Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

The word "going home" often has eternal charm. I want to go home when I am hungry, I want to go home when I am cold, I want to go home when I am happy, and I want to go home when I am sad.

Full of warmth and lust. Desire, a small farewell to a new love.It is right to go home and hug Qingqing and me.

Qinghe asked: "Which home?"

"The General's Mansion! Auntie is still waiting at home."

She abducted the man back home confidently, Liuqin and Liuse listened carefully, and said "really", the little general's face became thicker.

Qinghe smiled, "Let's go."

Brought an oil-paper umbrella from Liu Se and opened it, Chi Heng walked on the snow-falling long street with his fiancée under the umbrella.

She has a slender waist and long legs, and she was a year younger than Qing He. She is two inches taller than Qing He by accident. The hand that holds the umbrella is well-articulated, slender, slender, and as white as a thin bamboo shoot that has been shaved. She is very beautiful. , is also very moving.

With a long knife on his waist, handsome and cold coexist.

"looking at what?"

"Look at your waist..."

Chi Heng's eyelashes trembled, and the ears of the two sisters, Qin Se and Qin Se, who were leading the horse behind, turned red—you really dare to say anything!

Qing He smiled: "And your knife."

She gasped for breath as she spoke, and was so tempted to tease her that she wanted to live and die. Chi Heng held her shoulder to shoulder, holding back his shyness, and asked softly, "Which one looks better?"

"not sure."

"Huh? Why can't you tell for sure?"

"you guess."

"..." Where can I guess?

The snow fell lightly on the umbrella surface like an ink painting, Chi Heng guessed all the way, and waited for the others to stand outside the gate of the general's mansion, but they didn't guess the reason for 'not sure'.

"Welcome home, General!"

The butler led the generals, guards, and servants to stand neatly in a row, with joy in their eyes.

This is her home.

Returning after a few months, Chi Heng straightened his spine, took Qinghe's hand and walked in the door generously.

Last year, the Chi family lost three generals within a day, and now finally welcomes a fourth-rank Xuanwu general. The great general has a successor, and the housekeeper wept with joy.

After seeing A Niang, Chi Heng directly led Qinghe into [Mingguang Courtyard].

The Mingguang Courtyard was no different from before she left, the white plums were in bloom, and the courtyard was full of fragrance.

Chasing away the servants watching the excitement, Chi Heng pushed open the door of the main house, and the daylight shone into the inner room, making it clean and tidy.

"It's great, it feels so good to be home."

Every plant, tree, brick, and tile here has beauty that cannot be replaced elsewhere. Here is her past and her roots.

The scent she liked lingered in the inner room, and before Chi Heng could break free from the memory, he put a hand on her waist affectionately.

"Achi, I want to see you."

Chi Heng's heart moved, and he stood there obediently, letting Qinghe raise his hand to take off her silver mask.

The mask was taken off, and the little general's fully grown face came into view clearly. With a ray of light shining on her from outside the window, Qinghe's breathing stagnated, and his heart stopped beating for a moment.

"Are you dumbfounded?" Chi Heng smiled at her happily, with bright teeth and star eyes, full of charm.

It wasn't enough for Qing He to look at her, he leaned over and quickly kissed her lips, just touching the water, as if just confirming that what he saw was true.

The little general's skin was fair and tender, and the wind and sand at the border did not damage her natural beauty.

Seeing the astonishment in the eyes of the girl he loves, Chi Heng is quite proud of himself, thankful that he has the foresight, if his face was hurt by others, or his beauty was damaged by the coarse dust, how could he fascinate Wanwan?

She knows how to use her appearance very well, the corners of her lips turned up: "Are you satisfied?"

Qinghe suddenly threw himself into her arms, hugged her neck tightly and did not let go, did not say a word.

Chi Heng took a deep breath of her daughter's fragrance, put his hands around her waist, and said with a smile: "For you, I cherish this face, and no one wants to hurt her hair except for you to bite her."

"Who's going to bite?"

"I'll bite you."

Qinghe laughed through tears.

Her body was delicate and soft, and the alluring cold fragrance penetrated into Chi Heng's nostrils, and the two of them slowly let go after hugging for a while.

"Wanwan, wait for me first, I'll come as soon as I go."

She hurried into the bathroom on one side, and Qinghe just used this short leisure time to calm down.

