He Is Warmer Than Time

Yang Haitao made a big hook and brought her into his arms, with a hoarse voice: "I can exercise my rights as a husband one day earlier, can't you?"

Song Xuan struggled, thinking of the night, her face flushed with shame: "Rogue, let me go."

Yang Haitao's big hands went on fire again, and his voice was lazy: "Huh? I'm a rogue? Why am I a rogue?"

Song Xuan struggled: "It turned you back."

Raising his hand and tapping his cheek lightly, Yang Haitao grabbed her hand, rolled over, and pressed her under him again. His smile was full of success: "Well, I'm the opposite, and you can do anything with me. No."

Song Xuan raised her eyebrows to look at him: "Oh? Really? Do you think I can't do anything with you? I haven't received the certificate, and the banquet hasn't been done. Where is your confidence that I can't do anything with you?"

Yang Haitao's overbearing image collapsed at this point, and he immediately persuaded: "No...no, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau after breakfast."

Song Xuan snorted: "Someone is...cough...wrapped around me...for the whole night. I feel sick. It is not suitable to go out today."

Yang Haitao immediately tasted the taste of lifting a rock and smashing his own foot, and quickly said: "I can hold you the whole time, I can hold you into the Civil Affairs Bureau, and then hold you in the car after receiving the certificate. you come back."

Song Xuan kicked his calf with her foot: "You really didn't bury the title of rogue."

Yang Haitao looked like a little wolf dog: "Xiaoxuan, give me a good time, come with me to get the certificate."

Song Xuan snorted: "I haven't gotten married yet. You don't care about my wishes. If you really get married, then you have to."

It was fun to tease him. Sometimes he was so mature and overbearing that she couldn't refuse him, and sometimes he looked like a child, strangely cute.

As cute as her Xiao Ran.

Yang Haitao mumbled: "I didn't ignore your wishes, you... didn't you refuse, besides, you should feel comfortable too, you hug my neck and squat on my shoulders..."

Song Xuan pinched his waist severely, blushing so much that he bleeds: "Who...who is comfortable, what are you talking about?"

Yang Haitao hurriedly changed his words: "Well, I feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable. Then I am also the first time. I have no experience. I promise to make you comfortable next time. Okay?"

Song Xuan felt ashamed to see people: "You still said..."

Yang Haitao felt that her image on weekdays was too different, beautiful and charming, and couldn't help but **** her again.

Hmm, Song Xuan can't get out of bed at all. The look in Yang Haitao's eyes is particularly sad. Yang Haitao cheerfully hugs her to get up: "Eat breakfast, and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau after breakfast. Ha ha, today is a good day."

Song Xuan didn't even have the strength to lift his foot and kick him: "Don't go, I won't go, I don't have any strength at all."

Yang Haitao hugged her tightly: "It seems that you don't mind if I hold you the whole time. It is estimated that people will say that the world is getting worse and worse."

Song Xuan's eyes are dark. Now Yang Haitao is really quite literate, and she uses idioms quite sleekly. She also knows that this man is used to shamelessly. If he can really do things like embracing her into the Civil Affairs Bureau, she can only be strong. He got out of the bed.

His legs were soft, and he lost a big face in front of Yang Haitao. Yang Haitao was so happy to be like a second fool. The daughter-in-law was because of his soft legs, which showed that he was fierce.