Precautions for the care of mermaid after marriage

Next, Song Qing still talked about the things about her childhood, but there were no unhappy things, just talking about the funny things.

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She flipped through her phone, looking nostalgic: "Look at this picture, he was flying a kite for the first time, but he was caught by a tree. He was so stubborn that he insisted on climbing up to pick it up by himself."

"Then I fell half way up."

The child in the photo is standing under the tree, with a gray head and a serious face, and the corners of his lips are still curled down in depression.

She pretends to be mature, but she is still a child at heart, so she feels unhappy.

"Why is Lao Song so cute hahahaha." Yan Yu was overjoyed, "I will teach him to climb trees some other day, sister, please send me a copy of your photos."

He raised three fingers together: "I promise not to laugh at him."

"Actually, it's okay to laugh at it." Song Qing raised his eyebrows, jokingly, "In case he pretends to be profound all day long."

Yan and coughed.

Song Wen has never pretended to be advanced with him.

Just a dog.

·

We chatted and ate, and it was over at 01:30.In the end, Yan Yu had already chatted with Song Qing completely, and promised her that she would bring her younger sister out next time.

In the afternoon, Song Qing will have a meeting, feast and study, so this meeting with the parents will stop here.The two left Qiongyu Tower together, and were about to bid farewell——

Why is there still a person at the door?

Song Qing smiled, patted the banquet and the back, and said to Song Wen: "Look, it's the same as it is, and I returned it to you."

"Yeah." Song Yan nodded, couldn't help but take Yan Yu's hand, and said boldly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Hiss, no one told him to wait here.

Song Qing looked at the hands they were holding and smiled, and reflexively wanted to let go, but after thinking about it, she clenched it tightly, complaining in a low voice: "Didn't I say I would come by myself?"

"want to see you."

It was the first time to see her brother so sticky, tsk.

Song Qing was savvy, smiled and waved his hand, interrupting them both: "I'm leaving, see you later."

"Well, goodbye, sister." Yan Yu also waved, and then turned on Song Wen.

Song Yan nodded: "Well, goodbye."

Then he added slowly: "Sister."

……

Song Qing smiled and drove away.

Seeing the car marks disappear, Yan Yu turned his head and asked Song Wen, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat." Song Yan shook his head and asked directly, "What did she talk to you just now?"

Knowing where his desire to control came from, Yan Yu felt a pain in his heart, so he simply buried it all in his heart.

He replied with a smile: "Just chatting casually, without saying anything, I just told a story about a kid who couldn't climb a tree and fell off a buttock."

Song Yan: "...unexpected."

He really didn't expect Song Qing to be so merciless.

What was even more merciless was that Yan Yu showed him the photos.

This photo doesn't even have him.

"Okay, how nice your sister is." Yan and looked sideways at Song Wen, "If there's nothing else, go home?"

"Yes, it's a big deal." Song Wen said.

Yan Yuqi: "Tell me about it."

Song Yan turned the schoolbag on his back, unzipped it, put two or three exercise books inside, and asked softly, "Can I go to your house to do my homework?"

Yan and chuckled, her beautiful eyes were bent: "No."

Song Yan sighed: "Then I have no choice but to resign."

"I'll go back to my house to get my homework first, and then I'll come to you." Yan Yu moved his eyes slightly, "My sister is at my house, noisy."

·

The banquet is not far from home, the two of them came and went by bus and came back soon.

Yan Ran was watching a movie at home at the time, and he was fascinated, so he didn't care about him at all.

Plan pass.

Song Yan's house was as usual, big and empty, without any fireworks.Yan and Shumenchanglu changed their shoes, and followed Song Wen to the desk.

This place is next to the balcony, separated from the living room by a wooden screen.The floor is high, and the thin sunlight in winter shines in, very gentle.

The two sat face to face, really serious, studying and working.

The review plan that Song Yan made for him was very detailed and suitable for him.When the psychological pressure is not so great and you perform normally, you can feel the improvement of your level.

What's more, there is Song Guidance's online guidance every day.

After Song Yan finished his homework, he took a notebook and came over to deal with the work.The subtle sound of typing on the keyboard and the sound of brushing the nib are mixed together, and each has no other distractions.

A few hours passed, the sky was getting dark, Yan Yu rubbed his eyes and stretched his waist: "I seem to have to go."

Song Yan looked up at him: "I'll see you off."

"No, there are only two stops." Yan Yu couldn't help laughing while packing his schoolbag, "You have been running around several times today."

Song Yan didn't care, and closed the computer directly: "I will count the steps."

"..." What an excellent good reason.

Packed up his bags and was ready to go out, Yan He looked around, and suddenly remembered that there was something he hadn't done.

"Old Song."

"Ok?"

"I think, make a mark." Yan Yu was a little embarrassed, and made excuses, "This way I don't have to take inhibitors all the time."

He slightly raised his eyelids, and looked at Song Wen seriously: "Besides, it hurts a little when the needle is inserted."

Well, the reason should be very good. He has a boyfriend, so why bother to take inhibitors?

When Song Yan heard this sentence, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his eyes darkened: "Okay."

