Xiaodie felt very sorry and said with a somewhat embarrassed smile: "Shijue, I promise I will never touch cigars again! Don't worry! But there is really no need to quit smoking for me!"
Xiaodie knew that a person like Wen Shijue was under so much pressure every day and smoked cigars for such a long time. Why did he suddenly think of quitting smoking? Could it be that he just took a sip out of curiosity and he was like this?
"It is necessary! I have asked, if we are going to have a child, then I'd better quit smoking! This way our baby will be smart when he is born!" Wen Shijue hugged Xiaodie with a look of longing on his face.
"What? Child?" Xiaodie couldn't keep up with his train of thought and was confused by what he said.
Wen Shijue looked at Xiaodie with quiet and gentle eyes: "Aren't you willing?"
"But..." Xiaodie remembered that they missed the most important thing.
"But what?" Wen Shijue asked, with a smile hidden in his eyes.
"But..." Xiaodie felt a little embarrassed. Should she tell Wen Shijue, "Shijue, let's not talk about the child for now. Let's figure out the marriage first?"
Xiaodie felt that it was difficult to speak.
Wen Shijue looked at Xiaodie's embarrassment in a funny way, and couldn't help but chuckle: "The wedding will be held when we arrive in Australia. There are a lot of interpersonal relationships that need to be established there. Our wedding is the best one."
This is an opportunity! I want you to meet many sunny and healthy friends, so that you can live happily every day!"
"But..." Xiaodie pouted slightly. She didn't know why, but she felt a little regretful in her heart. What is this? Is it a proposal?
"My Xiaodie! Don't worry about coming and going! I know everything you are thinking and have arranged it! Proposal, engagement, and marriage will be all the same! Don't worry!" Wen Shijue said, keeping his hands.
Placing it dishonestly on Xiaodie's body, her proud bud, I don't know when, has begun to stand upright, waiting for gentle picking.
"I'm not worried about this!" Xiaodie's little thoughts were exposed by Wen Shijue, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.
Wen Shijue didn't say anything, put Xiaodie back on the bed, then got in, sat on Xiaodie's body, and said, "Wife, let's do it again!"
Wen Shijue's words "wife" made Xiaodie feel sweet in her heart. She raised her head slightly and pouted her little mouth and said, "Hubby, after taking a puff of the cigar, my mouth feels so bitter!"
"Really? Let me give it a try!" Wen Shijue said deliberately and seriously, lowering his head and covering Xiaodie's pink lips.
Hmm! It's a little bitter, but after teasing it a few times, the two people's lips and teeth have a mellow taste, which is intoxicating.
Xiaodie closed her eyes, feeling that the pores all over her body were opening, greedily absorbing the breath of Wen Shijue. Her face was intoxicated, but there was some worry lingering between her eyebrows, no matter how strong it was.
Love cannot be resolved.
Wen Shijue had already turned her body around, holding her waist with his broad and powerful hands, and entered from behind her...
Xiaodie buried her head into the pillow like an ostrich, and suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt. She felt that the more such pleasure eroded her bones, the stronger the guilt she felt in her heart.