After dressing as a villain's wife, I live on sand sculptures

The night is quiet, with only a few strands of cool moonlight remaining. Looking at people up close, their faces are covered with a layer of veil-like curtains, which softens the sharp facial features, and they are still so beautiful.

But no matter how beautiful it is, Yuan Ting can't appreciate it now.

Yuan Ting looked disheveled, and wanted to struggle for the last time, so he whispered: "Don't you just want to sleep?"

Zhu Yu left the hot neck where he was being rubbed, and said in a thick voice, "Yes... I just want to sleep, I can't even open my eyes... um..."

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Oh shit!

Do you want to sleep like this at home?

How can you move your hands and feet!

Others sleep in sleep, but you are outrageous!

Yuan Ting is a boy, just...has never touched there, and... There is still a little excitement, which makes him have some small impulses, like a chick breaking its shell, turning its head back Seeing the world is very eye-opening.

Before the voice could be hummed, the person noticed something was wrong, Yuan Ting quickly opened the person's hand, with tears in his eyes, and said loudly with his righteousness: "No, no...it can't be like this."

Zhu Yu really held back, just drooped his head, and said in a low voice: "I have been thinking about my wife for several days... I was thinking about it the day before yesterday, I was thinking about it the day before yesterday, I was thinking about it yesterday, and I was thinking about it today... "I can't bear it anymore, I secretly came back to watch, to see you..."

It was swollen after being touched a few times, and it hurt even when rubbing against the pajamas, but the pain was real, and the distress was also real, Yuan Ting quickly hugged Zhu Yu, really like a big dog.

Zhu Yu was still aggrieved, "I was already tired, but I was even more tired when I couldn't see you... Every time I wanted to video with you for a while, I would die in just a few seconds, yes It's not that I didn't make you happy, is there someone else I like..."

Zhu Yu always looks indifferent and desireless, but when he is drunk, he talks a lot. This is the first time Yuan Ting has heard him talk so much, he is childish and clingy.

He also felt shy, secretly kissed someone on the face, and said, "I miss you too...but you are so busy..."

"So busy, so busy, come back secretly... have meetings every day, every day, those old bones... are hard to chew, so tired..."

It seems that I have really found someone I can rely on, so I am willing to express my inner softness.

Yes, how could you not be tired?

It's been so hard, step by step to the present.

Thinking of this, Yuan Ting's eyes turned red.

Originally liking him felt that it was unfair to him, but when he knew that he also liked him, Yuan Ting only felt so lucky, so lucky.

He always felt that he didn't give Zhu Yu anything, it was Zhu Yu who was treating him well, and it was Zhu Yu who was actively promoting their relationship, and he seemed to be shrinking back.

He seemed like a real little piece of shit, stupid and unworthy of being liked.

Yuan Ting's sadness came silently, but he was still noticed.

The dog threw him on the bed without even thinking about it, his eyes were full of eagerness, and he wiped his eyes, "I'm not very tired, I'm not very tired, I will protect my wife, baby... don't be sad, baby, Don't cry, don't cry..."

Yuan Ting only felt that his eyes were sore, hugged Zhu Yu's head, and whispered: "I didn't cry, I am very, very happy!"

"Woo—" temporarily lost the ability to think, and Zhu Yu was coaxed by words alone.

Yuan Ting patted the person on the back a few more times, and waited for the person to settle down before saying, "I'll get you some hangover soup, okay?"

Zhu Yu shook his head.

Yuan Ting had no choice but to hug him for a while longer, feeling a little out of breath while hugging him, and then found that Zhu Yu was asleep, and quietly turned him over on the bed, slipped out of bed and went downstairs to make sober soup for him .

It was just spring, and it was still a bit chilly after all, Yuan Ting felt his face was hotter than the stove, and he tried to cover it with his hands, but his hands felt cold.

Chen Ma always kept a lot of things in the refrigerator. Yuan Ting had already boiled the soup without much effort. When the soup was hot, he sat in the dining room and waited, wringing his fingers and thinking about things. daze.

When I came back to my senses again, I saw Zhu Yu staggering down the stairs. His legs were just right. Yuan Ting was afraid that he would fall, so he ran to help someone, but he was caught before he was caught. into his arms.

Zhu Yu even cried a little this time, and asked, "Why did you run away and don't want me anymore?"

"No, I didn't run..." Yuan Ting didn't know whether Zhu Yu was awake or drunk, he must have drunk too much wine and drunk himself, otherwise why his head was heavy.

Yuan Ting stretched out his hand to rub the head, and said in a warm voice, "I'll make you hangover soup, otherwise you'll feel bad when you wake up the next day."

He used to share a room with a friend when he was abroad, and that friend liked to drink very much. Every time he got drunk, his head hurt so much that he couldn't get out of bed the next day.

Zhu Yu is more reasonable, "Then you can't run away secretly. When you open your eyes, the baby is gone. Well, it's scary!"

Yuan Ting laughed, "Then how do I get to the kitchen?"

Zhu Yu pretended: "Take me with you."

"Okay, then I'll take you there now." Yuan Ting wanted to grab the man's hand, but he didn't expect Zhu Yu to hang directly on his body.

Just hang it up, the key is that that thing bokied at some point, and stuck to his lower back.

Yuan Ting raised his eyes and peeked at Zhu Yu, but his expression didn't change much.This made him stand out in a special way!

The roots of his ears were red and red, and he was still disorganized. Zhu Yu continued to rest his head on his shoulder, and led people to the kitchen step by step, with his hands being grabbed.It was as if he was tied in his arms.

After a while, the kung fu soup will be hot, and Yuan Ting coaxed in a low voice: "It's about to be filled. If you hold my hand, it will be inconvenient for me. Let go, let go."

