My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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"That... didn't say you didn't say you, I mean you are a blessed, married such a beautiful and gentle wife!"

Doubting the man's ability, this is a bit serious. Zhao Anan doesn't want to fight Zheng Jing again. After all, he and Zheng Lun are about to get married. If she is injured, Lun Lun will be angry.

It is rare that Zhao Anan spoke softly, and Zheng Jing didn't care about her anymore.

After picking the wedding dress, Shangguan Ning was taken by Jing Yichen, Zhao Anan was also taken by Mu Qing, Zheng Jing drove Zheng Lun back, he saw that Zheng Lun’s white face was still carrying a wedding dress pick The excitement and happiness, can not help but smile gently.

When they returned home, Zheng Qinan and Pei Xinhua both went out, but had not returned yet. The recent wedding had turned both of them busy, and there was almost no time when they were idle.

If there is no one at home, Zheng Jing will be more unscrupulous.

He directly picked Zheng Lun up and walked upstairs.

Zheng Lun was taken aback, thinking he would mind what Zhao Anan said and wanted to do something to prove himself.

She blushed and said: "Brother, An An is just kidding, don't go to your heart, I know you... yes."

The last three words, the voice is already low as mosquitoes.

Such a thing, Zheng Lun is really embarrassed to speak.

Zheng Jingcanran smiled and teased her: "Oh? Really? You haven't tried it, how do you know if I can do it or not? If it doesn't do it, wouldn't the sexual blessings of your life be gone?"

Zheng Lun embarrassedly buried his face in Zheng Jing's chest, and refused to speak.

What did she say?

Could it be said that every time he hugged her tightly in her arms, and every time he was emotional, she could feel his highness and hardness?

This is too embarrassing!

Zheng Jing saw her shyly unable to lift her head, laughed and hugged her into the bedroom, then the whole person pressed up.

Zheng Lun was shocked and shy and stretched his hand to push him hard: "Brother, you get up fast, don't be like this. Mom and Dad will be back soon!"

In case his parents saw them in these two postures, Zheng Lun was just afraid to find a hole in the ground.

Zheng Jing grabbed her two small hands, put her forehead on Zheng Lun's forehead, and whispered: "Lun Lun, I want you again after we get married..."

He felt that this was the greatest respect for Zheng Lun. The identity of the two of them was a little sensitive, and unlike others, they could not marry in love without any hindrance.

He and Zheng Lun have been brothers and sisters for 20 years. Now that they are getting married, some people will still look at them with strange eyes.

An experienced old man can tell from the subtle difference between the girl's walking posture and eyebrows whether she is still a virgin.

Now Zheng Lun is still a complete girl. The elders at home and those outside will think she is a good girl, not someone who came with her brother Hu.

This is the best protection for her.

Zheng Jing was reluctant to suffer a little grievances, so she would rather endure hardship, and did not want to happen to her before marriage.

Zheng Lun didn't know what Zheng Jing meant, but she could feel the deepest protection and respect from her brother's heart.

Her face was covered with blush, but this time she did not shy away from Zheng Jing, but looked at Zheng Jing with her misty eyes, and said softly: "Brother, you are stupid."

If Zheng Jing wants her, she will not refuse.

Because her desire for Zheng Jing is no less than Zheng Jing's desire for her.

Love is mutual. She and Zheng Jing have been in love for so long, and each other's eyes can clearly feel each other's intentions.

Zheng Lun's body is soft and warm, with the light fragrance unique to the girl. Zheng Jing's entire body is pressed against her, and there is always an urge to eat her.

If this doesn't work, his body will react quickly.

Zheng Jing took a deep breath and kissed Zheng Lun a few times, then quickly got up and went to the shower.

Time always passes inadvertently, especially on busy days, you will feel that time passes quickly and quickly.

August 18 soon arrived, Zheng Jing and Zheng Lun were married, Zheng family, Pei family, Gu family all came a lot of friends and family.

The wedding was very lively. Shangguan Ning and Zhao An'an have been with Zheng Lun since the morning. The Zheng family found their relatives to be groomsmen and bridesmaids. They knew each other from Zheng Lun, but they were not familiar. She was a bit nervous and dazed. She was assisted by Shangguan Ning and Zhao Anan almost all the way. She just joined in the excitement.

Mu Qing helped over Zheng Jing, and Jing Yiran also came today, but he basically came here to make trouble.

"Hey, hello, are you too few red envelopes? Are you afraid of being laughed at?"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, brother, your fingers were so flexible when you were doing the operation, why can't you even wear a corsage now, shameful!"

"Oh, the groom looks really ugly today. Where can I find a makeup artist? It's not as good as the makeup of my son! Forget it, anyway, it doesn't look very good anyway. Even if I look handsome today, I am handsome! Right, brother?"

Jing Yichen didn't even look at him. His eyes were always on his son, and he directly regarded the long and dying Jing Yiran as the air.

Jing Yiran is getting closer and closer to him now. He has never given him a good face, but Jing Yiran is too thick and does not take his cold face seriously at all. He actually said that he was cold. Very big brother style!

Jing Yichen really wanted to kick this word away and let his ears be quiet, but he couldn't kick it, because Jing Yiran was not as dead as before, and he was treated like a brother It's really hard to use violence.

Zheng Jing took Zheng Lun from the ancient family to the Zheng family. The Zheng family was full of joy, and the sound of firecrackers was crackling. Many family and friends of the Zheng family and the Pei family were making fun of the red envelope with the bride.

Jing Rui turned around in the crowd and quickly returned with a thick stack of red envelopes.

"Dad, here you are."

Jing Rui stuffed the red envelopes with Jing Yichen and asked Dad to help him manage all the funds.

Jing Yiran quickly grabbed a red envelope from Jing Rui's hand: "Share me!"

Jing Rui was small, and he certainly couldn't rob Jing Yiran. He looked at Jing Yiran lightly and said, "How old are you, and robbing red envelopes with children, it's really a blinding face."

Jing Yiran immediately returned the red envelope, staring at the eyes and said: "Stinky boy, I am your uncle, why are you so big and small!"

Jing Rui sneered: "You also know that you are my uncle, which uncle will **** the nephew's red envelope?"

He said, Chao Jing Yiran reached out a small hand: "Bring it!"