My Beautiful and Bossy Wife

No way……

When Xia Yuyan looked at Su Jin, her beautiful face was full of innocent expressions.

On the other hand, Daguan Su was demonstrating with his hands, holding the beautiful calf above Xia Yuyan's knees, moving it up, and slapped it hard!

"Pop!" The crisp sound was very clear in the not-so-large bathroom.

"Ah...it hurts!" Xia Yuyan couldn't help but cried out in pain, condensing her brows, her teeth biting one side of her lip obliquely, Su Jin was really hitting too hard with his hands, too painful.

"Do you still say that I can't do this strength? You said that what is wrong with you, you have to challenge your man's authority?" Su Jin said, and put Xia Yuyan's lying state directly around his waist, even though he was injured. , But he still carried his wife on the uninjured shoulder.

"Don't...what are you doing, stop making trouble!" Xia Yuyan's flat abdomen was pressed against the broad shoulders, and his complexion was already crimson, so he was carried out of the bathroom by Young Master Su.

"Sleep, I can't sleep without you." Su Jin looked sideways as he walked and looked at the place where he wanted to see the most.

At the top of the thin black socks, with the swing of the lift, strands of lace cling to the skin of the white beautiful legs, and the ultimate figure of the beautiful wife has reached a state.

Su Jin’s body is hot, and when he looks at the streamlined arc-shaped curve of his wife’s waist beside his face, he seems to be looking at a beautiful picture scroll, which makes him unable to look away. Obsessed to be immersed in it, unable to extricate himself!

Gently put Xia Yuyan like a rare and beautiful jade on the bed, she has never been so behaved since her impression.

Su Jin still likes the cold, frosty Xia Yuyan, and quarreling with him as usual, it is full of joy. He knows that Xia Yuyan has not changed, and now she just doesn't believe that she will stay and accompany her. To grow old is a temporary compromise.

But the ancestor left a word to say.

People in the arena involuntarily! It's like driving on the road steadily, without causing trouble, but getting hit by someone else, but it's just a fate.

Su Jin's face was full of warm smiles at the moment, "Go to sleep, wife."

Xia Yuyan stared blankly, without blinking her eyes.

After a little silence, Xia Yuyan and Su Jin looked at each other, and suddenly said nervously: "Come on, Su Jin! Come on."

"Yeah." Su Jin nodded and lay down.

Turn off the lights.

In the dark scene, Xia Yuyan turned sideways and gently hugged Su Jin's left shoulder with his hands, and his forehead also touched his right shoulder.

Su Jin looked at the ceiling in the dark with his eyes open, and a hot liquid flowed over the skin of his right shoulder.

‘Why do I often have tears in my eyes? Because I love a guy named Su Jin so much. ’

——Quotations from Xia Yuyan.

...

The night is constantly running over on the time mill.

When the sky is bright, Haoran Villa!

"Wanqing Pavilion"!

Behind the screen, on the bed, there is an Iraqi lying on the bed.

The plain white dress covers her body, the fabric-like white stockings wrap her beautiful feet, her long legs are evenly close together, her beautiful appearance is suffocating, but her situation at the moment is very wrong, although her eyes are tightly closed. , But there are dense sweat on the forehead.

Tang Yuxun was dreaming. He was having a strange dream. Unlike the nightmare that was fixed every day, the scenes of this dream were constantly changing.

There is only one protagonist in the dream, and that is Su Jin. It is so real that it is impossible to tell whether it is reality or virtual.

Just as he said, the scene changed again. This time it was on the edge of the desert where the wind was sweeping the sand. Tang Yuxun, dressed in the costume of an ancient woman-wrapped woman, sat on a small hill and looked forward. A small team was killed in front of him. Of the soldiers.

"It's over, the Cao Jun brigade has killed them! Youzhou can't keep it!" a familiar man's voice.

When the front squad was killed, a young man wearing a blue armor holding a shield, panicked, crawling and appearing in front of Tang Yuxun, who is not Su Jin or who! He turned out to be a deserter at the moment!

At this moment, Tang Yuxun, dressed as a heroine, picked up a stone and hit Su Jin as a deserter with a fierce and precise technique!

"Oh..." The deserter Su Jin with his face full of sand immediately screamed, looking up at Tang Yuxun, angrily raised the shield in his hand, and said angrily: "Are you blind? You can't see such a big shield. I just threw the stone on my head!"

"Haha." Tang Yuxun couldn't help but laughed.

"Girl, you look so good at smiling..." Although deserter Su Jin was embarrassed, he scratched his head and stared blankly.

"Deseter...what should I do with military discipline?" Tang Yuxun asked.

"The heroine is forgiving, next time... I won't dare anymore." Su Jin immediately raised his hand to promise, and said seriously.

"..."

Fate might start like this...

Dreaming scenes turn around again, and there are many similar mortal encounters. For example, Tang Yuxun, a young nun who had her hair cut as a nun, and Young Master Su, who was also a monk, met. Later, both returned to secularism, and there were also Confucian scholar Su Jin and village girls. Story after story of Tang Yuxun.

Baimeng rotation? But it stopped at killing!

The blood-red scene that I dreamed of every day appeared again! Tang Yuxun was frightened and immediately put his arms on the bed, and sat up, still panting in his small mouth! Obviously scared!

After the dream was finished, the morning in the mountains was still slightly cool, Tang Yuxun rubbed his forehead and got off the bed. It can be seen that it is not all bright outside now. She turned on the light and found a coat to put on.

After turning on the light, Tang Yuxun's face suddenly turned shocked. She keenly noticed that there was a man's shadow in front of the window, standing with her hand in her hand!

"Who!"