Self-investment

Luo Yimu hooked out Jian Ling's soft tongue that was hidden in the depths, and Jian Ling hung her hands naturally around her neck.

Several straps had been torn by Luo Yimu, hanging loosely.

"It's a pity that you are still a teacher, so words don't count." Jian Ling muttered while kissing her.

Luo Yimu laughed, and asked knowingly, "When will my words count?"

"You told me to come!" Jian Ling stared at her round eyes suddenly, and suddenly her waist softened, and her round eyes narrowed. With a hum, she forced herself to curse, "Bastard." Unfortunately, her eyes were watery. Sparkling, it sounds like a baby.

Luo Yimu kissed her, breathed hotly in her ear, nodded, and agreed in a low voice: "Okay, I'll let you come, Ah Ling, come now."

"I...I... Mumu, you are a badass!" Jian Ling remorsefully let Luo Yimu be at his mercy, "I have no strength..."

"Oh," Luo Yimu proudly breathed into her ear, "so I'll do it..."

Even though Jane Ling felt dissatisfied, now that the arrow is on the string, she has no choice but to take the upper hand in front of Luo Yimu, she doesn't really care about whether she has the initiative, the little unwillingness in her heart is overwhelmed by the overwhelming pleasure, Soon he fell into the turmoil with Luo Yimu, and couldn't think of getting angry.

Except for the first time, Jian Ling hadn't seen Luo Yimu's extraordinary enthusiasm for a long time.

That's why she forgot how terrifying Luo Yimu would be if he became wild, so she dared to seduce her without fear of death.

Of course, the consequences can be imagined.

Pleasure can also be imagined.

Jian Ling and Luo Yimu are so compatible, from soul to body, there is never a time when it is not hearty, so happy that it seems that every pore in the whole body is breathing freely.

Fortunately, the next day was Saturday, and Luo Yimu didn't have a job, so he could spend a lot of time with Jian Ling and massage her sore waist and legs.

Luo Yimu has a sense of proportion, if Jian Ling didn't get carried away and seduced her too hard, Luo Yimu wouldn't lose his mind and toss Jian Ling over and over again.

Jian Ling was beaten up by her and needed to sleep to recover her energy. Luo Yimu forcibly woke her up in the morning, fed half a bowl of white rice porridge in her arms, and continued to sleep until [-]:[-] in the afternoon. Take the initiative to wake up by yourself.

This time Luo Yimu was even more enthusiastic than they were the first time. As soon as Jian Ling opened her eyes, she felt like all the bones in her body were about to fall apart, especially the inner thighs, which were sore and swollen. Jian Ling leaned on the bed, rubbing her numb thighs, and secretly scolded Luo Yimu for being an animal. How could a nearly 36-year-old woman have such vigorous energy?She usually holds back her feelings.

Jian Ling scolded for a while, then remembered that Luo Yimu had said that she practiced Muay Thai since she was a child, and gradually she stopped scolding, and instead excused her, thinking that after all, Mumu practiced martial arts since childhood, and her physical fitness is better than ordinary people It's normal to be strong, besides, I also like to do shameful things with Mu Mu, it's very comfortable, it's the double satisfaction of body and mind.

It was Luo Yimu, a man with a dignified appearance who usually looked reserved and abstinent, but he was always very bad when he did that, and he always teased Jian Ling until he couldn't help but play tricks on her before he would give up.

The culprit last night - the black "clothes" with only a few straps, was torn by Luo Yimu when he was in love. This kind of thing exists to be torn, and the quality is not reliable. Luo Yimu didn't throw it away, but picked it up and hung it on the railing at the end of the bed. When Jian Ling raised his eyes, he could see the black ribbons fluttering around. Thinking of what happened last night, his face couldn't bear it. It became red immediately.

It's all because of the torn clothes, which made my waist sore and my legs hurt and my limbs weak.

Jian Ling thought, she had to go to the online shop where she bought clothes and leave a bad review. The proprietress was a big liar. What "wearing this dress will make your lover's desire. Burn your hands to death", there is fire. Yes, and it turned out that she was able to capture her easily!

Shame, so shameful.

Bad Mumu, Jian Ling thought, patting the pillow, really bad.

It was so bad that she liked it to the core.

Forget it, it's not easy for the seller to do business, so give her a good review and praise her a few words.

……

Luo Yimu was in the kitchen, guarding a pot of Dangshen and black-bone chicken soup for Jian Ling.

It was Luo Yimu who got up early in the morning and went to the market to pick the freshest black-bone chicken. She watched the vendor slaughter it with her own eyes. After returning home, she cleaned it and stewed it in a clay pot. It had been simmering on the stove for several hours. At this time, the bones and flesh of the stew were separated, and the fragrance was overflowing. While stewing the soup, she used a spoon to skim off a layer of slick oil on the surface of the chicken soup. Keep it warm and drink it as soon as Jane wakes up.

It was specially made to make up for Jian Ling.

Luo Yimu's hearing is keen, and she heard noises in the bedroom when she was in the kitchen. She guessed that Jian Ling had already woken up. She turned off the fire, washed her hands, took a long leg, and walked into the bedroom quickly. Sure enough, she saw Jian Ling. Sitting on the head of the bed, staring blankly at the torn clothes at the end of the bed in a daze.

"Why didn't you say anything when you woke up?" Luo Yimu walked in, thinking that Jian Ling was angry at him for ruining her clothes, his face flushed, the corners of his mouth twitched in embarrassment, and he sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his hands and laughing. , "The quality of this dress is too poor...I couldn't hold back..."

It's okay not to say it, but when she said this, Jian Ling was so ashamed that her ears turned red, she turned her head and stared at her fiercely, "Big villain."

"Don't be angry." Luo Yimu grabbed her shoulders and smiled apologetically, "I'll buy you another one to compensate you, okay?"

What?Buy another one?

Jian Ling's face turned from red to white in fright, and he shook his head vigorously to hide, "I, I don't want it anymore!"

"No?" Luo Yimu looked at those ribbons, feeling regretful in his heart.

It's a pity that such exquisite clothes look so good on Jian Ling, but the quality is too poor. Luo Yimu was still thinking about whether he could wholesale a hundred or eighty pieces at a time and save them, so that Jian Ling could wear them for himself if he had nothing to do. Take a look, I didn't expect Jian Ling to be gone.

Jian Ling didn't miss the look of regret in Luo Yimu's eyes, she shuddered in her heart, thinking what kind of bad water was this bad Mumu brewing in her stomach?Turned pale with shock, he squeezed Luo Yimu's face with both hands, and his tone was a little terrified and frantic, "I said no, I just don't want it, and quickly put away your bad thoughts, do you hear me?"

What a joke, I was almost squeezed out by Luo Yimu after only wearing it once, how many more times can I pay it off?Why don't you squeeze Luo Yimu's adult meat?

Don't wear it, definitely don't wear it!

Luo Yimu nodded, and comforted her with a smile, "Okay, if you don't wear it, you won't wear it. Are you hungry? I made a pot of chicken soup and made a bowl for you to drink?"

"My body hurts and I don't want to get out of bed." Jian Lingni complained softly in Luo Yimu's arms.

Luo Yimu stretched his hand under the quilt to massage Jian Ling's waist, "It's okay, I'll bring it here and feed it to you."

Jian Ling remembers to eat but not to beat, he only suffered last night, and he forgot in just a few hours, and began to playfully tease Luo Yimu again: "Feed with your mouth?"

Luo Yimu raised the corners of his mouth, and with a slightly heavier hand, he twisted her waist, making her soft in his arms, "I dare to feed, but aren't you afraid that I can't help it?"