Self-investment

"Put me down quickly." Jian Ling blushed and urged again, really anxious, and her voice was a little shrill.

"Jindu has come in, what are you going to do now?" Luo Yimu tightened his arms and chuckled, "It's a big deal, can I let you carry me back next time? Restore your reputation as Boss Jane."

"What did you say?"

"I said."

"Don't go back on your word?" Jian Ling's eyes widened.

"When did I change my promise to you?"

"Okay, then I'll make an exception this time, and allow you to carry me upstairs." Jian Ling changed from grabbing Luo Yimu's shoulder to hugging her neck, and pointed to the stairs with a certain posture, "Mu Mu, go! Climb over this mountain!"

Luo Yimu also followed her, held her in his arms, and said, "Of course, my Majesty the Queen." He also solemnly kissed her on the forehead, took a deep breath, and ran straight away Up to the second floor.

She has long legs, and her physique is abnormally strong. There are so many stairs that seem to rush up in a blink of an eye. Jian Ling only felt the wind blowing by her ears for a few seconds, and then stopped. Looking again, she had already climbed up. Upstairs, she was dumbfounded.

"Mu... Mumu... Are you human?" Isn't this too powerful?

After a short period of explosive exercise, Luo Yimu was panting for a while, his cheeks were slightly red, and he looked good-looking with rouge. Occupy them all."

Luo Yimu usually doesn't wear makeup, but at this time there is a little blush on his face, his face is like a peach and plum, he is running extremely fast, there are still a few strands of hair sticking to his face, three parts messy and seven parts glamorous, concise Unable to bear it, she tilted her head and kissed her.

Luo Yimu's physical exertion was too great, he was still holding her, but he took a step back when he was kissed, and stood firmly against the door panel, still holding Jian Ling, entangled with her, until Jian Ling had had enough of her, the two The man's lips were parted, and then he tilted his head, smiling indulgently and softly, "You can open the door after kissing enough, right?" Jian Ling didn't drop at all.

"Oh...Okay, okay..." Jian Ling took out the key from his pocket and opened the door blankly, and inserted the key into the lock after correcting it several times. He kept thinking about his own affairs until Luo Yimu put her On the sofa, she was still wandering.

Mumu, that's amazing.

Such a powerful Mumu, if she hadn't shown great mercy, it seemed that she would have no chance to take the initiative in bed?

No, it has to be done in a different way.

Jian Ling's crooked mind came alive again, secretly thinking about how to make Mumu feel weak without hurting her.

How about getting her drunk?

Jane's eyes lit up.

This might really be a good idea, although Jian Ling met Luo Yimu for the first time in a bar, but Luo Yimu himself said that that day was just because she was in a bad mood and it was the only time she went to the bar on impulse. In addition, since Jian Ling and Luo Yimu were together, Luo Yimu has never been seen drinking alcohol. Not only that, but Jian Ling is also forbidden to drink. This is of course because of Luo Yimu's self-discipline, but it also explains another problem.

Luo Yimu's alcohol capacity is very poor.

People who drink alcohol all the year round have very low sensitivity to alcohol, so they can drink well, while people who drink infrequently are very sensitive to alcohol, so they have a poor capacity for alcohol, and it is common sense that they will get drunk as soon as they drink.

Jian Ling's heart started to turn bad again. Mumu's alcohol capacity is poor, so it's easy to get Mumu drunk. After Mumu is drunk, why don't you obediently throw yourself into your arms and let yourself do whatever you want?

Maybe under the influence of alcohol, I can still see a pink and soft Luo Yimu that I can't usually see.

Her thoughts were all written on her face, she kept imagining the scene of Luo Yimu drunk, her smile gradually became obscene, and her saliva almost flowed down.

Luo Yimu happened to pass by, seeing her dull eyes and weird smile, wondering what ulterior motives she was thinking about by herself, so he knocked on her head, "What kind of idea are you thinking? No Was it used against me?"

"Ah?" Jian Ling came back to her senses, raised her hand to wipe her mouth indiscriminately, and sneered guiltily, "No...no, Mumu, you're thinking too much."

Luo Yimu smiled helplessly, and didn't expose her, just said: "Come and help me peel the beans."

Jian Ling obediently followed her into the kitchen.

She patted her chest with lingering fear, but fortunately Mumu didn't ask, otherwise she would have revealed her secrets, and her counterattack plan would have come to naught.

There is a solution, but the problem comes again.

While peeling the beans, Jian Ling thought absently, how could he find an excuse to make Mumu drink?It's not a holiday, and it's not either of them's birthday, and there's no reason to celebrate it.

How about saying that a friend gave me a bottle of good wine by chance recently, and I want Mu Mu to taste it too?

no!Jian Ling shook his head, Luo Yimu knew that he had hidden the wine privately and had to flush it all down the toilet, how could he agree to "taste" with her.

