In the dead of night, when the moon is dark and the wind is high, there are two best things to do. One is to climb up the roof beam, and the other is to touch the flower bed.
A few days ago, Master Leng, who was banned by his wife for showing his family's beloved daughter to his disciples, finally saw a glimmer of light in his unremitting battle to restore the suspended boudoir benefits.
Over the past few days, the ascetic life of his daughter sleeping in his mother's bed and himself sleeping in the guest room has stimulated Mr. Leng's brain activity to the maximum, but his wife is determined, neither cold nor hot, and refuses to listen to sweet words. Explanations and apologies are useless.
Finally, under Mrs. Leng's air-conditioning policy, Mr. Leng decided to use actions to represent words and give full play to his subjective initiative. So, when the lights in Mrs. Leng's room went out, a figure sneaked into the room.
"Who?" Suddenly feeling a hand touching her, Mrs. Leng exclaimed!
"Madam..." Mr. Leng called his wife tenderly in a low voice. The taste could make one's bones brittle.
"Ahem, it's so late, what can I do for you, sir?" Mrs. Leng coughed slightly, pulled back her mind that was almost distracted, and asked lukewarmly.
In an instant, the beauty plot failed.
Master Leng immediately said pitifully: "Madam, my husband is really wrong. How long are you going to let me sleep in the guest room?"
"I'm right, how could I be wrong? Let me sleep in the guest room as a last resort. You see, my dear, my little baby has been pestering me these days and cries when I put him in other places, so I can feel wronged."
Mrs. Leng's words were absolutely correct. Master Leng was frightened when he heard that. He lowered his head and looked at the baby who was sleeping so much that he was drooling all over the bed. Master Leng twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "Actually, you can take care of the little baby."
You can also carry her bed to the cubicle, and then carry her to bed after she falls asleep."
Leng Changxi, who had been awakened by the sneaky movements before Master Leng entered the house, sneered in her heart when she heard this. She closed her eyes, rolled over, turned over, and left Mrs. Leng's arms.
"Madam, look, little Bao'er can't sleep without holding you!" Seeing this, Mr. Leng almost burst into tears of surprise, praising his baby bump from the bottom of his heart.
"But..." Mrs. Leng was at a loss for words. Master Leng hurriedly and shamelessly moved his whole body close to Mrs. Leng on the stick, and climbed onto the couch with one leg. He tried his best to be charming, low-pitched, gentle and carrying
Dian shouted pleadingly: "Madam, madam, good madam, I can't sleep without you by my side. Are you so bearable?"
Then, Master Leng's lips brushed across Madam Leng's earlobe, causing Madam Leng to tremble slightly. Seeing that his wife was not unresponsive, Master Leng was immediately overjoyed and kept up his efforts.
He propped one hand on the couch and reached around the back of his wife's head with the other. He pecked it gently, sliding it down her cheek, and finally found her small mouth. He was like a traveler who has been thirsty for many days when he sees food.
Yedi sucked until Mrs. Leng panted heavily and pushed him away. With red cheeks, she lightly tapped his shoulder and said coquettishly: "Little Bao'er is still here!"
"Wait a moment, ma'am, I'll have someone move the bed right away." Before Mr. Leng could finish speaking, he had disappeared. This shows that things like power are better driven internally.
With half-squinted eyes, looking at the disappearing figure of Master Leng, Leng Changxi thought evilly in her heart: Move, move, I will make you regret moving in.
When Leng Changxi was placed properly, Master Leng finally felt the taste of rebirth. He slowly put down the gauze curtain, leaned forward and took Mrs. Leng into his arms.
With a soft and fragrant body in his arms, at this moment, Master Leng finally realized a truth: if you want the revolution to win, theoretical guidance alone is not enough, practice is very important.
"Master, don't touch this, it's itchy..." Mrs. Leng said coquettishly.
"It's itchy, then beg me!" Mr. Leng said obscenely.
"master……"
"Madam, you are so soft and smell so good..."
"Ah...Master..."
"Madam, relax your legs, don't clamp them so tightly..."
"Ah...Master, don't..."
"Hey, you said no, look, the little mouth down there is wet."
"Master, I hate it~"
"Madam, you are the mother of two children, why are you still so tight down there? Relax, I'm going in..."
Master Leng was already ready to go. Leng Changxi, who was listening to the movement in the room, smiled coldly and was also ready to go.
Mrs. Leng only heard a soft "hmm", and then Leng Changxi started to howl at the top of her voice: "Mother-mother-I want mother-".
"Master, get up quickly, little Bao'er is crying!" Ignoring Master Leng who was wandering at the entrance of the cave, Mrs. Leng pushed him down.
"Madam, you're weak!" Mr. Leng looked at his little brother who was so frightened by his daughter's voice that he flinched, with a hint of sadness in his voice.
"It just so happens that it will take a long time to coax the little baby to sleep. I'm afraid I won't be able to do it tonight." Mrs. Leng didn't even look at him.
"What if people come and don't panic in the future?" Mr. Leng panicked.
"Anyway, we have two children." Mrs. Leng responded casually, and hurriedly took Leng Changxi in her arms and patted her gently.
Looking at Leng Changxi in Mrs. Leng's arms, Master Leng gritted his teeth.
"Master, you'd better go back to the guest room and sleep."
When Mr. Leng, who was still lingering on the couch with a glimmer of hope, heard Mrs. Leng's words, his eyes suddenly darkened and he wanted to die.
These chapters will be more relaxed and funny. If you like it, don’t miss it~ Recommend and collect it quickly, leave a message~ I would like to recommend another novel "The Demon Zhuo Tianxia", which is also a time-travel novel. I hope everyone will like it~