Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

The memory of this night was bad for Jing Tong, but it was not so wonderful for Jiang Yu.

Of course, the matter itself is still very beautiful, but he didn’t have much mood to experience it. After all, his little wife was so scared of pain. At first, her body was completely tight, and her expression was like being sentenced. Was breathless, and it was uncomfortable to even take him.

I was afraid that she would leave a psychological shadow on this matter. When halfway through, Jiang Yu was helpless, and had planned to let her go. Who knew he was going back, but the woman cried even more.

It is painful to move forward, but also pain to retreat. The man's larynx slipped a few times, sinking to the end.

It seemed to Jingtong that there was torture for as long as a century, but it actually ended in just over ten minutes. The woman underneath had no fun. Jiang Yu had too much fun, let alone to take care of her. His feelings, his movements are very careful, and he has been trying to appease her.

Fortunately, after she gradually adjusted, her expression was not so painful. She bit her lip and suppressed the choked throat in her throat. Her breathing was short and disordered, and her red eyes looked so pitiful.

Still not enjoyable.

Jiang Yu was both helpless and compassionate. He leaned over to grab her red lips and indulged the rhythm a little. The overflowing voice in the woman's mouth was messy and broken, making Jiang Yu more difficult to hold on.

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After the end, Jiang Yufu gasped quickly in her body, Jing Tong's originally closed eyes finally opened tremblingly.

"You... you're sweaty all over..." She choked with a sore voice, so that her voice wasn't wronged, and she pushed him weakly with his hand on his shoulder.

Jiang Yu grabbed her hands, rolled her throat, and then said hoarsely, "I will take you to take a bath?"

Most of the sweat on him came out because of worry and distress. Otherwise, with his physical strength, this amount of exercise is not at all a matter of fact.

"No, you go..." Jing Tong said angrily, twisting his face to the side and burying it in the pillow.

Jiang Yu was also angry and funny, leaned over and kissed her face, got up and went to the bathroom.

After the hot source of heat left him, Jing Tong finally let out a sigh of relief, his body moved a little, and a tear-like pain struck. Jing Tong felt aggrieved and almost cried out.

Liars, liars, what only hurts a little bit... all liar!

Jing Tongqi hammered the bed fiercely.

She knew that she couldn't blame anyone on this matter. Although Jiang Yu set her down, she was the one who took the initiative. But can this blame her? She didn't know that this matter was so terrible!

Jing Tong thought aggrievedly, dragging silently over the quilt to wrap himself.

After a while, Jiang Yu came out of the bathroom and saw the woman's pitiful appearance. He couldn't help but licking the corner of his lips-it's probably that the man has such unspeakable horror in his heart, such as seeing her pitiful appearance, He was just about to move.

He walked over and lifted the quilt. Jing Tong was caught in his arms before he could object.

"Hello!" She stared at him with wide red eyes.

Jiang Yu touched her with her forehead, and her voice was very soft: "Good boy, I just filled the bathtub with hot water, and the bubbles will be more comfortable."

Jing Tong's gang bulged, but he didn't refuse.

Jiang Yu laughed, picked her up, went to the bathroom, and put her into the bathtub.