Yunxuan felt like her heart was on fire, and within a few moments her whole body seemed to be on fire. She hugged Bohan's neck, responded enthusiastically, and let out a delicate gasping sound.
"You still say you don't want it, you're being serious!" Bohan looked at Yunxuan with a scornful look on his face, showing his shiny white teeth, and sighed, "Hurry up and do the work, give me eight or ten children next year
"Doll come out"
"What? You think I'm a sow? There are ten or eight of you. It would be better if I gave birth to just one. It would take so much trouble." Yunxuan snorted and smiled sheepishly.
"How can that be done? It's just one child. He's so lonely. There are at least four." Bo Han frowned and smiled like a spring breeze, "I like children."
"Are you having so many children and fighting every day like your brothers? If you don't mind it, I'm still annoyed. When I get older, I, as a mother-in-law, will have a headache." Yunxuan said wistfully. Just one is enough.
It's gone. The second brother-in-law has an only son. Why doesn't the second sister still want to quarrel with her mother-in-law?
"You are really thinking long-term. Otherwise, let's have four daughters, so that you won't have any headaches or troubles." Bohan's expression changed, and he looked at Yunxuan with some humor, but he didn't expect her to have another daughter.
Such long-term concerns
"Can we decide whether to have a daughter or a son? Really?" Yunxuan sighed, a blush flying on her face.
"Why can't you be the master? This old man said that if you are gentle when doing things, you will have a son in the future, and if you are careful, you will get a daughter. So I will be more careful now." Bo Han smiled with an evil look on his face and raised his head.
Lifting Yunxuan's legs, the upright and upright clone suddenly inserted into Yunxuan's nest, and her body began to rhythm quickly and fiercely.
"Bad guy, bad guy, you little bastard, you're talking nonsense... you're so bad, you're so bad, ah... you little bad guy." Yunxuan only knew that she had fallen into Bo Han's trap, and started laughing and cursing again and again, and couldn't help it.
She groaned, and for a moment she was immersed in Bohan's rough tenderness.
It was a warm spring night, the red candles were swaying, and in the curtains with the beautiful scenery in the room, there were two figures turning around, accompanied by low breathing, showing a bit of narrowness and amorous feelings in this dusk.
On the second day, Bohan did not go to the winery to work, but went to Yunhai Pavilion to study new wines. After staying in the winery for more than half a year, Bohan became more and more interested in this scornful winemaking.
I had a playful mentality to the point where I am now studying it carefully.