Rebirth, the character of Baifumei cannot fall

But today, his back teeth seemed useless. He only felt dry mouth and hot in his lower abdomen.

Two little people in his mind were pulling at the limit, one was rational and the other was desire.

Seeing the man lower his head for a long time without saying anything, Lin Wanyue thought that he really hurt her, so she sat up and moved closer to the man.

"What's wrong with you? I didn't use any force."

The little girl's breath sprayed on his face, and the familiar fragrance penetrated into his nose, which made Song Jiajun's rational string break directly.

He raised his head, his eyes were rolling with desire, his breathing gradually became rapid, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Baby."

Lin Wanyue felt something was wrong, and subconsciously retreated, "You... um..."

The little girl's retreat completely ignited his desire, and he pulled Lin Wanyue back into his arms, and before she could react, a surging kiss came over her.

The man kissed hard, and his powerful arms tightly wrapped around Lin Wanyue's waist, leaving no room for struggle.

It may be that they have been apart for a long time due to the end of the year. The last time the two of them messed around has been more than half a month.

Song Jiajun was in a hurry and could not wait to unbutton the clothes, so he tore them open.

Lin Wanyue was dazed by the kiss, and her mind was a mess.

Originally, I thought that the man would stop at a certain point this time, but I didn't expect that this guy would really go into battle.

"Baby, give it to me."

The man stopped abruptly at the last moment and asked for advice with his little remaining rationality.

Song Jiajun didn't know if he could hold back if the girl didn't agree, but even if he did, he felt that if he put away his gun in his current state, he might be useless.

Lin Wanyue's face was flushed, and her watery eyes were full of charm. She was a little slow to react to the man's question.

Song Jiajun kissed Lin Wanyue's neck and shoulders again and again, rubbing them to let her feel him.

Lin Wanyue was annoyed and said with a bit of regret: "Stop talking nonsense!"

I don't know when the snowflakes started to float outside the window. They were swirled by the strong wind, fell to the ground little by little and then disappeared.

The sobbing in the house sounded intermittently all night. When the sky began to turn white, the wind and snow would stop.

The scattered snowflakes fell slowly. After a night of accumulation, a thick layer of snowflakes had been spread on the ground.

Lin Wanyue was very tired and slept soundly. Song Jiajun rubbed the girl's exposed shoulders and wanted to do something.

"Stop making trouble... I'm so sleepy..." Lin Wanyue waved her hand and spoke unclearly. It was obvious that she was too tired to have any strength.

Song Jiajun held the girl's hand, "I won't make trouble for you, you go to sleep."

Lin Wanyue didn't hear what Song Jiajun said at all. She fell asleep as soon as she finished speaking.

After working all night, Song Jiajun was not sleepy at all. He leaned his head and looked at the little girl, feeling indescribably satisfied.

He knew that he had gone too far last night. The little girl had been tossed all night and had not slept. She was so tired that she even snored when she slept.

He saw that the little girl's exposed shoulders and arms were blue and red. The little girl's skin was delicate, and a little force would leave marks.

Song Jiajun closed his eyes, his mouth dry.

He was such a beast, why did he do this again!

But after closing his eyes, his mind was full of the little girl's blooming appearance. The picture was like engraved in his mind and replayed over and over again. Song Jiajun was a little eager.

But thinking that it was the first time for the little girl, he held back.

Wait a little longer. If he wakes the little girl now, he won't be able to enter the door.

Song Jiajun held the little girl in his arms, sighed, silently chanted the Qingxin Mantra in his heart, and circulated the Great Compassion Mantra in his mind.

When it was bright outside, Song Jiajun's patience had reached its limit. He crawled into the quilt and did something unknown.

(I really don't know what I did, how about you? My little face was burnt yellow.jpg)

After two rounds of sex, it was almost 1:30 in the afternoon when the last lovemaking was about to end, and Song Jiajun called for his troops to put down his gun.

Lin Wanyue was so angry that she kicked him twice and pulled the pain point, and tremblingly withdrew her legs.

Song Jiajun got up from the bed, leaned over and kissed the little girl's face, and was slapped by Lin Wanyue.

The man didn't care. Anyway, he was beaten last night, and there was no difference between being beaten once and a hundred times.

At most, he would continue to kneel on the bed tonight, kneeling all night!

Song Jiajun left with a happy face, and Lin Wanyue lay on the bed like a salted fish that had lost its dream.

Lin Wanyue slept until the afternoon. Chunsheng went upstairs to see her several times, but he didn't see his sister go out.

Chunsheng held Lin Ping's hand, his little face full of worry, "Brother housekeeper, won't my sister get up to eat?"

Lin Ping, who knew everything, smiled meaningfully, "Miss has been tired recently.You need to have a good rest. You and your son-in-law can play for a while. The young master should be able to see the young lady at night. "

Well, as long as that bastard doesn't enter the young lady's room, he will be able to see the young lady at night.

"Oh, then let my sister have a good rest. My sister works very hard." Chunsheng nodded his little head and pulled Lin Ping downstairs.

Song Jiajun was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron. From his back, you can see how good this guy's mood is.

He was humming a little tune while cooking. What he made were the things that Lin Wanyue liked to eat but took a lot of time.

Song Jiajun was very busy in the past. Every time he made these things, he had to get up at four or five o'clock.

Lin Wanyue felt sorry for his hard work and didn't let him make these things.

Song Jiajun knew that the little girl would have to sleep for a long time. Anyway, there was nothing to do at the end of the year. In addition, the little girl would definitely settle accounts with him when she woke up, so he made something to please her first.

Lin Wanyue woke up It was already dark when she got up. She moved in the quilt and felt the pain all over her body. She couldn't help but curse the bastard in her heart.

Her body was clean, so he must have cleaned her up.

Lin Wanyue felt that she would either die in bed or starve to death in bed.

She hadn't eaten anything from the night before to this time today, and she was tired all night. She must be so thin!

Song Jiajun came up at the right time. As soon as he opened the door of the room, he saw the little girl turned her back and didn't want to look at him.

Knowing that he was in the wrong, he smiled and sat by the bed, saying softly, "Baby, get up and eat something. I made a lot of food for you. "

Lin Wanyue didn't want to pay attention to this cheerful man, and wanted to pretend that she was still asleep, but her stomach growled.

She didn't understand. They had both been tossing and turning all night, and he was the one who was doing the hard work, so why didn't he look tired at all?

He could still toss and turn, and even get up to cook after tossing and turning.

She felt like a waste, she didn't even have the strength to get up, and she felt weak all over.

We were both human beings, why was there such a big difference!