Addicted Pampering You: The Mysterious Pampered Wife of The Military Ye

The two embraced each other and slept until dawn.

When Shen Qingyi woke up, it was already seven o'clock. In the past, she woke up at six o'clock, and today she rarely fell asleep.

She opened her eyes and just moved, and she noticed that something seemed too wrong. The hand touched it, but it instantly shrank back.

Shen Qingyi realized what it was, squinting his eyes, his face reddened at the speed visible to the naked eye, spreading all the way, and even his neck turned red.

"Is it still satisfied?" Fu Hengyi's hoarse voice echoed in Shen Qing's ear, Shen Qingzhen suddenly jumped up, but forgot that she was surrounded by Fu Hengyi at the moment, and Fu Hengyi looked up slightly she was.

Shen Qingyi’s head directly hit the chin of Fu Fu Hengyi, Shen Qing snorted, and Fu Hengyi snorted directly.

"Clear, do you really want to murder your husband?"

"Who, who makes you rogue." Shen Qingyi can no longer maintain the cold look, stuttering.

Fu Hengyi’s hand fell on Shen Qing’s head and helped her gently press the place she had just hit.

When I heard what she said, my eyes were dark and my teeth were bitten. "Miss Shen, I am 31 years old this year, not three years old. Don't you know that men are the most impulsive in the morning?"

Shen Qing’s red face can bleed, and Rao is calm and self-sufficient. At this moment, I can’t wait to dig a seam to bury myself.

She sat up in a hurry. "That, me, I am going to make breakfast."

Fu Hengyi held her wrist, and with a force, Shen Qingyi fell to Fu Hengyi's body. In a rotation, the position of the two people was reversed.

Fu Hengyi looked down at the people under his eyes, and his eyes were dangerously picked up. "When you order the fire, you have to run?"

Shen Qing’s eyes flustered and looked around. He didn’t dare to look at him. The unintentional touch of the moment reminded her that this was only a waking tiger, or hungry, waiting for the opening. Kind.

Shen Qingyi did not dare to move. "You can only blame yourself for not being strong enough."

Fu Hengyi was laughed at by her. After living for 31 years, she was said to have been poorly determined for the first time. If he was heard by his subordinates, he might be laughed at.

"You wear it like this, but also said that I am determined to be poor, are you sure?" Fu Hengyi's line of sight fell on the white underneath, and the voice was dull.

Shen Qingyi was inexplicable, and following his sight, he found that his pajamas had opened two buttons, revealing a large piece of spring on his chest.

The face just had the heat of retreating and soared again, struggling to get up, but Fu Hengyi was as strong as the stone with her hands.

He looked at her, and the light was extinguished, especially because of her struggle, the whiteness of the eyes was dangling in front of her eyes. He only felt a fire in his head, burning his reason and engulfing his consciousness. .

I noticed that the body temperature of the man was soaring, and the panic of Shen Qing’s eyes was even worse. Just wanted to open his mouth and say something, and the lips were covered with a soft cover.

Fu Hengyi's lips have a slight coolness, which is very different from the heat in his body. His lips are very soft, like a kind of jelly that Shen Qingyi had eaten before, soft, QQ, slippery.

Fu Hengyi kissed the people under him, gentle, awkward, Shen Qingyi closed his eyes, Fu Hengyi's Shen Qingyi's hands were released, one hand stretched out along the hem of the clothes, feeling the delicateness of his hands. Touched, his eyes are darker.

Shen Qingyi’s hand did not know when he took Fu Hengyi’s neck, his teeth were opened, and Fu Hengyi drove straight in. Before the change of gentleness, the kiss became overbearing.

Shen Qingyi only felt that he was placed on a rough sea. As the waves went up and down, the waves were not cool, and the death was like a magma, burning her soul.

Just when Shen Qingyi thought that Fu Hengyi would definitely do the end, Fu Hengyi’s hand was pulled away from his clothes. His head was buried in Shen Qing’s neck. Shen Qingyi could clearly feel his violent chest and heavy weight. Breathing.

No one of them talked or moved.

For a long time, Fu Hengyi turned over and fell out of bed. "I went to take a shower." The head rushed into the bathroom without returning.

The bathroom quickly remembered the sound of the sound of the water, and the snoring of the man.

After a long time, the bathroom was quiet, Fu Hengyi looked at the right hand, and smiled, and he was really self-confident.

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In the bedroom.

Until the sound of the sound of the water in the bathroom, Shen Qingyu slowly got up, the button of the pajamas had all been opened, and she did not wear anything inside. At this moment, the softness of the chest was completely exposed to the air, if Fu Hengyi saw To this picture, I am afraid that even the strong self-control will collapse.

Shen Qingyi got up and changed clothes, looking at the red marks on his chest in the mirror, and sometimes even on his neck, he couldn't help but redden his face.

Her fingers licked the dark purple enamel traces.

"You can rest assured that I will never move you if you don't want to."

In my mind, echoing the words that Fu Hengyi said in her ear last night, what appeared in front of me was that Fu Hengyi had just endured sweating but still braked at a critical moment.

Her mouth faint smile, although even if Fu Hengyi is doing it, she will not blame him. After all, they are husband and wife, but there will still be a slight disappointment in my heart.

Shen Qingyi quickly changed his clothes and went into the kitchen until he washed his face with cold water, and the heat gradually came down.

She opened the refrigerator, looked at the existing ingredients, took out a few, and planned to make breakfast. I don't know what Fu Hengyi likes to eat, so she plans to do what she usually eats.

She doesn't like to eat Western-style breakfast, but buns or something, it's too late to do it, so Shen Qingyi only plans to make tomato egg noodles.

When Fu Hengyi came out to take a shower, he saw such a picture: Shen Qingyu was surrounded by aprons, his hair was tied with rubber bands, and he was holding a spoon.

Such Shen Qingyi, retired from the coldness of the weekdays, became soft and quiet, as if the fairy who had never eaten the fireworks of the world turned into an ordinary woman and became a home, but more and more attracted the attention of Fu Hengyi.

"You can go to get chopsticks first, you can eat it right away." Shen Qingyi noticed Fu Hengyi, said one sentence, did not dare to look up at him.

Fu Hengyi’s face has recovered calm and gone. “I am going to pretend, you will go to the table first.”

Shen Qingyi nodded and walked out of the kitchen.

Fu Hengyi put the two bowls of noodles and put them out.

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