Seeing that Lin Yue didn't speak, Li Qingling couldn't help raising her hand and waving in front of him: "Mr. Lin, let me ask you a question, where were you just now?"
Lin Yue quietly closed the door to prevent people passing by from seeing the lively scene in the room, and then said: "I am entertaining guests outside."
Li Qingling's expression suddenly became a little strange: "Entertaining guests?"
Is there any mistake?
Let her be a lively beauty lying here, and instead of quickly coming back to open the "gift", he went to entertain the guests?
"Did you change into the nightgown I'm wearing?"
"Um."
"You even helped me change into my nightgown, and you still can't bear it?" Li Qingling asked in disbelief.
etc!
Li Qingling boldly glanced at his lower body and asked suspiciously: "You can't be... can't you?"
After all, Lin Yue is not young either.
The veins on Lin Yue's forehead twitched.
He recalled the scene of excitement when he changed her nightgown: "After you came back from the hotel, you were so drunk that you vomited all over me. I can only help you change the wedding dress first, and put it away."
You sleep here for a while."
As for the process, she moved her hands and feet against him, buried her breasts, and made him unable to continue. Lin Yue omitted the things she did several times.
After all, his little wife is still young and needs face.
"..." Li Qingling tried her best to think back, and her last memory was fixed on Lin Yue doing push-ups. She couldn't remember what happened after that.
It seemed that she was indeed very drunk.
Thinking of this, she patted the bed next to her and said obediently: "Thank you, Mr. Lin, you are entertaining the guests alone. You must be exhausted. Let me give you a massage!"
That's pretty much it.
Lin Yue walked over and sat cross-legged on the bed.
Li Qingling immediately stretched out her hand, placed it on his temple, and pressed it lightly.
Lin Yue originally thought that she was just showing off, but he didn't expect that she was actually quite comfortable.
He narrowed his eyes, like a lion taking a rest, and purred lazily: "Have you learned this before?"
"Yes, I learned this specifically to help my eldest brother relieve his headache." Li Qingling said confidently: "Are you comfortable?"
Lin Yue said "yes" affirmatively.
Pressing and pressing, Li Qingling's speed suddenly slowed down.
Lin Yue held her soft hand in his hand and joked: "You have lost your strength so quickly and you still want to massage me?"
Li Qingling, however, said nonchalantly: "I don't know how big brother is doing alone?"
Lin Yue was startled and turned to look at her.
I saw disappointment on Li Qingling's face, and she began to miss home.
Lin Yue comforted him: "Although you have married into the Lin family, you can go back to see him whenever you want. I won't interfere."
Li Qingling buried her chin in her arms and said with some melancholy: "But even if I go back to see my elder brother, he is still alone."
Lin Yue frowned. Even though he knew that she and Li Jingchen had been dependent on each other for many years, he still felt a little concerned when he heard that she cared so much about Li Jingchen.
No, I do mind very much!
Li Qingling suddenly raised her head again and looked at him: "Mr. Lin, you know, if my eldest brother hadn't tried his best to protect me in front of the elders of the Li family, I would never have been able to marry you so smoothly."