At present, the closest festival has to wait until Xiaonian, and there are still more than ten days left. Jian Ling can't wait for that long.

She was very anxious, wishing to take down Mumu today, so that she could also taste her strength.

She was lost in thought again, peeled the beans, and threw the bean shells into the big bowl on the dining table, but the beans were thrown into the trash can instead, it was Luo Yimu who looked back and jokingly reminded: "You today The taste has changed, I don’t want to eat fried beans, but want to eat fried bean shells?”

"Ah?" Jian Ling was shocked, looking at the bowl full of bean shells and the poor peas in the trash can, she lowered her head and blushed, and said embarrassedly: "I didn't mean it...how about I wash it for you?" food?"

"Okay, you go to the living room to watch TV, what happened today? So absent-minded."

How about letting her know what's on her mind?Jian Ling panicked, and lied casually, "No... It's just that when I think that the Internet cafe will be closed for a month, I will have no money for this month, and my heart hurts."

Luo Yimu joked with her: "Then I'll take a month's turnover package from the Internet cafe. How about raising you?"

"Okay." Jian Ling agreed without thinking, and hugged Luo Yimu from behind, her chest softly pressed against the protruding butterfly bone on her back, and brushed away her long hair that covered the nape of her neck.

Naturally curly long dark brown hair, which was almost waist-length, was pulled aside by Jian Ling, revealing the fair and moist nape of the neck, because Luo Yimu lowered his head to wash the vegetables, the soft and greasy skin on the back of the neck was stretched, There wasn't a single crease, Jian Ling leaned forward and kissed her on her feet, her sensitive skin turned red, Luo Yimu shrank his neck and stopped her softly, "Don't make trouble."

"You said you wanted to keep me. From now on, I'm your little canary. I'm getting close to you. How can I make a fuss?" Jane Ling spoke seriously, but her actions were dishonest. The delicate kisses on the back of the slender neck stimulated Luo Mu's back to feel numb one after another.

"What little canary, it's obviously a puppy, it's very clingy, it jumps on me all day long." But it's like a little fox, so cunning, full of bad water.

"Don't you just like me jumping on you? I'm also very particular about jumping. I only want to jump on you. I don't even look at other people."

Luo Yimu was still wearing an apron and cotton slippers at this time. He was dressed very homely. He looked virtuous and gentle. Standing in front of the stove, Jian Ling hugged him from behind, and his neck was flushed red from the kiss. Jian Ling felt like a pervert sneaking into Luo Yimu's home, and Luo Yimu was that beautiful and gentle newlywed wife, held in Jian Ling's arms, struggling between morality and desire. But he couldn't bear to push Jian Ling away.

Thinking of this, Jian Ling felt an unknown secret excitement in her heart, and kissed Luo Yimu from the back of the neck to the root of the ear, whispering in her ear, "Madam, you are so beautiful, I have already I've been paying attention to you for a long time, and today I finally can't stand taking the liberty to come to the door, just follow me." She blew lightly into Luo Yimu's ear, "I will make you very happy..."

Luo Yimu was amused by Jian Ling's devotion, and acted with her with a straight expression, pretending to be frightened and moved lightly, "Let go of me, my lover is coming back, let her bump into you, you are not good fruit to eat."

"Ma'am, you are so beautiful. Your lover dares to leave you at home alone. She is so careless. She doesn't love you at all." Jian Ling has already entered the situation, caught Luo Yimu's small-scale struggle, and put She hugged her whole in her arms, holding her jaw to force her to turn her head, her lips moved along her delicate side face, and touched the corner of her mouth after a while, "Madam, you are so beautiful."

She sniffed it intoxicated, "Even the fragrance on my body is designed to seduce me."

Luo Yimu told her to talk more and more ashamed, so excited, he really wanted to press Jian Ling under him and kiss him on the spot, and he was looking forward to how Jian Ling would continue to act, so he deliberately pursed his lips and wanted to turn his head away, and angrily broke away from Jian Ling with a blushing face. kiss, "My lover is coming back, let me go!"

"I won't let you go!" Jian Ling forcefully turned her head back, and kissed her lips in revenge, "I want to kiss your mouth, hug your waist, not only that, but I also want to take off your clothes." Clothes, dear..."

Jian Ling said two words.

Very vulgar, unbearable.

Normally, Luo Yimu would definitely scold her.

In this situation, this foul language became an excellent stimulant. Luo Yimu couldn't bear it any longer. He easily broke away from Jian Ling's restraint by turning over, and directly hugged her upright, and sat her on the dining table. She raised her head and bit the corner of her lips, but it wasn't enough, she kissed her jawline, her neck, until Jian Ling was soft in her arms, and stopped softly in dissatisfaction.