"Will not."

Yuan Ting was amused by the childish answer, and said in a low voice: "The soup is very hot, if it leaks, it will be hot and it will hurt."

"Ah." Zhu Yu let go of his hand.

Zhu Yu Neng's obedience is the best, but he just praised people in his heart, and those two hands reached into the hem of the fluffy clothes, lifting up continuous hills.

Yuan Ting was convinced by him, but he was too lazy to argue with him, so he let him fight and went to scoop up the soup by himself. When the soup was finished, his whole body softened, and he could only lean back slightly in Zhu Yu's arms .

At any rate, he carried the soup upstairs, closed the door, and Yuan Ting raised his voice a little, telling him not to do this again, and open his mouth to drink the soup.

But for some unknown reason, his hand was held again.

Yuan Ting was speechless, Zhu Yu seemed afraid that he would run away, how could he run away!

Thinking like this in his mind, and feeling sweet in his heart, he had no choice but to hold hands and feed soup to others.

Finally, the spoon was brought to Zhu Yu’s lips, but after taking a sip, he was beaten to death and refused to open his mouth again. Yuan Ting took a sip of the soup and felt normal, and asked, “What’s wrong?”

That's it, Zhu Yu didn't answer immediately, and only whispered sour after Yuan Ting rubbed it a few more times.

Yuan Ting was about to die laughing, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore, because the solution proposed by Zhu Yu was to let him kiss himself after taking a sip, otherwise he would definitely not drink, even if he ate candy.

Now Yuan Ting was determined not to take the bait, pretending to be angry, and asked: "Are you pretending, aren't you? What's the use of kissing me? Isn't kissing me just as sour???"

As soon as Yuan Ting got angry, Zhu Yu began to cry, grievance Baba lowered his head and didn't speak, but it was painful, and only after a while did he say, "Baby is sweeter."

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Save lives! ! ! !

Yuan Ting is no longer satisfied with the description of a hot air balloon, he feels that he is now a rocket launcher, able to fly into outer space with a whiff.

No matter what happens to him, to be his long-term man is to pamper him!

pet!Pet to death!

What's wrong dear!Who hasn't talked yet? ? ! !

Just kissing and drinking, Yuan Ting felt that he drank most of the soup, and the remaining half was spilled on the carpet.

His own mouth was already swollen and pouted.

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Yuan Ting sighed wistfully, a loving mother has many failures! ! !

Yuan Ting glanced at his bulging belly, then at the empty bowls, thinking that Zhu Yu must have drank a little anyway, so he gave up and dragged someone to the toilet to wash his hands, feet and face, and then Pull people to bed.

It wasn't that he took the initiative to follow others to the toilet, it was Zhu Yu who didn't let go.

In order not to disturb the people, Yuan Ting sacrificed himself.

But even when he was sleeping on the bed, Zhu Yu never let go of his hand, it was weird to sleep like this, Yuan Ting turned his head to try to coax someone to let go of his hand, and he happened to meet the person's eyes.

There is a touch of tenderness in Kan Dao's eyes, which are dark, but there are fireworks in his eyes.

It seems that the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Full of warmth and thoughts of lust/////desire, now he starts to think badly.

Yuan Ting said in a low voice: "Don't drive while drinking, and don't drink while driving. There are thousands of roads, and safety comes first."

I have tormented him enough before, but this time it is still drunk driving, can, can get it!

But I don't know why, but I always feel hot.

It just so happened that no one responded to those words, so Yuan Ting simply turned his head away and didn't speak.After a while, the man came close and kissed from the tip of the ear to the collarbone, gently, but the body that had been teased fell into obsession again.

All refusal to make a statement counts as tacit consent. Yuan Ting still remembered what to do, grabbed Zhu Yu's shoulders tightly, and said, "I need to wash it!"

"Ah."

Yuan Ting, who was already dizzy from being teased, naturally failed to notice that the drunkenness in some people's voices was gone, and he was carried obediently to the bathroom. When he came out, the milk-flavored pudding turned into a strawberry-flavored one. , so soft and greasy, it will hum a few times when you poke it.

Someone maliciously left some wetness on the most tender place, and just held my breath when I felt that the most contemptible place was kissed.

Yuan Ting shrank away in fright, and was caught forcefully again, he was ashamed as hell.

The head finally left there, Yuan Ting thought he was relieved, but no one came in after waiting for a long time, but he only heard someone ask: "Can I?"

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Yuan Ting was so angry that he covered his face, he had already reached this point, is there any point in asking this! ! ! !

But this seems to be stipulated by himself again, he said, he said that there must be ghosts here! ! !

Old dog!Stinky man!Old kinky//thief! !

In the end he was really ashamed, he really couldn't say anything to agree, he was dazed again, and felt itchy, so he just took advantage of people's unpreparedness and pushed him onto the bed, and wanted to sit down on his own.

Naturally, someone was heartbroken by such a cute gesture, and supported the man's slender waist to prevent him from going down, and only put his fingers into the man's mouth to tease the uvula, and said in a deep voice, "Who am I?"

"Woo——" Yuan Ting was still able to speak, his saliva kept flowing out, and he vaguely called her husband.

Then he was stroked on the back as if rewarded.

Hanrun's fingers pressed against it immediately, and asked again: "What do you want my husband to do?"

"Call..." I was finally deprived of my mind, even my eyes were no longer focused, a little slack, and I repeated, "Call my husband...Call my husband... "

"Ok?"

After all, he was still a little sober, he didn't want to continue talking, he just pressed his lips tightly, but it was enough.

A small stone was smashed into the deep pool, but it looked like there was no wind or waves, but it was already hot and cold, and only the moonlight was left to illuminate it.