After calming down, she looked in the direction of the eye bath room, muttered, and peach blossoms flew across her face.

"I am coming!"

Chi Heng washed his face, brushed his teeth, and carefully brushed his mouth and tongue three times. The light armor on his body was removed, his long hair was scattered like ink, and he only wore a soft, snow-white undershirt.

Running out like this, the fool didn't know what she was going to do, Qinghe pretended to be confused with understanding.

"Wanwan? Wanwan??"

Chi Heng tugged at her sleeves, grinning, totally lacking the majesty in front of outsiders, her throat was thirsty, but she didn't want to drink water, she just wanted to drink Wanwan's sweet water, and coaxed people to climb Wushan with her and go to Fengyue.

Shameless and shameless, he patiently rubbed his lips for a quarter of an hour, and said a lot of sweet words. To put it bluntly, he wanted to tease the beauty.

The little general was naturally handsome, and the two of them were so affectionate, it seemed that they would not suffer no matter how she served them, and they were not very easy to manipulate.

Qing He pointed at her half-open collarbone: "What do you want?"

Chi Heng grabbed her white and tender fingertips with quick eyes and thought to himself: I can do whatever I want?

She couldn't help thinking wildly, and the beauty gave her a sideways glance: "You are so beautiful."

"..."

Chi Heng is quite beautiful, she is beautiful in her heart, when she thinks that such a fairy-like figure is her fiancée, who is connected with her, she is so beautiful that molasses flow out of her heart.

"Sister, quench my thirst first."

Seeing Qinghe's delay in responding, she was so anxious that her forehead began to sweat, as if she was really thirsty as she said, her red lips were dry and red a little coquettishly: "I'm so thirsty!"

It's like a child yelling for sweets from his mother, if you don't obey her, she will make trouble with you.

Qing He laughed: "Is this what you are good for?"

Chi Heng's eyeballs rolled, and he thought to himself: I have to work hard for this prospect, if you don't allow it, I will use my strength!

Her eyes are too direct and hot, and she can speak clearly with her eyes.

Qinghe Xixi hesitated between 'obedience' and 'seeing her use force'. After all, it had been a long time since they had seen each other, and she couldn't show her face. She nodded, and Chi Heng hurriedly hugged her on the wide chair covered with several layers of rabbit fur.

It's not going to the bed... Qinghe's mind is floating.

Chi Heng wore snow socks and stepped on the thick and soft woolen blanket, knelt there, one looked down, the other looked up, the two looked at each other, Miss Shen was ashamed.

Her heart trembled and her legs trembled, but looking at someone who needed her comfort, she tried her best to calm her heart.

Seeing that she was getting ready, Chi Heng got his head under the beauty's skirt.

The flowery skirt softly covered her upper body, thin light shone in through the skirt, and the earth dragon in the inner room was burning hotter than a few days ago.

Qinghe closed his eyes and was gently held up by her, his arms resting weakly on the armrests on both sides.

This was the first time she couldn't see A Chi.

It is also their rare intimacy.

Like a deer drinking from a brook, and like a cat drinking from water.Babbling, but also greedy.

She used to like to be patient in this matter, and only let out a little voice, her soft and melodious voice can drive people crazy.

Contrary to her, Chi Heng is the lawless and shameless one.

After several times of teasing, I felt complacent: No matter how reserved and patient Wanwan is, doesn't she miss her so much?

Chi Heng was coaxed away by her enthusiastic feedback, and his thoughts changed: what's so good about wine?Worry is still trouble when she wakes up from the wine, but the water Wanwan gave her is sweet and can moisten people's hearts.

Her confidence returned to her heart in an instant, and she was full of energy.

It's like tasting a piece of milk cake that is delicate and fragrant, or a pastry made of layers of petals with the tip of your tongue. How you taste it will be delicious.

I wish I could probe into the deepest part and pick up countless fragrances.

It didn't take long, and Qinghe's hands and feet were already trembling.

Her body is weak, her cheeks moistened by love are pink, her well-maintained nails are pierced into the fine inner fabric, her face is pink, her neck is pink, and her fingernails are all pink.

Why don't people sigh after seeing it-what a blooming peach blossom?

Chi Heng withdrew, her lips were moist and bright, and her chin was also stained with fragrant dew. She knew the taste, her eyes were bright, and there was an unextinguished fire and inexhaustible ecstasy hidden in her words.

