"He doesn't drink milk powder." Xiahou Huan'er wanted to hold down his erratic hand, but was immediately grabbed by his other hand. This guy never knew how to exercise restraint and would do whatever he wanted.
"When he is hungry, he will drink." He obviously wanted to steal the woman from him. No matter what, he would not compromise this time. He put his palm on her tender skin, squeezed it with slight force,
Very jealous, "Or find him a wet nurse."
Xiahou Huan'er bit her lower lip and almost couldn't help moaning, this damn man, he deliberately found her sensitive places to torment.
She endured the pleasure and said, "No, I'm not worried."
In this society, child abuse cases often occur. How can she rest assured and hand over her beloved child to others?
"You're in the way." Dongfang Xing said with disgust.
Xiahou Huan'er suppressed her laughter and said, "Damn it, who kept complaining that I wasn't pregnant back then?"
Now that the child has been born to him, there are many complaints. Master Xing, are you too conflicted?
"Who asked him to hinder me from having fun?" Damn it, he had endured it for ten months and it was enough. He was still clinging to his wife. It's no wonder he wasn't angry.
"Dongfang Xing." Xia Houhuan'er's face suddenly turned as red as a ripe apple.
Dongfang Xing immediately lowered his head and buried it in the crook of her neck, gently biting, kissing, and licking her. His hands were not idle, igniting her passion.
"It's broad daylight, the child is watching, please control yourself." Xiahou Huan'er pushed his chest and struggled slightly.
Dongfang Xing raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, the brat was biting his pacifier and staring at them leisurely, with a smile on his lips, as if he was enjoying himself.
He immediately picked him up, walked to the crib, threw him there, then pulled the curtain, covered the crib, returned to the bed, immediately pressed Xiahou Huan'er on the bed, and said with an evil smile: "Now he sees
Gone."
After being teased by him, Xiahou Huan'er was already in a state of love and no longer reserved. She raised her hand and lightly hammered his chest, then pulled his neck down and kissed his lips passionately.
His beloved wife's initiative made his fire burn even more intensely.
The charming breath of love instantly filled the air, and the moans of pleasure and passion poured out.
Outside the door, a pale figure stood silently and colorlessly, holding a cotton doll in his hand. His pale palms grabbed the cotton doll and tore it hard and violently. Suddenly, she turned around
He rushed outside quickly and covered his ears with his hands.
She ran wildly to the backyard and found herself under a big tree. She couldn't help but raise her fist and beat the tree hard, as if she regarded it as her enemy to vent her hatred.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and a figure fell silently behind her.
"Wan Qinrou, I didn't expect that in this life, you would be so cowardly that you would be despised."
"Who?" Wan Qinrou was startled, turned around quickly, and looked at the strange man in front of her in surprise, "Who are you, and why are you here?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is whether you want to take back the man you love." The man has an overly handsome face, and blue eyes as deep as the bottom of the sea, twinkling under the reflection of his eyes.
With a confusing light.
Wan Qinrou clenched her fists, secretly surprised that this person knew so much about her affairs, and stared at him: "How do you know about me?"
