang Mo had not yet returned to the sage time, and Ning Yuelan stimulated herself like this, who could stand it?

Fang Mo suddenly reacted again.

Ning Yuelan didn't know that she was on the verge of playing with fire and burning herself.

She put her jade hands around Fang Mo's neck, and although she didn't use force, she still said threateningly;

"The wings are so hard. Our little husband now dares to talk back. Who do you think wants to save face? If you say it again, I will bite him to death. Do you believe it or not?"

Fang Mo's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

Ning Yuelan lowered her head and glared at Fang Mo fiercely.

Strands of black hair as straight as a waterfall fell in front of Fang Mo's eyes from above, and the fragrance in the hair made his mind wander.

"Tell me, little guy, are you silent now that your sister has choked the fate of you?"

Fang Mo'Gulu' swallowed.

The next moment, the way he looked at Ning Yuelan changed, with a hint of ambiguity and frivolity.

"Sister, have you ever heard of scoring twice?"

When Ning Yuelan realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

"No, I didn't brush my teeth..."

Fang Mo hugged the woman's hips tightly, preventing her from running away in a hurry.

Without giving Ning Yuelan a chance to speak, she blocked her pretty red lips.

"Don't dislike it."

"Uh-huh, what are you doing? Let go, don't, don't pull my sling, brother, I was wrong..."

Ning Yuelan has no chance to escape now.

He could only be constantly demanded from Fang Mo's claws. Our poor Mr. Ning had to turn on the faucet again when faced with Fang Mo, a young and strong child in his early twenties.

He collapsed on the bed like a puddle of water.

When the madness was over, Fang Mo hugged Sister Yu and apologized.

Ning Yuelan was curled up in the quilt like a frightened little sheep, with red eyes and muttering in grievance.

The resentful little eyes revealed regret.

Why did I come to the capital?

Send a fort thousands of miles away?

Is etiquette less important than affection?

"Don't blame my brother for being crazy, just blame my sister for being too charming."

"I don't want to talk to you, don't talk to me."

Ning Yuelan changed directions angrily.

Who knew that Fang Mo's arms hugged her slender waist again, and now Ning Yuelan's voice was filled with a hint of crying.

She thought Fang Mo was going to fire again. Sister, even if I am a fort, I don't have one for this purpose, right?

"Isn't that enough? Just let me rest for a while."

"If you do it again, sister, I will become incontinent..."

Hearing this, Fang Mo's big hands froze.

His embarrassed voice sounded from behind Ning Yuelan;

"Sister, you misunderstood. I just want to hug you."

"Fuck you, you said the same thing last night, what next?"

Ning Yuelan became furious when she heard the word "hug". She turned her head and glared at Fang Mo angrily.

Fang Mo laughed dryly and touched the tip of his nose;

"Then you have a flood."

Ning Yuelan clenched her teeth in anger, her lips trembling;

"You... old lady drink porridge, shameless and obscene. I warn you, you are not allowed to do that with me within three days. You have made me very uncomfortable."

"Aren't I doing this to fulfill Mr. Ning's wish?"

Fang Mo made an excuse;

"The old man only wants to hold his granddaughter in his arms. We, the younger generation, must not work too hard to fulfill the old man's wish."

Ha ha!

Ning Yuelan curled up in the bed and refused to come out, holding on to the quilt tightly.

If Fang Mo wants to do that again, he will get into bed and curl up in a ball. I wonder how he can do it to me like this.

At this moment, a strong feeling of weightlessness came.

Ning Yuelan only felt that she was being hugged by Fang Mo.

"Wairui, how could I forget that even if I curl up into a ball, this little guy can pick me up by the waist and fuck me!"

She almost thought that Fang Mo was lustful and planned to continue.

But Fang Mo was still well informed.

The teacher from the island country does not have such a high frequency, not to mention that he himself has entered the sage time now, and he will be exhausted if he continues.

Sin, sin, why have you been so exaggerated in these two days?

Where is my Taoist heart that kept me as pure as a jade for more than 20 years?

Fang Mo shamelessly blamed everything on Ning Yuelan.

Well, it all depends on Sister Yuelan, who makes her look so good-looking, have such a great figure, and be called a bed...ah, and talk so nicely?

With this thought in his mind, it didn't stop Fang Mo from carrying Ning Yuelan into the bathroom.

The two of them hadn't washed themselves last night and were sticky.

Ning Yuelan was very tired now. Seeing that Fang Mo was taking her to take a bath, she was too lazy to move and simply let Fang Mo serve her.

Fang Lao Er was satisfied, and Fang Lao Er was much more diligent when serving people.

He carefully helped Ning Yuelan clean up, and then returned to bed with Sister Yuelan, whose face was as red as a hibiscus out of water.

During the whole process, neither husband nor wife exchanged a word.

The next moment, Fang Mo glanced at his phone and suddenly said;

"Honey, do you want to eat?"

"Don't eat."

"Then let me buy you some and deliver them to you?"

"No."

"Then I'll go down first."

"You can go out when you want, with so many excuses."

Ning Yuelan's whole body lay lazily on the bed, with her head leaning up against the bed, letting her wet black hair hang down.

She was scored twice by Fang Mo, and she really didn't have the energy to dry her hair.

But she didn't want to sleep with her wet head on her head, so she kept doing this.

Tired, destroy it, let it dry by itself...

Fang Mo chuckled;

"I have something to do, so I'll go out first, buy you some breakfast and bring it up, and I'll be back with you in the evening."

"You'd better stay with me instead of playing with me. I'm tired and want to go to bed. You can go."

Ning Yuelan rolled her eyes.