In the morning, Xie Yunshu was woken up by a cold touch on his cheek. When he opened his eyes, he saw Qiao Ye standing in front of him, applying some liquid on his face.
Qiao Ye saw her waking up and said softly: "My wife is awake. She has been sleeping for a long time."
The smell of alcohol and medicine in the air made her frown and asked doubtfully: "Husband, what are you putting on my face?" She raised her hand to touch her face.
He quickly stopped her hand and said, "Hey, don't touch it, it's not done yet."
Xie Yunshu pushed his hand away, sat up and took a closer look at the medicine in his hand, and said disgustedly: "What, it smells bad!"
He helped her push her long hair back, looked at her cheeks and explained: "The medicine that promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis will help the bruises on your face disappear quickly."
She wanted to reach out and grab the medicine he was holding, but he avoided it easily. She had to refuse and said, "They will dissipate on their own in two days. I don't want to use such unpleasant-smelling medicine."
"Applying the medicine will help you get better faster. Be obedient, wife." He then dipped the medicine in the medicine and took a cotton swab to apply it on her face.
She allowed him to take action and said in frustration: "I put on such a bad-smelling medicine, and you don't even want to come near me."
He retorted: "Who said that?" He approached her and kissed her on the lips.
Her sleepiness was gone at this moment, so she opened the quilt and jumped out of bed, "I have to brush my teeth first and do it later."
He sat on the bed and watched her arrange her nightgown, "Well, I'll wait for you."
"Hey, you're not going to the company today?" What time is it, why is he still staying in bed with her?
"It's the weekend." He put the medicine and cotton swabs back on the bedside table, sat on the bed, untied his nightgown, and threw it aside.
Xie Yunshu watched him taking off his nightgown and couldn't help but frown. The quilt just covered his abdomen. He must be naked at this time. Under the quilt was...
With her face burning, she interrupted her bad thoughts and said, "I forgot. Let's go out in the afternoon if you have time."
He covered his lower body with the quilt, approached the bed, pulled her over and sat on the bed, and asked, "What are you going to do?"
She avoided looking at his muscles and looked at him and said, "You will know when the time comes."
"Okay, is that what you said you wanted last night?" He put his arm around her chest and gently laid her down on the bed.
He leaned over her, giving her an inexplicable sense of oppression. She said vaguely: "Well, not entirely."
With a big palm lift, he covered her under the quilt again, his eyes lingered on the collar of her nightgown, and he murmured: "You really like to show off."
She seemed to sense his intention and raised her hand to push his chest to prevent him from getting closer. "You want to say that you are looking forward to it."
His lips had already covered her collarbone, and her unique fragrance was on her skin. He denied, "No." The morning excitement somewhere started to stir again.
"Hey, you still don't admit it." She pushed him gently again, feeling the heat of his body in her palms.
"..." He walked down, no longer in the mood to speak.
She really couldn't push him away, knowing that it was futile, so she could only let him continue, and then said: "Aren't you very smart? You can guess for yourself."
"Don't you know that if you stay with stupid people for a long time, you will become stupid?" He put his arm around her back and lifted her upper body slightly towards him.
She smiled coquettishly, raised her hands and hooked his neck, "You were very clever in tricking me back into bed."
"With the warm and fragrant soft jade in my arms, all means are worth it." His big palm caressed her unfettered tenderness through the silk slippery nightgown, and his eyes were faintly excited.
She couldn't withstand his teasing, and after a while her body softened under him. Her red lips opened slightly and she corrected: "Well, it's underneath her."
He reached out and untied the belt of her nightgown, completely exposing her beautiful body under him. The overlapping weight of the two of them made a dent in the bed.
Parting her legs, the key slowly sank into Fangze. He opened his mouth slightly, exhaled a breath of enjoyment, and said in a deep voice: "Well, underneath me, it's warm."
She felt a little painful from being supported by him, but she still put her limbs around his waist and asked softly: "Are you comfortable?"
He pushed his waist and went deeper. He looked at Cheng Huan under him in ecstasy with tenderness. His chest was even more horny. He once again accumulated strength, full of plunder, and asked: "What do you think?"
The close kiss was accompanied by increasingly passionate moans. She was infected by his deep comfort, her breathing became heavy, and she said softly: "Of course it feels good."
"Yunshu, you know, your package always makes me feel sinking. It's so comfortable."
She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and said proudly: "Now that you know me, let's see if you dare to abuse me in the future."
He whispered, folded his hands behind her back, held her delicate body, and hugged her tighter, "Okay, from now on I won't use my hands to torture you, I will only use my thick body to torture you."
She shyly punched his chest and said, "I hate you, I'll kill you!"
But he stopped talking, and the key point of his lower body moved slowly in and out. She followed his strokes, tightening her arms around his back.
The morning of the two of them was spent in a happy mood.
The afternoon sun shines warmly on the garden, illuminating everything lazily.
As the car left the courtyard of the villa, Xie Yunshu told Qiao Ye the destination, Jinming Road, and sat in the passenger seat to accompany him.
Qiao Ye was a little surprised. Jin Ming Road, isn't that a gathering place for young artists? Why should she go there?
Asked: "Are you going to take me to be an artistic youth?"
"No." She glanced at him and wondered in her heart how suitable he was to be an artistic young man.
She hugged his arm and said coquettishly: "Are you willing?"
He was concentrating on the road conditions and replied: "As long as it's not too much."
She rubbed his arm gently and said mysteriously: "Of course it's not too much, it's very romantic."
"Oh? Do you want to create some romance for me?" He looked away from the front and glanced at her.
Xie Yunshu smiled proudly and leaned back in his chair, "No?"
"Of course." He raised his hand and stroked her cheek, and continued driving seriously.
She looked at the scenery outside the windshield. It was a crisp autumn day, and she couldn't help but feel happy.
She turned to him and smiled: "Hubby, I love weekends so much."
"Why?"
"Because you have time to spend time with me on the weekends, and we can go out and play together." At this time, she was like a child, happy to have her family with her on the weekends.
Seeing her happy look, he couldn't bear it and said, "Then I will try my best to give you all the weekends from now on."
"Thank you, husband!" She happily came to him and kissed him on the cheek.
He held the steering wheel with one hand, took her hand with the other, put it to his lips and kissed it.
Xie Yunshu wanted to shrink his hand, but he pulled her tightly and said hurriedly: "Husband, drive seriously."
He only regretted that he had to drive now, and regretted: "Let Mu Wen drive in the future, and I can be intimate with you."