"Clean and sweet."

Qinghe's ears burned, and he refused to listen to her nasty words.

Seeing that she looked drunk but not drunk, showing a sense of satisfaction that was not there before, General Chi's smile deepened.

She didn't even dare to say, what's wrong with this, she can serve Wanwan more comfortably.

"cold."

Qinghe moved her slender legs, and the pure white underpants were piled innocently on her slender ankles. Chi Heng's eyes darkened, and he straightened his hands and feet neatly for her.

Cleaned up decently, wiped her chin with a handkerchief, and gently wiped the reddened corners of Miss Shen's eyes with her fingertips: "Sister, shall I take you to wash?"

if not?

Qinghe would have no strength, so he raised his arms to reach her neck, and Chi Heng immediately bent down to cooperate with her occasional coquettish behavior.

The soft-scented beauty hugged her full of arms, worried that she would be cold, so she pulled the cloak that was still at the side to wrap her tightly, and Chi Heng was satisfied at this point.

She made up her mind to do it a few more times.

They have soaked in [Drunken Immortal Pond] in Yingshui Biezhuang, and they have soaked in [Yun Pond] in Xiuchun Bieyuan. I still remember the first time I served there. Chi Heng is greedy and dissatisfied. Got to bubble in her backyard pool.

The border is bitter and cold. If you want to make contributions, how can you not endure hardship?

But Wan Wan is very sweet.

If it's not enough, she really doesn't want to let him go.

At first glance, she was thinking about some embarrassing twists and turns, Qinghe poked his head out of her arms, the two got intimate, and the last bit of unfamiliarity was dispelled by the heat.

Her voice was a little hoarse when she was emotional before, "Why are you so powerful all of a sudden?"

Chi Heng carried her to the [Drunk Heart Pond], all the servants in the yard were driven out by her, so she was not afraid of spoiling the scenery.

On the way to [Zuixin Pond], she always warmed the person in her arms with pure yang zhenqi, and she felt very comfortable inside and out, relaxed and relaxed, and didn't mind complimenting someone.

It's okay if she doesn't boast, but when she boasted, Chi Heng couldn't help but smile to himself, and when she had had enough of snickering, her eyebrows and eyes flew up: "What else can I do, thinking about it day and night, thinking about it all the time, there is nothing I can do. Hate is useless.

"When I don't see you, apart from leading soldiers to fight, my mind is full of sex. When I see you, I wish I could draw out my heart to please you. I haven't been through this for a long time, and I'm afraid you think I'm going backwards. How dare I not work hard?"

At first it sounds glib, but when you listen carefully it is very affectionate, Qing He buried her neck and smiled.

"pretty good."

"What's good?"

"You are a nice person."

Chi Heng's eyes narrowed into a line with a smile: "Sister, you and I are like this, why do you think I'm good?"

Qinghe ignored her, took a few breaths, and asked, "How are you and me?"

The little general was at a loss for words when asked.

Unexpectedly, one sentence really caught her, Qing He rubbed his face against her neck with a smile, his heart softened.

If this remark goes back to when they were in [Yunchi], Achi would have more than a dozen unscrupulous ways to deal with her molestation.

She was dumb this time, which she found interesting.

By the time Chi Heng remembered to tease him back, it was already too late.

Losing the best opportunity to flirt, she thought to herself that she was stupid.

What's wrong?

What can I do?

Aren't they all in and out?

Is it because I didn't drink enough just now?

Chi Heng passed the corner, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: No, Wanwan hasn't helped her yet...

She secretly thought it was a disadvantage.

Looking down at his fiancée's delicate lips, his heart itched instantly.

Bianguan is a place where the birds don't shit, she has heard too many dirty jokes, and she was dragged by her colleagues to the Chunlou several times, but she only dared to stand downstairs and blow the air.

Whenever other people sneak in to have fun, she thinks of Wanwan, and her heart is no different from a cat's paw scratching lightly.

Qinghe was wrapped in a thick fox cloak, leaned up slightly and kissed the tip of her chin.

The little general came out of the bitter cold memory, with a resentful expression on his face: "Don't you give me a refreshment? I also want to praise you for being amazing."

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The author has something to say:

Low EQ: We have to go back and forth.

High EQ: I also want to praise you for being amazing√