After marrying Long Jun, he said that I climbed high

An hour passed in a blink of an eye.

Cui Yan's tone became obviously cooler, "How do you feel now?"

Fu Xuan got into the bed with a blushing face as if drunk, and replied: "Cui Lang's method really works, my family doesn't feel sick anymore."

Unexpectedly, Cui Yan's method sounds absurd, but it actually works!

The man suddenly looked away, squeezed his chin, and said forcefully: "Since you don't feel uncomfortable anymore, then move your throat and scream louder!"

"Why?"

Is the sun coming out west?

When they were happy in the past, men were eager to cover their mouths with a veil, why are they so elegant today?

Before he had time to be happy, he heard Cui Yan reply: "They stuffed that Miss Xue into my house, and there are servants waiting outside the house, so it can be seen that Mrs. Xue Li hasn't given up yet. So, you should understand gone?"

Fu Xuan seemed to have been splashed with cold water, "Cui Lang is taking advantage of the slave family."

Cui Yan put on a whole set of fallacies, persuading him: "How can you use it? You call me a 'reckless man', and I have never turned against you. You are the wife that I am married to. Huan is not a matter of course?"

Fu Xuanru had a thorn in his throat, but the man said that, it was not unreasonable, so he had to make a compromise: "That's fine."

He asked earnestly, "Is it okay for my slave to shout like this?"

As soon as the question was over, Fu Xuan pulled his throat generously and started a demonstration, yelling some unbearable boudoir love words.

Cui Yan's eyes darkened, his tone was critical, and he said in a tsk: "You can be more aggressive."

Fu Xuan was dripping with sweat, soaking a large area of ​​the mattress, but he insisted on talking hard with the man.

"Hmph, then Cui Lang, please concentrate and work harder, I haven't found the feeling yet."

What he said was like pouring boiling oil into a fiery furnace, which would only make the fire more intense.

Cui Yan's ears are very tired, there are such shameless sluts in this world.

Fortunately, this gorgeous ghost is still the wife who passed the door by himself, and even though he humiliated him in every possible way, Fu Xuan still refused to repent.

At the beginning, he regarded himself as a mortal and forced himself to do things with him, but now that he thinks about it, it is even more hateful!

If it wasn't so, why would he be tied up with such a bastard, so that he would dirty his life's wisdom for no reason.

In this way, it was really superfluous for me, why I was so overwhelmed with thinking about helping this lustful ghost to find his life experience, and even trying to improve his ghost power.

Thinking of a ghost like him, I'm afraid he would rather rush to court every day for pleasure.

The more Cui Yan thought about it, the more he felt that Fu Xuan was not worthy to enter the door of his Hades, and the force on his throat became heavier.

Seeing that Fu Xuan's face was flushed red and he was out of breath, he felt relieved.

That's right, this is in line with his Long Jun style.

For such a lowly and vulgar voluptuous ghost, it is a great blessing to be able to get into his bed, and he can handle it as he wants, so why should he care what this ghost thinks.

Since Fu Xuan's nature is like this, he doesn't need to cherish it at all, and it's okay to treat it as a lively and interesting thing, just as he needs to use Fu Xuan to dispel the anger all over his body.

Once the vulgar thoughts in my heart are aroused, it is difficult to force them back, and it is necessary to find a breakthrough to bridge again.

Cui Yan pulled Fu Xuan's head out of the quilt, instantly like a drifting boat, immersed in the gentleness, tireless.