Song Tingyue's ears turned red, and his cheeks also glowed faintly.
He was used to being reserved, but he was still not used to Li Keer's directness.
"No need!" Song Tingyue rejected Li Ke'er, although he felt itchy in his heart, as if a goose feather was tugging at her.
But he still refused.
He and Li Ke'er didn't know each other well enough to do that kind of intimate thing.
Li Ke'er, who looked slightly drunk and cute, was rejected by Song Tingyue, and a look of disappointment appeared on her face.
She said righteously: "Don't wrong yourself. I heard that men can't hold it in. Holding it in for too long will cause inability to lift. Don't use your hands too often, as it will cause premature diarrhea."
Although Li Keer is still a virgin, she knows quite a lot.
My mind is full of yellow waste, and even a pack of decontamination powder is not enough.
Even her readers praise her for her rich experience and her ability to seduce men. In fact, she has no experience at all and only talks on paper.
Li Ke'er fantasized about seducing Song Tingyue many times, but could not implement it.
Song Tingyue will definitely dislike her.
Her image in his mind was already bad enough, and she could no longer destroy her image.
Song Tingyue couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't worry, I didn't fail to lift, and I didn't have premature diarrhea. I'm normal."
"Scoff." Li Ke'er pouted and looked at Song Tingyue with doubtful eyes: "You haven't tried it, how do you know you are good? If I am not wrong, you are still an old virgin!"
The words "old virgin" are the biggest insult to an adult man over thirty years old.
Song Tingyue's face darkened: "I keep myself clean."
"I know you keep yourself clean, but you are a normal man and you should have needs. Isn't it because you married me to continue the family line?"
When she married Song Tingyue, Li Keer was ready to carry on the family line for him.
She thought that by giving her 100,000 yuan a month, he was buying her uterus.
For such a handsome and infatuated man, even if he doesn't love her, she is still willing to give birth to a child for him for the sake of 100,000 yuan a month.
Li Keer used to dream about the magical days when her husband would not come home when she was rich and free, but after marrying Song Tingyue, she gradually fell in love with him.
I hope he comes home and have children with him.
Even if he doesn't love her, he is still very kind to her.
Food and clothing are the best, and the 100,000 yuan per month is also very punctual.
Maybe she was too greedy. After taking the money, she still wanted things that didn't belong to her.
Song Tingyue looked at Li Keer who said the words "carrying on the family line" so easily, and asked in surprise: "I thought that a young girl like you would be disgusted with carrying on the family line. Are you willing to carry on the family line for me?"
"Yes, of course I do. You are so good to me, so you should have a child. Otherwise, it would be a shame for me to get one hundred thousand yuan a month."
The blush on Li Keer's cheeks became more and more vivid, and her silky eyes became more and more charming.
She held her head in her hands and said, "Let's do this. Let's sleep in a room and a bed first and slowly develop a relationship. If you need anything one day, just come to me. I won't refuse you. You can come to me at any time."
Song Tingyue gradually got used to Li Keer's straightforwardness.
It's quite easy to get along with someone like Li Ke'er. She will tell him anything and discuss it with him.
This is good.
After eating, Song Tingyue helped the slightly drunk Li Keer out of the restaurant.
Li Keer drank wine on purpose.
Being drunk and timid, she took the opportunity to hug Song Tingyue and act coquettishly to him: "I want you to carry me on your back. I can't walk anymore. Can you carry me on your back?"
Song Tingyue knelt down helplessly: "Come up."
"Thank you, husband!" Li Keer happily jumped onto Song Tingyue's back.
She jumped so hard that she almost threw Song Tingyue to the ground.
Song Tingyue quickly stabilized her position, supported her with both hands, and then slowly stood up.
Li Ke'er is actually very light, and you can easily carry her on your back.
Drunk Li Keer was noisier than usual: "Wow, husband, you are so strong, you can walk so fast while carrying me on your back. Husband, you are so good, you can definitely do it seven times a night. You are definitely more domineering than in the novel."
The president is still good!"
"..."
What kind of compliment is this?
Song Tingyue expressed his incomprehension.
There is only a ten-year age difference between the two, but Li Keer seems to be from another world.
The more Li Keer talked, the more enthusiastic she became, and she couldn't help but kiss Song Tingyue on the face.
"Bah."
Song Tingyue's ears were wet, and the hair on his body stood on end.
In addition, Li Keer rubbed against his back, and the soft touch made his body temperature continue to rise.
The blood seems to have started to flow backwards.
Song Tingyue coughed slightly in embarrassment: "Cough, don't move around, you're going to fall."
"Oh, I can't move anymore, I can't move anymore."
Li Keer quickly hugged Song Tingyue's neck, making it difficult for Song Tingyue to breathe.
He also said in a joking tone: "Hold me so tightly, do you want to murder your husband?"
"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Li Keer quickly let go of her hand.
She belatedly remembered what Song Tingyue had just said.
Wu Zi giggled: "Hehe..."
Husband...
Such sweet words.
Li Ke'er felt as sweet as eating honey.
Leaning on Song Tingyue's back, like a fool, he kept shouting: "Husband, husband, husband..."
Song Tingyue was not disgusted with Li Keer's silly behavior, but found her very cute.
Young people, if they are a bit stupid, can understand.
When I got home, Li Keer had fallen asleep in the car.
Song Tingyue took her back to the house again.
Song Ting was more and more obsessed with cleanliness.
Li Ke'er didn't take a shower and was still wearing clothes for going out.
He hesitated for a moment, then put it on his bed.
Song Tingyue took a bath and changed into pajamas. He wanted to lie down on the sofa, but then he remembered that Li Ke'er said that he wanted to cultivate relationships, so he walked to the bed and lay down again.
As soon as Song Tingyue lay down, Li Ke'er came closer to him, her small body curled up next to him, as if looking for a sense of security.
Li Ke'er's breath smelled faintly of wine and was hot, going straight into his ears.
Song Tingyue's self-control was on the verge of collapse. He turned over and turned his back to Li Ke'er, still reciting the Qingxin Mantra in his heart.
"The ice has been cold for thousands of years, and all things are still. The heart should be calm and the energy should be calm. Look at me alone. The mind and spirit should be united, and the energy should follow each other. They are as different as each other, and they are not surprised at all changes. There is no ignorance, no anger, no desire, no pursuit; no abandonment.
Abandonment, inaction and selflessness. A pure heart is like water, and pure water is the heart; there is no breeze and no waves..."
I recited the Purifying Mantra five times, but still couldn't calm down.
Song Tingyue could only get up and take a cold shower again.
He was worried that if he continued to suppress it like this, he would be unable to lift or suffer from premature ejaculation as Li Keer said.
However, he didn't want to touch Li Ke'er.
I always feel that the relationship between the two has not reached that stage yet.
Although she is his legal wife.
Song Tingyue finished taking cold water and finally suppressed his anger.
He walked out of the bathroom refreshed, only to see Li Keer taking off all his clothes, with her red and full mouth still muttering unconsciously: "It's so hot, so hot... I want to drink water... It's so hot