Chongxi silly wife of a disabled boss

He Yi is immersed in his studies and can't extricate himself. He runs to school every day when he has nothing to do. He basically spends time in the library when he has no classes. Shang Jingwen urged him to go to bed, and he realized that it was quite late.

Sometimes when he was so excited about learning, Shang Jingfu urged him several times but couldn't do it, so he could only forcefully close his book and carry him back to the bedroom.

"I can't stay up late when I'm pregnant, why can't I always remember." Shang Jingyu scolded with a cold face and dissatisfaction.

He felt that He Yi paid more attention to his studies than to him recently, but it was difficult to speak out directly. After holding back for so many days, he finally couldn't help losing his temper.

He Yi felt Shang Jing's low pressure, quickly put his arms around his neck, kissed him, and said softly: "Husband, don't be angry, I know I was wrong, I won't do it next time."

"You must go back to the bedroom at 10 o'clock." Shang Jingwu took the opportunity to ask.

He Yi hesitated for a moment, and whispered to him, "Ten o'clock is too early, isn't it? How about 10:30?"

Shang Jinghu lowered his eyes and glanced at the person in his arms, without any intention of giving in.

He Yi was afraid that he would get angry again, so he nodded and said, "Well, 10 o'clock is 10 o'clock. I will set the alarm clock in the future, so don't be angry, my husband, okay?"

Shang Jingmo pursed his lips, still looking unhappy, bent down and put He Yi on the bed in the bedroom, and ordered: "Go take a bath."

Seeing that he was about to leave, He Yi quickly sat up and stretched out his arms to tightly wrap around his thin waist, buried his face in his chest and rubbed it, raised his face and blinked in front of his eyes coquettishly: "Honey, let's wash together."

Shang Jingwen couldn't stand this kind of temptation, rubbed He Yi's head, and said helplessly, "Let go, I'll put the water in."

Seeing that Shang Jingmu had calmed down, He Yi laughed twice, and hugged him for a while before letting go of his paws.

Shang Jingyu saw the dimples at the corners of He Yi's mouth, and pinched his face, then turned around and went to the bathroom to adjust the water temperature and put in the bath water.

He Yi went to get two sets of clean pajamas, and as soon as he entered, he saw Shang Jingyu casually rolled up half of his shirt sleeves, exposing his increasingly robust arms, half squatting in front of the bathtub to test the water temperature, his overly long legs appearing The space is much smaller.

The orange light from the warm lamp in the bathroom shone on him, making his temperament a lot softer, and his sharp-edged face became more handsome and compelling, as if looking at a beauty under the light.

He Yi clearly felt that his heartbeat missed a beat, obviously he had been with Shang Jinghao for so long, but still his visual nerves would be shocked by Shang Jinghao's impeccable face from time to time.

He couldn't help licking his lips, walked over and sighed: "Husband, you are so beautiful, the more you look, the more beautiful you are."

Shang Jingyu raised his head and seeing the expression on He Yi's face, he couldn't help laughing and said, "What's wrong with you? The water temperature is just right, take off your clothes and come in to soak."

However, He Yi did not take off his clothes as Shang Jingmo said, but leaned behind Shang Jingmo, bent down and reached out to unbutton his shirt, fumbled and said with a sly smile, "Let's hang out together."

Sensing that He Yi's two paws were getting more and more restless, Shang Jinghu held his wrist and warned in a low voice, "Stop making trouble."

The lustful He Yi was not willing to let it go, he just took off Shang Jing's clothes, and then he himself was stripped clean by Shang Jing's.

If it wasn't for He Yi's big belly, Shang Jingwu couldn't help but fuck him in the bathroom.

The little guy just knew how to light a fire, and he didn't care about anything when he was comfortable. He lazily leaned against his arms and played with the water. After playing for a while, he stretched his arms to touch the little yellow duck beside the bathtub.

It's a pity that the things were a little far away, and He Yi couldn't reach them, and he didn't want to move his nest, so he turned to look at Shang Jingyu and said, "My husband, can you help me hold that little duck?"

Shang Jingwu's anger aroused by him hadn't subsided yet, he raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and asked leisurely, "Then how are you going to thank me?"

He Yi thought for a while, then raised his face and kissed Shang Jing's chin.

"Not enough." Shang Jinghui said.

He Yi pecked his lips again, "Is this enough?"

"It's not enough." Shang Jingwen said, reached out his hand to cover He Yi's head and kissed it, and let him go after a satisfying kiss.

He Yi's lips were a little swollen from being kissed, and while gasping for breath, he moaned and complained: "Husband, you are so bad."

Shang Jingyu sat up, with his chest pressed against his smooth back, his chin resting on his shoulder, he bit his earlobe and ground his teeth, and whispered in his ear: "Who is the little villain who came to provoke me first? Um?"

He Yi felt how energetic the thing was against his tailbone, moved his butt forward, and said vigilantly: "But I have a baby in my stomach, and playing games will hurt the baby."

