Chapter six hundred and thirteen day prostitution is not advisable
There was a small tooth mark on Shen Yanqing's thin lips, which gave his cold face a hint of charm.
Jiang Miao was stunned by his appearance, and her arms around his neck tightened for no reason, almost as if she was trying to resist him.
A flash of light flashed across Shen Yanqing's eyes, and the ends of his eyes were slightly depressed, making him feel even more aggrieved.
"Madam, it hurts~"
The celadon-like voice rang in her ears. Jiang Miao's ears were red and hot, and she hurriedly let go and pushed the person away.
This dog man actually seduced her!!
She obviously knows that she can't control it at all!
Especially during the ten months of pregnancy, sexual intercourse must be abstinent. They have not been close to each other for a long time.
"Ahem, it hurts. I'll get you some ointment..."
Qiao Songyun had sent several bottles of good gold sore medicine before, although it was a bit overkill when used on his mouth. After all, the small tooth mark should have disappeared if she took the medicine a little slower.
But the man's hot eyes made her unbearable. Jiang Miao's palms were sweating and she wanted to escape from his grasp and go out to enjoy the cold wind.
I don't know if it was her imagination, but she always felt that the dog man's eyes seemed to want to devour her.
I can't stand it, I can't stand it!
As soon as Jiang Miao said these words, Mr. Shen's face turned a little dark. He grabbed the little lady's thin white wrist and held her Rouyi in his hand. The woman's hand was soft and small, and he could just wrap it up.
Shen Yanqing stepped forward and approached her. Jiang Miao fell back before she could stand up, leaning back against the sofa.
The hem of the man's clothes rubbed against hers, and their shadows fell on the window. Looking from a distance, she seemed to be completely covered by the man.
The sound of rustling footsteps could be heard under the window, and the voice of the maid and mother-in-law could be heard clearly. Jiang Miao's heart suddenly lifted, and her face became increasingly red.
She wanted to take her hand out, bit her lip and whispered.
"Get up quickly and I'll get you some medicine."
The little lady's white teeth bit her red lips, she was pretty and charming.
Shen Yanqing's eyes fell on it, and the dark color in his eyes was turbulent.
"The medicine doesn't work..."
"Um?"
Jiang Miao raised her head in confusion. How could Xiao Qiao's medicine not work? It was just a tooth mark. Can the special golden sore medicine be cured?
Shen Yan cleared his throat and his deep voice was a bit pleading.
"No need for medicine, just a kiss from my wife and it will be fine."
"You...I..."
Jiang Miao was completely confused now. When did the dog man learn this trick? The little wolf dog turned into a little milk dog. She couldn't resist it at all!
She slightly opened her red lips in surprise, but Shen Yanqing had already leaned down and pressed her up again.
His fingers pressed the spot where Jiang Miao had just bitten. Jiang Miao's face turned red as if on fire. Only the mint fragrance of his body was left in her breath, making her breathless for a moment.
"Ms. sir..."
She breathed lightly, and the tip of her tongue grazed the man's fingertips, which were wet and soft. The desire in Shen Yanqing's eyes was completely ignited, spreading like a fire like a prairie fire.
"Ugh!"
Jiang Miao's back was against the sofa and she raised her head to accept his kiss. Shen Yan had been pure for so long, and now he was like a hungry wolf who found meat. How could he let her escape from his grasp again?
His kiss was heavy and hot, making Jiang Miao's body feel hot, and her eyes turned from clear and bright to misty.
"Ms.... well... it's still daytime!"
She put her hands on his chest, trying to push the man away. The sound of maids talking could be heard outside the window, and she was afraid that someone would suddenly break in.
And besides, it’s not advisable to show prostitution in the daytime!
What if the two little dumplings wake up and look for their mother?
Jiang Miao's mind was in a mess. She was about to fall, but her reason was telling her to stop.
Shen Yan's clear eyes were as dark as ink, and he bit her lip hard. His voice was hoarse with desire, and his breath sprayed in her ears, making Jiang Miao shrink her neck.
"itch……"
"Be careful, they won't come in."
The servants of the Shen family are all thoughtful, so naturally they will not disturb you at this time.
Jiang Miao had finished her confinement period and the two of them had not been close yet. It was definitely impossible for Shen Yanqing to stop at this time.
With his beloved wife in his arms, he couldn't do anything to Liu Xiahui.
The worries in her heart were exposed, Jiang Miao's face turned red, her watery eyes stared at him with anger and anger, Shen Yanqing's breath was stagnant, he picked her up and walked to the couch in the study.
The window was wide open, and he didn't have a habit of letting people listen to his sexual intercourse.
Moreover, Miaoya is thin-skinned and will blame him when she wakes up.
The two of them stayed in the study from afternoon until it got dark. The lights were lit in the yard and the servants were busy, but they all walked very lightly when passing by the study.
Jiang Miao woke up from hunger. The fruit yogurt she ate in the afternoon didn't even bother her. The man had been hungry for too long and tormented her for several hours. In the end, Jiang Miao was too tired to move and let him go.
At this time, Shen Yanqing had a satisfied look on his face, his strong arms hugged her, his fingers were playing with her hair, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he was obviously in a good mood.
Jiang Miao's slender waist ached, and it became even more unpleasant to see him look like this.
"Get up quickly! Yingying and Anyi are definitely looking for me."
He went to the study as soon as he got ready and stayed with her all afternoon without leaving. The servants must have known what they were doing.
And there are two little dumplings, who will definitely cry if they don’t see her all afternoon.
When you become a mother, you naturally think about your children all the time.
Shen Yanqing was a little jealous. He also doted on his two children, but his wife ignored him, which made Shen Yanqing feel sour in his heart.
"As long as the nanny and maid are here, they will be fine."
"Lie down for a while longer. Isn't your back sore? I'll rub it for you..."
Jiang Miao slapped the man's paw away. If she really let him rub it, she wouldn't be able to get out of bed for a while.
"Get out quickly."
"Madam, you don't like me anymore."
The man's tone was aggrieved, his phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and he was making people affectionate for no reason. Jiang Miao was confused. When did this man learn this trick? She simply couldn't resist a man acting coquettishly.
"Okay, I like you the most. It's not like Yingying and Anyi are still young and can't live without their mother. When they grow up, I will naturally not care about them."
"My wife likes you the most, be good!"
Jiang Miao touched his head and patted it gently. The man's hair was black and soft, and felt very good. She couldn't help but touch it a few more times. Shen Yanqing's eyes flashed, and he rubbed it against the palm of her hand. rub.
The man's eyes were so cute that Jiang Miao's heart almost melted.
She finally knew who Yingying had inherited from her love of coquettishness. She was simply a miniature version of the man in front of her.
Jiang Miao touched his face and pressed her red lips on it. The corners of Shen Yanqing's mouth raised, and her eyes could not stop being happy.
It turns out that what is said in the storybook is all true, and young ladies also like men to act coquettishly.
Cough! I don’t know who wrote the storybook, otherwise he would definitely give him a reward.
Shen Yanqing turned to be the guest, and the two of them stayed in the study for a while, rubbing their hair together. When they went out, the sky outside had completely darkened, and the food in the kitchen had been heated several times.
