She was wearing pink home clothes, and her long hair was tied up high, just like before.
She was only eighteen years old at that time, and she crawled into his dormitory at night and insisted on washing his socks, saying that she was a virtuous girlfriend.
My hands were full of foam and it took me half an hour to wash a pair of socks.
He put his hands into the basin, held her hand, and rubbed the clothes on his hands with her. The clothes should be Sisi's pink autumn clothes.
His Zhang Mofei has grown up and has learned many things. She can cook and do housework, but he feels distressed.
He learned to take care of people early in order to live with her and take care of her in the future.
After returning from that military training, his mother-in-law's words always echoed in his ears. Her words were that she hoped he could take good care of her in the future.
"Let's get married."
He couldn't remember how many times he had proposed. It had been ten years, and he really couldn't let her run away this time.
From now on, he will hold her hand and help her do everything together.
When Cheng Ningyou heard these words, she felt a little uneasy, melancholy, and a little sweet and yearning. Can you agree?
She smiled, turned around and kissed him on the face, "You really don't know how to pick places to do things and talk."
His dark eyes were sparkling, and those who looked at them could not help but be moved by their emotions.
In the past five years, when she closed her eyes, it was his face, his gentle eyes, as he stood on the balcony with his hands in his pockets and looked at her downstairs.
At that time, my godmother encouraged me to always look for opportunities to knock him down and eat him.
Looking at the red lips in front of her, she swallowed her saliva and said, "I'm in love with you."
"The bathroom is not suitable for proposing, and things must be done in a high-key manner." Pei Moden held her waist tightly with his hands, narrowed his eyes, and raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth.
He lowered his head and bit her neck gently with his lips.
Wet hands reached from the hem of her clothes into her clothes.
Cheng Ningyou felt like her body was electrocuted. Pei Mochen's warm breath was like an aphrodisiac, and her legs were so weak that she almost couldn't stand.
"Well..."
Pei Mochen turned her body around, his lips covered hers, and the two hugged each other, their breath getting thicker and thicker.
Her hands couldn't wait to untie his belt and explore his vagina.
Pei Mochen tensed her body and slowly and methodically unbuttoned Cheng Ningyou's home clothes with her slender white fingers.
Lifted her legs up.
"Uh..." Cheng Ningyou was like an extremely delicate flower at this moment, her hands clinging to Pei Moden's shoulders.
"Can't you scream anymore?" Pei Mochen increased his strength.
Cheng Ning was worried and angry, frowning slightly, "Yangyang... Yangyang..."
Only when Pei Mochen heard her calling him could he feel her real presence.
"What are you going to do for Sisi?" Cheng Ningyou bit her lip tightly with her teeth, panting and complaining.
"I promised Sisi that I would give her a little brother or sister to play with, so that's all." Pei Mochen didn't feel shameless at all, but worked harder.
Cheng Ning worried "..."
"You are shameless and have no limits."
"Who is shameless? Huh?" Pei Mochen's movements were threatening.
Cheng Ning glanced at the closed bathroom door, "Can you hurry up?"
The child is still outside, which means he is not doing it satisfactorily and has not fully exerted himself.
"You want me to hurry up? What a man, this can't satisfy you?" Pei Mochen deliberately misunderstood Cheng Ningyou's meaning.