Yanyu's back was a little hairy for a moment, and he felt that his delivery was a bit obvious.

He just wanted to make Song Wen feel at ease through practical actions.

……

Song Yan casually sent Aunt Xu a text message, telling her not to cook at night, and dragged Yan Yu into her room.

Anyway, just take a bite, or feast with yourself.His back was haired for a moment, and he didn't feel anything.

Even subconsciously, a desire arose from the bottom of my heart.

Mermaid bloodthirsty and possessive instinct.

Song Yan's room is gray in tone, simple and clean, the lighting is warm, and the air is filled with the same fragrance of grass and trees on Song Yan's body.

This laundry detergent smells really good.

He seems to be particularly fond of shirts, and has seen them at all kinds of parties.It's warm inside, so you won't get cold just by wearing a long sleeve.

Song Yan understood the buttons slowly, with a light gray and white check pattern, and he looked sensible and cold.And because of this action, no matter how I look at it, I am full of desire.

"Okay, okay." Halfway through the solution, Yan Yu pressed his hand and said bravely, "I can bite."

Song Yan half-raised his hands and smiled lowly: "You do it yourself."

"Then... you sit down." Yan Yu pressed Song Wen's shoulders and let him sit on the edge of the bed, "I'm starting."

Pfft, it looks like I'm eating.

He leaned on the side of the bed with one knee, approached Song Wen, and leaned slightly.His lips were attached to the side of his neck, the tip of his tongue was stuck out, and he tried it lightly.

Song Yan was licked by him so that the bottom of his heart was on fire, he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Yan and his back, and pressed his hairy head, urging him to continue.

Yan Yu couldn't bear the temptation from his partner, his lips parted slightly, with some sharp canine teeth, he bit down directly.

It's been a long time since the last time he was marked, so this time, the self-preservation mechanism pushed him to continue.

The degree of matching between the two was too high, so high that in an instant, Yan Yu's eyes were a little distracted by the sweet and bloody smell from his partner, and he fell into a state similar to estrus.

The saliva of the mermaid has a certain healing and anesthesia effect, so Song Wen only felt a slight tingling pain at the beginning, and then only pure, physical pleasure/sensation remained.

Song Yan's breathing became heavier, his head was tilted back, his mouthpiece was a little dry, and his arms hugged him even tighter.

Yan and his body trembled slightly, and because of Song Wen's exertion, his legs softened, and his whole body was attached to Song Wen.Song Yan took advantage of the situation and fell backwards on the bed with Yan Yu in his arms.

I don't know gluttonous feet, mandarin ducks cross their necks.

The breath entangles and blends, and the feast and eyes gradually become a little moist.

The marking ended soon, Yan Yu supported Song Wen's shoulder weakly, and naturally turned his head to look for his lips.

The two exchanged a bloody kiss.

When the lips meet, the sweet feeling penetrates into the flesh and blood.

What happened next was out of control, and under the control of love and desire, it almost crossed the line.

In the end, helping each other can be accepted.

After Yan and washed his hands, he was pressed and kissed by Song Yan for a long time, his whole face was red to the point of bleeding.

In the end, it was Song Yan who took him home. When he got out of the car, the dog said: "Don't be shy, there will be more banquets in the future."

Grass.

Why are there such dog people in the world.

·

After the first snowfall, God stopped for a while, and then began to sprinkle catkins crazily.

The lingering sense of autumn has completely disappeared, the branches are dry, it was a dead silence, and because it is covered with silver frost, it is covered with Qiongzhi plain, pure and pure.

Everyone who should wear long johns should wear long johns, and those who should wear sweaters should wear sweaters to welcome the coldness that will follow.

The worst part is that when I arrive at school every morning, my hands are numb.

This is difficult for students who make up their homework early in the morning.

However, after entering the third year of senior high school, the students in Class [-] restrained themselves a lot. The exams were like mountains pressing down on them, and they felt uneasy if they didn't study.

In the intensive study, the second monthly exam will start soon.

On the morning of the exam, Yan Yu and Zhang Chenyang went out together as usual, but when they turned to close the door, their schoolbag was suddenly grabbed.

"Hey, what is this? It's cute." He grabbed a fat fish on the banquet and schoolbag.

"Wool felt, Lao Song's sister gave it." Yan and Backhand took it back, and said as they went downstairs, "How is it, not bad."

"Don't tell me that Song Wen still has another match."

"Well, I won't tell you."

"..." The report did not tell the difference.

The one given to the banquet was a blue fat-headed fish, and the one given to Song Wen was a light pink cat with the head of a cat.Sister Song is skillful, and the work is exquisite and beautiful.

But before this wool felt didn't know where to hang it properly, so it was left at home for a few days, and the hanging bag was still Song Nan's idea.

Soon I arrived at the school, and the seats in the first examination room were changed this time.

The first two who remained unchanged, now there is only one left.Yan and Song Yan were separated by Xu Jia, so the students in the same examination room were still amazed after a month.

However, Xu Jia has been tempered until the mountain collapses in front of him, and his face does not change.

Yan and eyelashes drooped slightly, looking through the accumulated composition materials, feeling very calm.

Since Song Wen said he can, then he is fine.

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