After his belly got bigger, every time he played games with Shang Jinghao, his waist would be sore, and sometimes it would take several days to recover, so although he also liked the comfortable feeling when playing games, he didn't feel like he was entangled in nothing like before. The business scene is about to play.

"Then be honest." Shang Jingwu warned again.

"But I can't help it." He Yi said aggrievedly.

Husband is so good-looking, how can he hold back his hands and feet.

Shang Jingwu had nothing to do with him, he snorted and said, "It's all your fault."

He Yi also knew that he was being so unkind, so he chuckled, and changed the subject roguely: "Husband, you haven't helped me get the duckling yet, I want to play with the duckling."

Shang Jingwen took the naive little yellow duck, put it on top of He Yi's head, and reminded him, "Don't soak it for too long."

"I'll go out after playing for a while." He Yi obediently responded.

Then he began to toss the little rubber duck in various ways, until the little duck kept squawking.

After playing for a while, he stuffed the little yellow duck into Shang Jing's hand and said, "Husband, do you want to come and have a look? It's fun."

Especially for decompression, there will be an inexplicable refreshing feeling when you pinch it hard.

"Childish." Shang Jingmo said disdainfully.

He Yi snorted and took back his little yellow duck, pouted angrily: "Then I won't let you play with it."

Shang Jingyu stretched out his hand to pinch his duck's beak, and commented: "He Xiaoya is easier to pinch."

He Yi wrinkled his face and slapped his hand away, stood up with two thumps, and retorted dissatisfiedly: "I'm not He Xiaoya, my husband is good or bad."

Shang Jingwen was afraid that he would slip, so he also stood up, raised his legs and stepped out of the bathtub, pulled the towel to wrap him up before He Yi could react, and then hugged him horizontally out of the bathroom.

He Yi was afraid of falling, so he hugged his neck subconsciously, then remembered that he was still angry, snorted again and turned his face to the other side.

Shang Jingwen carried him back to the bed, and seeing He Yi twisting and moving around, he couldn't help but reach out and slap him on the buttocks, "Don't move, it hasn't been wiped dry yet."

He Yi sat up wrapped in a bath towel and said, "I'll do it myself."

Shang Jingwen didn't force it, let go of his hand and reminded him: "Quickly dry off and get into the bed, don't catch a cold."

He Yi also felt a little cold, so he wiped himself clean, quickly retracted into the bed and wrapped the quilt tightly, only his head was exposed, and he looked at Shang Jingyu without saying a word.

Shang Jingyu simply wiped off the water on his body, put on his nightgown casually, and dried He Yi's wet hair with a hair dryer, then put away his things and said, "Go to sleep first."

He Yi couldn't help asking: "What about you?"

"I'll be over later." Shang Jingwu said, then turned and went back to the bathroom.

His reaction hasn't gone down yet, and it seems that he needs to solve it.

Facing He Yi, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it, and it would be bad if he lost control and hurt He Yi and the child.

In fact, he never thoroughly enjoyed himself in this kind of thing, because He Yi got pregnant inexplicably, and he had to stop intercourse from the period of passionate love, and it was not easy to bear it until now.

He Yi was curious about what Shang Jingwu was doing behind his back, and listened to the movement over there with his ears upright. After a while, he heard a faint sound. He hesitated for a moment, and finally got up, wrapped his nightgown, went to knock on the door and said : "Honey, I can help you."

Then he opened the door and went in without waiting for Shang Jingmei to answer. Although he can't exercise vigorously now, he knows other methods. Shang Jinghao once treated him like this in the office, but he didn't like that kind of thing. Taste, so I have been reluctant to play like that.

But now he wanted to make Shang Jingmei more comfortable.

Shang Jinghu was at the point where he could not go up or down. As soon as He Yi came in, he couldn't help but want to pull him over and give him a good meal, but when he saw He Yi squatting down in front of him with his stomach outstretched, he pulled him again. Suppressing that thought, he said hoarsely, "No need..."

But He Yi didn't listen to him, he pulled his hand away and held it, and then carefully tried a new way of playing like Shang Jingyu did before.

All the muscles in Shang Jing's body tensed up, and he couldn't hold back his hand to hold He Yi's head. He Yi immediately regretted it, but it had already reached this level, even if he regretted Shang Jing's, he couldn't let it go easily he.

In the end, He Yi complained with tears in the corners of his eyes, "My husband, why did you grow up so big, it made my face sore."

Shang Jingwen kissed the corner of his eyes, hugged him and said with a muffled laugh: "I never saw you think it was too big before."

He Yi blushed and stopped talking. Before, he felt comfortable after the pain was over, but now his face was sour and he didn't feel comfortable at all.

Although Shang Jingwu also treated him like this, but the size was different, he was still at a loss.

The author has something to say: Sorry for being late again, work is really tiring, and I don’t want to move at all when I lie on the bed after work