widow of the rich

He was carried by a man to wash his body.

Yi Xiaoxi was so tired that he was willing, his body enjoyed the sweetness, and his heart experienced the torment.

He didn't want to use the status of Qin Hai's wife to enjoy the grace from this man.

He thought that one day, even if he was lucky enough to be favored by a man, he could tell him how much he admired and yearned for him with an independent personality and a free identity.

It's not like it is now, their union, such a sacred thing, is just regarded as work by men, as a cold task.

"Close your eyes when you're tired. In my arms, you can just rest at ease."

Qin Feng cleaned for him, touching him inevitably, without nostalgia or dodge.

The regular and orderly movements made Yi Xiaoxi feel that she was just being treated like a drunk coffee cup by the man.

The people of the Qin family are really good-natured. This kind of thing is made of warm jade with a shape.

Yi Xiaoxi secretly reached out his hand, but Qin Feng grabbed his arms and put it on his heart, his gaze was like a torch.

"It can't all be wasted.

You have to know that I don't have so much time to do this kind of thing with you every day.

If you're lucky, you'll get pregnant, and you won't have to come to my place again. "

The man's words hit Yi Xiaoxi's face like slap after slap, and it became hot and red.

He was ashamed.

He didn't think about it that way!

But in Qin Feng's words, it seems that Yi Xiaoxi did this on purpose, just to be able to come to him every day to ask for pleasure.

He swore that before Qin Feng said that, he hadn't thought about it.

Of course, even now, he just thinks about it, he won't do that.

Lying back on the bed, Qin Feng and Yi Xiaoxi kept a polite distance.

Individuals are in individual positions and do not touch each other.

"Sleep when you're tired, I'll take you back to Xiaohai tomorrow morning."

Qin Feng fell asleep quickly.

Yi Xiaoxi suffered from insomnia.

Lying next to the man to whom he belonged, he felt slightly uncomfortable.

Not only was he uncomfortable physically, but more importantly, he was uncomfortable in his heart.

Qin Feng didn't want to get close to him at all.

He could see that it must be sad.

Thinking about it, the bitter taste of sighing had drowned his mind.

When I was half asleep, my tired ears were suddenly awakened by the gentleness and stimulation of the pillow!

"Xiaoxi, do you have a hot body? I'm a little cold. Please warm me up."

In the dark, Qin Feng lifted his quilt to make room for Yi Xiaoxi.

When Yi Xiaoxi came to his senses, he was hesitating, in the past, or... just ignore it.

It's hard.

This choice is so difficult!

Why don't you... just be stupid for a while before your mind is fully awake.

His body was easily controlled by his agitated heart, he leaned over and fell into Qin Feng's broad embrace.

"It's so warm. Xiaoxi's body is really hot." Qin Feng smiled satisfied, touched Yi Xiaoxi's hair as if rewarding him, kissed him lightly, and said:

"Sorry, I was the one who interrupted you just now. Now, go to sleep."

Under Qin Feng's tenderness and apology, Yi Xiaoxi's eyes turned red with emotion, and he pursed his lips, and he said silently in his heart:

I'm not body heat, I just touch you, body heat.

When he woke up in the morning, Yi Xiaoxi didn't see the man who was hugging him to sleep, so he put on his clothes in a daze.

His body has returned to normal, how and who helped him is naturally obvious.

Yi Xiaoxi felt ashamed and... proud.

Such an excellent man would actually do this kind of thing for him. In his life, he really would die without regret.

When he went downstairs, Qin Feng was making milk in the living room.

"come over."

Yi Xiaoxi's footsteps couldn't help but become brisk.

Like a butterfly voluntarily controlled by the poet, he flew to Qin Feng's body.

The man fed him a glass of milk himself, put down the glass, and wiped the milk stains from the corners of his lips.

"like a child."

The way Qin Feng smiled lightly was really pretty.Yi Xiaoxi wanted to hide this man in a painting, take him home and admire it secretly without anyone seeing him.

Qin Hai stood in the courtyard and waited early. When Qin Feng's car came in, he was uncontrollably excited!

Yi Xiaoxi got out of the car, and when she saw Qin Hai, she averted her eyes, feeling very embarrassed.

And his nominal husband, as if he couldn't see him, rushed over with all his heart, and opened the window of Qin Feng on the driver's seat.

"Brother! Brother! Brother, come in and sit for a while?"

Qin Hai smiled slightly, and there was a small dimple on his right cheek, which was very nice and well-behaved. There was hope in his eyes, which was the purest, childlike truth.

"No, I have something else to do."

Qin Feng's eyes were calm, he closed the window, reversed the car, and left.