Can We Be More Honest

After the age of thirteen, Xu Xu lived with people for the first time.

This kind of bedtime is warm, and the experience of adding two cups of rice to cooking is really novel.

She took a week of marriage leave at the studio and devoted herself to the life of the newly-appointed Mrs. Lu.

Lu Teng happened to be not busy, and the two stayed at home and experienced the joy of a newly married Yaner.

Finding that neither of them likes to wash dishes, and that there is a vacancy in the kitchen of Lu Teng's house, Xu Xu ordered a dishwasher online with great interest, and also called the same city express.

The order placed in the morning, just after dinner at noon, Xu Xu looked at the dishes on the table with a bit of melancholy: "I would have bought it earlier if I knew it."

Lu Teng looked at her bitterly and resentfully with a funny look: "Did you throw away the bowl you used once?"

Xu Xu shook his head: "I think, but there are no mines in my house."

After speaking, she bit the corner of her mouth, a little embarrassed: "Do you think I'm lazy?"

Lu Teng walked to the kitchen with tableware and chopsticks in his hand: "I'm very convinced that I can find a wife who can cook."

Xu Xu thought about it, yes, her cooking skills can be obtained by taking a chef certificate without modesty.

So he went in with peace of mind, took the apron behind the door, and tied it on tiptoe for him.

Pink Sailor Moon.

Super joy.

Lu Teng was a bit taller than her, and even if he lowered his head, Xu Xu had to stand on tiptoe to put the apron on him.

The slender arms circled up from the ears, and the downcast eyes were her quiet and delicate face.

like a hug.

The newlywed wife's embrace, don't do something and still be a human?

Lu Teng's Adam's apple rolled down, grabbed the man's waist and dragged it over.

The last little space between the two disappeared instantly.

Xu Xu bumped into Lu Teng's chest, still a little stunned, raised his head, and met the man's bent face.

After living together for so many days, she was already familiar with Lu Teng's eyes when he wanted to do bad things.

Deep, intense, with a touch of oppressive ink.

She couldn't help tugging at the unfastened **** the back of his neck.

When the distance was 0.01 cm, a crisp doorbell rang at the door.

Xu Xu quickly opened his eyes, pushed Lu Teng away, turned around and ran out: "Dishwasher dishwasher! My dishwasher!"

The unfastened apron just fell to the ground.

Lu Teng: "…"

Xu Xu ran to the entrance, covered his face and breathed a sigh of relief.

She really can't bear to drive without saying a word...

The master who came to the door for installation was very quick, and he retired in less than 20 minutes.

Xu Xu studied it novelly for a while: "It's so clean!"

Lu Teng leaned against the door and hummed casually.

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, it was fast.

He knocked on the door panel: "Go for a nap?"

Xu Xu lived a regular and restrained life. At this point every day, he would drink a glass of milk and sleep for an hour.

She shook her head: "The storage box I just bought today has also arrived. I'm going to clean up the closet. Go to sleep first."

Lu Teng lowered his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was dizzy with a layer of ink.

So in the good afternoon, Xu Xu sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the closet, carefully took out the clothes of the two people who were mixed in the closet one by one, and sorted them on the left and right.

The newly purchased underwear storage is a light-colored long box, which is just tucked into the bottom of the cabinet.

She took out her underwear from the pile of clothes, rolled it carefully, and stood in a row like sushi.

Putting away her own, she glanced at the dark bodysuit of the man on the left, licked her lips, and buried the folded clothes like a thief.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, someone behind him suddenly said, "I can't find it this way."

Xu Xu was startled and almost fell into the cabinet.

As soon as he turned around, Lu Teng was lying on his side on the bed, leaning his head and looking over, very awake.

"Aren't you asleep?"

Lu Teng patted the surface of the bed: "I can't sleep alone."

He continued the topic just now: "Why don't you take my panties?"

Xu Xu's face turned red all of a sudden.

"I got it. Well received."

Lu Teng pointed to the storage box she just put away: "It's the same, roll it up and stand in a row."

"…"

Xu Xu's fingers moved, and just as he was about to lift up the pile of clothes that were about to be covered, a pair of hands wrapped around his waist and dragged him directly to the bed.

"Forget it, I'll take care of it myself. Now take a nap with me?"

The tragic nap a few days ago is still fresh in his mind, and Xu Xu has a deep shadow on these two words now.

She hurriedly grabbed his hands: "I still have to do laundry."

Lu Teng didn't move, calmly: "I've already washed it."

Xu Xu: "I want to prepare lessons."

"You are on marriage leave, what lessons are you preparing for?"

"…"

No more tricks.

Lu Teng lowered his eyes, was silent for a moment, and said unsurely, "I'm not skilled?"

Indeed, every time she is more resistant to this matter.

Lu Teng thought back, except for the first time his performance was unexpectedly bad, the next few times he thought he played normally...

Now, after being rejected for the nth time euphemistically asking for love, he was injured, pressed the woman on the bed, and asked indomitably, "How bad is it? Is it bad?"

Xu Xu didn't know how the topic changed from naps to **** techniques. After a long time, he reacted, his cheeks were flushed, and the crimson color extended all the way to his neck, so embarrassed that he wanted to knock him out.

Unable to get a response, Lu Teng felt that it was more effective to communicate while practicing. He pressed her waist and started to unbutton her pajama shirt...

At a critical moment, Song Yuanyuan rescued Xu Xu with a phone call.

She rolled out of bed, went to the toilet to wash her face, and stuck out her head cautiously. Lu Teng was lying on the bed, one arm across his eyes, panting to calm his reaction.

Xu Xu felt that this was indeed a bit too much. I heard that men were like this at the beginning, and they couldn't stop after driving. She should be considerate. It is not the way to hide all the time.

She changed her clothes and squatted by the bed, and gently kissed the corner of his lips: "I'm sorry, Yuanyuan and I haven't seen each other for a long time, so I'm going to have afternoon tea and come back soon, I promise."

Lu Teng remained motionless, and said in a muffled voice, "Continue when you come back."

After a pause, "Three times."

Xu Xu was silent, smashed the pillow on his face, and ran away with the bag.

There was a low slamming sound at the door.

Lu Teng calmed down for a few minutes, moved his arms away, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

After two seconds, I took out the mobile phone beside my pillow, Baidu: How can men improve their skills?

The link was refreshed, and there were quite a few similar problems, which made Lu Teng feel a little comforted.

Click to reply, most of them are soft articles of various male health products.

There are a few highly-liked answers "just practice with your girlfriend" and "life is not important, capital is the fault".

Lu Teng: "…"

I was sinking into deep self-doubt when the doorbell rang.

Xu Xu has bought a lot of furniture online in the past few days, and he didn't doubt it. He grabbed his T-shirt and got up to open the door.

Before the door panel was pulled to the end, the woman's voice rushed over her head and covered her face: "How long are you going to hide from me?"