Master Zhan, Calm Down!

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Hanging up the phone, Sang Xia turned her head and looked at the silent man in the bedroom.

She shook her head slightly and sighed slightly.

Rong Zhan had a busy day yesterday. He stayed at home today and planned to accompany her, but he left most of the day because of some important work. When he came back in the evening and saw her packing her luggage, his face (color) was not very good.

She went, one month less.

Sang Xia didn't know if he could come to him, but no matter what, he couldn't accompany her this time.

Also know that he is worried about himself.

Putting down the phone and about to enter the bedroom, Sang Xia saw Rong Zhan, who was still silent, turned off the TV in the bedroom without a trace, then turned over and turned her back to the place where she started ( Shui) sleep.

But whether this is true (sleeping Shui) or false (sleeping Shui) is unknown.

Sang Xia wore a silk (sleeping Shui) dress with a sling. After she became pregnant, she suffered less torture during the pregnancy, and her skin became extra delicate and shiny.

She turned off the phone, opened the quilt and got in, and turned off the bedside lamp.

In an instant, the huge bedroom was plunged into darkness.

Silence spread.

Sang Xia knew that he hadn't (sleeping Shui) and was restless, but she had been (强qiang) enduring it all the time.

Waiting for her to speak actively.

Sang Xia was not pretentious, and her fragrant soft body gradually leaned back from behind, hugging his waist, and pressing her cheeks against his broad and strong back.

"Rong Zhan, have you (sleeping Shui)?"

Rong Zhan: "..."

He is silent.

Sang Xia raised her head slightly to see that he didn't respond. With a twitch at the corner of her mouth, her hand suddenly slipped and invaded a place below his waist and abdomen.

Suddenly a (sexual xg) grunt sounded.

In the next second, he gritted his teeth slightly and took her hand away, his voice murmured, "Don't make trouble, you have to go out tomorrow morning, or take control, hurry up (sleep Shui)."

Sang Xia was unmoved, raised her eyebrows lightly, "What innocent big-tailed wolf do you pretend?"

As soon as these words came out, Rong Zhan immediately held her hand and didn't let her go. He said in a low and wicked voice, "Then you keep holding on, anyway, when you get there, it's so lonely, empty and cold. When the time comes (sleeping in Shui), I can still think about your man’s goodness.

When Sang Xia heard it, he was suddenly laughed by his **** and rascal.

Think of him well, how can you think of him?

She hugged him, "Look at you, if you are not happy, just say, hold back (gan) something."

"Then you said this?"

He has a (strong qiang) tone.

Sang Xia nodded, "Yes, I said."

As soon as Rong Zhan heard this, he turned around and looked at her earnestly, "Daughter-in-law, in fact, I don’t want you to do what you want to do, but I go to that area in a remote area and I don’t have anything. Convenient, if you are not pregnant (with huai), I will bear it, but when you are pregnant (with huai), how dare I be relieved?"

"Isn't there an agent following me?"

Sang Xia replied solemnly.

Rong Zhan's face (color) was slightly gloomy, "Yes, yes, the agent is amazing, why don't you think you are a nine-tailed fox? What kind of agent is needed."

Got.

Sang Xia knew that she couldn't talk to him.

I have to communicate with him in another way——

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