I married a bamboo horse

Song Ziqian went into the bathroom, while Wen Youxing was stunned on the bed for a while, and after a few minutes, he picked up the pillow and rolled around on the bed twice, and finally lay down on the bed in the shape of a big son, with dull eyes Looking at the ceiling.

After a long time, he got up from the bed, thinking why Song Ziqian hadn't come out yet, and was about to get up to knock on the door, when he saw the small box that Song Ziqian threw on the table.

"Why is this box so familiar?" He murmured in a low voice as he opened it. After opening it, his whole face turned red. Inside the box was a small sex.interest.use.product. Wen Youxing looked at the thing in his hand and didn't know. What to do, when he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, he turned his head and looked at Song Ziqian. Song Ziqian forgot to bring his pajamas from home and came out wearing a bath towel. up.

Song Ziqian managed to vent his anger in the bathroom. After seeing Wen Youxing's straight eyes, he had a faint tendency to raise his head. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw the little love interest in Wen Youxing's hand. .Use.Products.

"This... this is... it's you..." Wen Youxing talked for a long time, obviously this thing was not his own, but he felt so embarrassed that he couldn't say a complete sentence, and finally just Throwing that thing away, getting into bed, intending to play dead.

Song Ziqian was amused by his actions, lifted the quilt and hugged Wen Youxing from behind, "Shameless!" Wen Youxing, who was being hugged, whispered, he thought Song Ziqian bought it.

"Why is it shameless for me to hug my daughter-in-law?" Song Ziqian felt very happy when he saw Wen Youxing's little daughter-in-law. He planned to let him go today, but he couldn't bear it anymore. Lingering around his abdomen, his mouth dishonestly bit Wen Youxing's neck.

"You...you're just shameless, buying that kind of thing!" Wen Youxing slapped Song Ziqian's big hand away, stammering, originally trying to hurt Song Ziqian, but it sounded like a spoiled child, "Hmm. ..." Wen Youxing, who was caught by his lifeline, let out a soft snort, which made Song Ziqian wish he could just drown in Wen Youxing's body.

The two of them quarreled on the bed until two o'clock in the morning. On the way, Wen Youxing was released three times by Song Ziqian's hands, and Song Ziqian used Wen Youxing's thigh to release him twice.

In the dark, Wen Youxing was panting lightly, Song Ziqian patted his back with his hands, and coaxed him gently, "My fault, my fault, blame me for being obsessed with sex and hurting my little wife." Song Ziqian burst out laughing coaxingly at these words, raised his hand and thumped Song Ziqian's chest fiercely.

"You're turning your back and denying people, and you want to kill me after you're done?" Song Ziqian held Wen Youxing's little hand, and said in a calm tone.

"Nonsense!" Wen Youxing glared at him, but after having just experienced a love affair, his eyes didn't look like staring at all, but rather flattering. Song Ziqian actually couldn't see Wen Youxing's expression clearly in the dark, but Wen Youxing's staring eyes But he could see clearly in his eyes, and the coquettishness in his eyes made him feel hot all over.

"Damn." He hugged Wen Youxing fiercely, wishing to rub him into his body.

Wen Youxing didn't know what happened to Song Ziqian all of a sudden, but the feeling of being hugged tightly by Song Ziqian was so comfortable. He hugged Song Ziqian with his backhand, inhaled the scent that only belonged to Song Ziqian, and fell asleep peacefully up.

Song Ziqian still wanted to ask where the milk fragrance on Wen Youxing's body came from, but when he heard Wen Youxing's shallow breathing, he smiled contentedly, kissed Wen Youxing's forehead lightly, and closed his eyes. Eyes fell asleep.