Qiao Xiaomai opened her eyes, and the sun was already rising outside the window. She was about to turn over, but someone pressed her down, and said with a smile, "Today is the weekend, there is no need to get up early."
She suddenly remembered something, became a little angry, and let out a dull groan.
She moved a little, but was being pestered. Where could she move? This guy is really a bad guy. Since getting married, he has slept in this position almost every day, always overlapping with her, as if they were one body.
He still opened his eyes lazily and admired the ridiculous expression on her face. Qiao Xiaomai thought of her divorce request last night and was about to say something. However, she realized the ambiguous posture between herself and him and opened her mouth to think.
I want to bring up old things again, but how can I have the nerve to say it out loud?
But he looked at the blush on her face meaningfully and asked deliberately: "Mai Ma, what do you want to say to me?"
"..."
"Wheat, if you have anything to say, tell me. Keeping it in your heart is not an option. The most important thing between husband and wife is communication. If you don't say anything, if this continues, there will be more and more incompetence between us.
You have said it, this is not a good phenomenon. Mai, just say it... No matter what you ask for, I will agree to it..."
His mouth was open and generous, but some parts moved dishonestly.
She panicked and wanted to push him, but he took the first step. She blushed and whispered: "I... we should separate rooms..."
He raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Why?"
"I...I...you make me uneasy...it is good for husband and wife to live in separate rooms, so that everyone can have their own privacy..."
"Oh, you want to protect your privacy? Are you afraid of being exposed for snoring while sleeping? Or are you afraid of being exposed for drooling? By the way, your sleeping posture is quite indecent... However, all these have been exposed long ago, and you still have
What privacy?”
Qiao Xiaomai was furious: "Do you think you are very good? You are not snoring like thunder."
"Did I? When did I? Why have I never heard myself snoring? Don't frame me..."
"Would I frame you? You..."
"You just framed me, but I couldn't hear it myself. Why should you hear it?"
Qiao Xiaomai was interrupted by him and couldn't even interrupt. She stared at him fiercely, not knowing that this man could be so aggressive.
"Qiao Xiaomai..."
He roared, and she was startled. Just like that, he suddenly burst into laughter.
The two of them had always maintained such an ambiguous posture. When he woke up, he was full of energy and ready to move. He used force almost maliciously. How could Qiao Xiaomai stay still? He was about to turn over, but...
His movements were always one step faster than hers. He grabbed her hand and used his arms to wrap her around her in an ambiguous manner. His whole body rolled along and she stayed under him, completely engulfed by him.
Imprisoned and captured...
It was a warm area that he was familiar with. Wandering in the hot springs for a long time was as warm as lying under the sunshine in spring, with the breeze blowing, and his mood was restless, following the waves of wheat waves, lingering...
There are no storms, nor the turbulent waves of last night. This time, calmness, gentleness, and romance... It seems to have come naturally, just like a few necessities and condiments for the intimacy between husband and wife...