197 The only wife

197 The only wife

"Well, I'm here, I didn't expect you to make anything delicious. I just want to eat you."

Shushu put the beef on the cutting board, "Then you come, I'm very hungry."

Ling Qiao still hugged her waist, "I'll teach you how to make steak." As he said that, he put Shushu's hand on the beef, and the other hand with a knife. "Cut it in half along the texture of the meat. Be careful, if you are thinner, be careful of your hands."

Shushu was a little nervous. Ling Qiao's warm breath was right in her ear. His hands were very warm. He used a knife to cut under his guidance, and was not afraid of being cut at all. She turned her face slightly and looked at him. His side was still so handsome that she could still fascinate her.

Ling Qiao smiled slightly, "What are you looking at me? Do you want it?"

Shu Shu looked shy and quickly lowered her head, "Who wants it? Pervert, you can speak yellow again, I won't do it anymore."

"Shushu, OK, stop making it, I'll eat you."

"You...you..." He didn't want her, always making her speak like stuttering. Okay, okay, she also wanted to bite him, a man she loves and hates.

He could see the affection in her eyes, and only a little bit could ignite the desire in his heart. He took her earlobe and whispered: "Shushu, you feed me first."

"I, I want to cook, you go out."

"I won't go out, what can you do to me?"

"I hate you if I don't go out."

He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth gently. The warm smell melted in the corner of her lips. Shushu felt his heart beating faster. His broad chest was pressed against her back. His messy kiss made her a little confused.

But he struck while the iron was hot, bit her collar with his teeth, kissed her smooth shoulders hard, and sucked a purple mark before he could stop. He wanted to prove that she belonged to him, and he would always be his.

"Ling Qiao," Shushu raised his voice softly, "Don't do this, we can't do this now."

Ling Qiao paused, but did not retreat, and her soft thin lips were still lingering in her strong nest. He heard the embarrassment from Shushu's gentle voice. She was in a embarrassment and she was struggling.

"Shushu, I love you, I only love you." Ling Qiao broke through her body and stared at her with a stern look, "I, Ling Qiao, have my heart and my people in this life, are all yours."

Shushu felt a trembling heart when she heard it. She was moved by his sincerity and trembling by her touch. She ran away all her restraints, stood on tiptoe, and took the initiative to send her kiss.

Ling Qiao's desire was ignited instantly, and the huge and infinite expansion of the swelling. His hands were on her slender waist. He liked her smooth and tender waist. It would be great if he raised more meat and would feel comfortable to pick it up. She was originally a little fatter, but now she has become thinner.

Ling Qiao broke her over again, letting her back to her, and her fingertips across her lower abdomen. Shushu took a breath and stretched her lower abdomen tightly. She didn't know where to put her hands.

Ling Qiao smiled, laughed at her instinctive reaction, laughed at her helplessness. He broke her chin and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

His lips are sweet and tender, and he can't kiss him enough. He thinks he is a cold and calm person, but at this moment, he is also a little out of control. Maybe he hasn't been close to her for too long. The feeling of thinking too much but not being able to get close to him made him feel uncomfortable.

The other hand was further up, holding her plumpness, and teasing her gently, making her tip as hard as a small pebble. Fortunately, she lost weight, but her breasts did not shrink, and she was still so plump.

Shushu couldn't think about anything now, and she knew very well what was under her butt.

"Ling Qiao, you bit me so hard..." His kiss was so hard that it hurt her, but why did her voice sound so much like ##?

Ling Qiao smiled softly, her fingertips still teasing her top, Shu Shushu was weak and weak all over. He hugged her waist, lifted her long skirt upwards, and pulled her underwear with the other hand.

Shushu threw away his army and abandoned his armor. The army was defeated and could only be between him, and under his teasing, he was like spring water.

Ling Qiao entered her gently, and from behind, breathed a long sigh of relief. She liked her body as if she was in heaven.

"Well..." Shushu couldn't help but shout softly, and wanted to bite her lips immediately. She didn't want to let herself do this. She was not used to this. She was not used to being here, but she enjoyed it very much.

Retreat a little, then push hard, and the whole thing is in.

Shushu couldn't help it, and his voice overflowed again, suppressed, low, enjoyed, full of desire.

"Don't hold it over, shout it out."

"You..." So shy, "Don't be so deep, I feel uncomfortable."

"Okay." After retreating for a moment, he entered hard again, still so deep that he couldn't control it.

As soon as she went in and out, the ambiguous sound of Mizuze made her blush. Behind her was his warm body. At some point, the loose T-shirt on his body had long disappeared. Deep in her body, he was beating hotly, so tough.

Shushu was a little floating, as if she was stepping on the clouds. She supported her hands on the table, but she always felt like she was about to rush out, so she could only hold on tightly.

When she looked down, a fist-like thing popped out of her lower abdomen. She pressed her hands and suddenly the pleasure came to her body, and Ling Qiao became even more cruel.

When she was floating in the air, he suddenly grabbed her and said gently in her ear: "Shushu, say, you are my wife, you will always be."

"I am your wife, I will always be."

"Whose?"

"your."

"who I am?"

"Ling Qiao."

He became more and more fierce as he became more and more forceful, "Do you love me?" he asked greedily.

"Love." She said without hesitation, always loving, he was the first person she loved, and would be the only one. If he hadn't hugged him, he would have fallen to the ground now.

"Shushu, my wife, the only wife." He kissed her neck, and the remaining force hit her, sprinkling the hot seeds deep in her body.

Shushu trembled, and he tightened and went to heaven again. He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into his body. He gasped and his sweat dripped on her.

The breath was entangled with the smell, and the two of them hugged each other tightly. Knowing that the breath was calm, Shushu didn't dare to turn around, and reached back to pinch his waist, "I hate it."

"What annoying?"

"I hate it. You're coming out soon. I'm so uncomfortable with my stomach."

He withdrew from his body, Shushu still held the table with both hands, and her legs became weak.

Ling Qiao smiled bluntly, "Wife, I'll take you to rest for a while."

Reason was brought back, but Shushu didn't dare to answer. She couldn't afford to take on this word.

Ling Qiao looked at her hesitant eyes and said in a hesitant tone: "Wife, wife, wife, why don't you answer?"

Shushu couldn't stand being disturbed by him, "Hate, okay, I can't stand."
Chapter completed!