It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

Lin Qingyu heard the call and hurriedly walked to the cubicle and saw Lu Xun sitting in a wheelchair, but the strap of the white bathrobe got stuck in the wheel of the wheelchair, and half of his bathrobe was torn open, looking very embarrassed.

"I was just about to stand up... I got stuck. I can only wait for you to help." Lu Xun showed a helpless and lonely expression, "I'm sorry, I, a loser, have caused you trouble."

"Don't talk nonsense. This is a trivial matter."

Lin Qingyu walked over quickly, looked at the stuck bathrobe strap, and pulled it, but it didn't move.

When she got nervous, she half-knelt down to see what to do, but her head hit Lu Xun's chest.

"Really..." He was about to apologize, but when he raised his head, Lin Qingyu was dumbfounded.

Her face was almost touching Lu Xun's chest, but there was still a certain distance.

She could feel the heat coming from Lu Xun's body, mixed with the smell of his male hormones, which made her heart pound.

She had never seen a man's body so close, and when she was with Lu Xun before, she didn't dare to open her eyes.

Unexpectedly, I saw it under such circumstances!

The chest and abdominal muscles have deep texture, and the muscles are full and strong!

Every line is full of aesthetic tension, even a person like her who is not good at men's sex is dumbfounded.

"looking at what?"

The man laughed softly as his head hit him.

"No... I didn't see anything." Lin Qingyu's face was filled with confusion, and she quickly lowered her head to check the stuck strap.

She pulled hard, but still couldn't pull it out. She couldn't help complaining: "Why is it so stuck?"

Lu Xun chuckled: "You have to see what the problem is. If you go around in a circle, the more you pull, the tighter it will get."

"Oh." Lin Qingyu blushed and did not dare to look at Lu Xun. She could only push her hair behind her ears and continue to look at the stuck strap.

But the stuck straps were stuck in some blind spots, making it difficult to observe. She could only keep changing positions, which made it impossible for her to avoid her face touching Lu Xun's chest and abdominal muscles.

She rubbed it again and again, and the hard and warm texture made her blush even more.

No wonder Mianmian always said he didn't like Lu Yan's useless figure, and also said that a man must have muscles to be a real man.

It turns out that the texture of muscles is like this.

hard.

Gives people a strong and full sense of security.

Lin Qingyu was a little distracted, and the man's head hit him with a slightly heavier sound, accompanied by some unknown breathing sound.

"Have you had enough?"

Lin Qingyu suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning and did not dare to raise his head.

The first two touches she just encountered were indeed accidents, but the next few times she seemed to be addicted to "sticking".

Being caught, she was embarrassed to raise her head.

But when he lowered his head and took a look, he seemed to have discovered something. His eyes suddenly widened and he said without even thinking, "How could that be?"

Lu Xun looked at her condescendingly: "Ayu, you don't think your husband is a monk who is content with his pregnancy, do you?"

With that said, Lu Xun picked up Lin Qingyu and sat on his lap.

As soon as Lin Qingyu struggled, Lu Xun reacted even more and snorted.

"Mrs. Lu, you provoked me yourself this time."

As he said that, Lu Xun took Lin Qingyu's lips into his mouth fiercely, and his hands also traced the curve of her slender waist dishonestly.

"Stop...isn't your belt stuck?" Lin Qingyu pushed Lu Xun, feeling so embarrassed.

But Lu Xun chuckled: "What's the problem?"

As he spoke, he retracted his hand and took off his bathrobe, leaving the straps stuck.

Lin Qingyu: ...

"Why didn't you do this just now..."