137 Where can a jade man teaches to play the flute

The colleague in the room saw Shushu pulling a man in and joked, "Oh, you're making Shushu's belly bigger, you'll have to be nice to her in the future."

Shushu was both embarrassed and embarrassed, "This is my husband," she said with a pulling Ling Qiao, "Husband, they all like to joke."

Ling Qiaojun's angry face showed a rare smile, "Hello everyone, my wife will have to take care of her more at work in the future."

"Shushu, hurry up and take a shower, beware of a cold."

"Well, then you guys keep playing."

Shushu pulled Ling Qiao toward the room, and both of them were like chickens falling into the air.

"Let's wash together, my wife, save water." He hugged her waist and refused to let go.

Shushu looked up at him and smiled: "What's your idea for you, a bad boy? You can't do bad things now."

Ling Qiao surrendered and raised her hand, "I know, how can I not pay attention to it, but I didn't say I couldn't take a shower together, right?" As she said that, Ling Qiao picked her up in the waist.

The warm water spilled on the two of them, and Ling Qiao carefully helped her to wipe the shower gel, and the fine and soft foam rubbed on her fair and delicate skin. He couldn't control it anymore.

Under the fog, Shu Shu's soft eyes were full of charm. She was not deliberately, but her full love for this man could not be stopped.

He closed her lips, tossed and turned and kissed her gently, sucking the sweetness in her mouth. Shushu's whole body was so soft that she lay on his chest, and his hands were grabbed by him and placed on both sides, so he could only let him kiss.

After calculation, since he learned that he was pregnant, he had not touched her any further. He endured this for more than a month. He was young and energetic and usually had a lot of demand and had nowhere to vent his anger. Of course, he was very stuffy.

Many times, he kissed her and touched her, and finally had to go to the bathroom to solve it himself.

He quickly washed away the foam on his body. Ling Qiao used force and hugged her waist out of the bathroom. Before he could even dry it, he put her on the bed and wrapped her with a quilt.

“Is it cold?”

Shushu shook her head, "It's not cold."

Ling Qiao pressed up again and kissed her carefully. She had kissed her enough. He put her hand in a firm place. Shu Shu was so embarrassed that she quickly retracted her hand. She didn't dare to touch the thick and hard things.

"Wife, hold it!" Ling Qiaosha's voice was filled with depressing desire, uncomfortable and longing.

She blushed, her palms were burning and hot. Looking at his expectant eyes, she gritted her teeth and didn't throw them away, and gently held them. Perhaps, this could help him relieve the desires and desires that were overwhelming in his heart.

Ling Qiao raised her waist and had close contact to her will be the most perfect fusion.

This strange place seemed to be able to drive some feelings more. He kissed her throat with his lips and made a gesture of biting down at any time with his teeth. Shushu's emotions were completely broken, and the rapid breathing sound surrounded the entire bathroom.

I don't know how it started, but when was her hand that was a little resistant to him wrapped around his neck. Yes, she was also extremely eager for him.

The lips and tongues of each other were greedily entangled and backfired. His palm held the plumpness on her side. After a sudden grip, he felt the person on his body stiffen, stimulating him to angrily somewhere more and more intensely.

The two of them had a chaotic aura, and their passion was surging. Desire was like a train that was off track, rushing around in their bodies.

"Husband, if it doesn't work, stop quickly." Shushu reminded him with his remaining reason and also reminded himself.

Ling Qiao retreated a little, but he didn't intend to give up. He held her little hand, taught her to hold his firmness, and then worked up and down. "Wife, help me." His voice was almost hoarse.

The curtains in the room were not pulled up, the sky outside was dark and the rain was much lighter, but it was still down. It seemed that the barbecue at night would not be held.

Shushu cooperated with her vigorously until he growled, and then the wet and hot stuff was stained with one hand.

Shu Shu was amused and crying, "Husband, is this okay?"

Ling Qiao closed her eyes and enjoyed the joy after the climax, "Well, not only this is possible, another method is more comfortable."

“What method?”

Ling Qiao recited a poem: "Where can the jade man teach the flute to play?"

Shu Shu was stunned, and then she was so embarrassed that she hurried into the quilt that she didn't want to eat carrots.

Ling Qiao patted her butt and said, "Put your hand out and don't put it on the quilt."

Shu Shu clenched her fist and stretched out. Ling Qiao smiled and shook her head, walked to the bathroom naked, took the basin and took hot water, "Wash it."

"You can help me wash..."

"Laggy."

"Whoever does it washes it."

Ling Qiao was like a wife slave, washing her hands, drying her hands, and taking dry clothes to help her wear them.

Shushu smiled sweetly, "Honey, we don't have to go to have dinner, just go for midnight snacks." She looked out the window, "It's dark and the rain has stopped. You can't stop eating seafood when you come to the beach. I'll go with you."

He rubbed her hair and said, "Yes, it's not reasonable to not eat seafood by the beach, but aren't you allergic to seafood?"

Shushu was indifferent, "Yes, I don't know if there are any freshwater fish and shrimps, go and ask."

When we went out again, our colleagues had already had a meal, and those who played cards were still playing cards. We took our hands to the beach, and some were still in the room. We all took our partner with us and did whatever we liked. Everyone knew it.

After going out, the air after the rain was filled with the salty smell of sea water, which smelled even fresher.

Following the light, it was a seafood street, but it was really fresh. In the transparent glass box, you could see all kinds of fish and crabs swimming around.

"What do you want to eat?" He beat her up and hugged her neck.

She looked up and smiled, touched his chin with one hand, and felt a little stubborn again, and she felt like she was tying her fingers, which was quite comfortable. "Whatever you want, I can't eat it."

"I'll eat for you, haha, boss," Ling Qiao shouted like a big big big. Here, he had no airs of the president at all, "I want this, this, this, and that, and some cucumber and side dishes."

The boss was holding a big net bag, and Ling Qiao pointed to whatever he wanted, "That's all? Is it enough?"

"Enough, not enough, order more. Boss, do you have freshwater fish here? My wife is allergic to seafood and can't eat these."

"There are no freshwater fish, but this kind of shrimp can be eaten. A few customers with seafood allergies come to me to eat this kind of shrimp. Why don't you make a fresh shrimp soup for you? It's very high in protein and is suitable for pregnant women. My wife drank fresh shrimp soup when she was pregnant and gave birth to a fat boy. Look, the one who is killing fish is so strong."

Ling Qiao laughed, "Okay, then let's have fresh shrimp soup."

Shushu is not quite right. The boss's son is too strong, tall and big, and his belly is bigger than his father. She pulled Ling Qiao's clothes and whispered: "If our son is so strong in the future, you can't cure him."

"Haha, I can still treat it if I am not good or obedient."
Chapter completed!