The smell of the kitchen was a bit pungent. The man walked out with an apron and piled up a pot of hot bone soup.
My husband's enthusiasm continues
Made a table of steaming hot meals, and Qinghong's favorite spicy shrimp
Wife, I'm back, wash your hands and have a meal
The man came up to him, sat down with Qinghong, and helped her hang her handbag on the coat rack.
Qing Hong suddenly felt like she couldn't speak in her heart
It's like guilt for your husband, or guilt deep in your heart
Wife, what's wrong? The man asked with concern
No, it's okay. Qing Hong came to her senses, took off her close-fitting blue suit, and answered teasingly
Is it really okay? The man seems to be a little worried
Maybe he was a little tired when he was in the car. Qing Hong avoided his gaze and his heartbeat was a little chaotic
Wife, why don’t you drive? There are so many people going to and from get off work on the subway now
I'm fine, driving is too difficult, and the third ring road is often blocked
Come on, wife, eat shrimp
The man dipped the peeled prawns in the sauce, and handed them over with chopsticks.
What about you, aren't you busy lately?
Qing Hong opened her mouth to take the shrimp, and asked while chewing it.
Busy, why aren't you busy? I have to go to Shanghai next week
Oh, how many days will you go?
Not sure yet, go with your leader
Well, just arrange it yourself. Let me say before you leave, I'll pack a few clothes for you
Had supper
The man cleaned up the dishes, washed some cherries and bayberry, and then plunged into the study and turned on the computer to continue writing the program.
Qing Hong sat on the sofa and relaxed her body
But I felt a little bored. After watching Douyin for a while, I flipped through the TV series in Tencent videos. It was meaningless
Standing up and looking at the study, the man's eyes were on the screen, and the keyboard was typing unusually focused
Qing Hong's eyes turned
I couldn't help but log in to the secret QQ account again, familiar avatars, familiar interfaces, and the group was as lively as ever.
After the system and group messages were shelved, a small red dot appeared in the strange dialog box below.
Slut, are you coming up and going to be sexy again?
The shadows in the afternoon are still in fear. Qing Hong knew the source of the news, so she didn't dare to pay attention to it, and she didn't dare to reply.
After a while
The dialog box pops up again: Why don’t you talk? I’m scared?
Can you speak more civilizedly? Qing Hong was a little angry and finally couldn't help but reply
Aren't you just a slut who is not satisfied? Come out and let me die.
You, can you do it?
Why, you don't believe it?
Little hairy child
The other party did not respond after this sentence. Qing Hong snorted angrily, closed the dialog box and continued to go back to the group.
I don't know how long it took, but the dialog box suddenly flashed again
picture
picture
picture
Qing Hong opened these three pictures unexpectedly, her heart thumped, three cocks that were so red that they were straight and hard, and the huge purple mushroom head was close-up on the camera, and some crystal clear liquid was ticking on the urethra in the middle.
How about it, do you feel it?
What does it feel like?
Have you seen it's wet, slut
Qing Hong did not reply to him and hurriedly logged out of her account. Her delicate cheeks had already reddened to her ears.
She stood up and gently came to the door of the study and peeked inside, but saw her husband sitting at the computer desk without writing any programs. The computer was playing two naked men and women having sex wildly
While watching the video, the man held his cock and stroked it quickly. The man's breathing became more and more rapid, and his hand speed became faster and faster. His face turned red, frowned, and gasped heavily.
Puff, puff, puff...
Finally, streams of white semen ejaculated and shot into his own hands. Qing Hong quickly flashed across her body, returned to the living room, opened the TV series she had just chased, and pretended that nothing had happened.
After a long time
The man walked out of the study and his face returned to his usual calmness.
Wife, don't sleep yet?
Sleep, sleep now
Qinghong responded casually, took off her makeup, washed up, and then wrapped herself in a bath towel and got into the bed.
The man seemed to be sleepy early, and he started to snore evenly in a few minutes.
Qinghong is not asleep
She suddenly felt a little complicated. Why did her husband secretly masturbate on his back? Is he really no longer interested in him? Or is he unable to meet the needs of men?
She can't figure it out
This problem bothered her. She didn't understand why her husband would rather solve it with his own hands than ask for sex with her. This made her feel that for her husband was cheating in a sense
My husband's enthusiasm continues
Made a table of steaming hot meals, and Qinghong's favorite spicy shrimp
Wife, I'm back, wash your hands and have a meal
The man came up to him, sat down with Qinghong, and helped her hang her handbag on the coat rack.
Qing Hong suddenly felt like she couldn't speak in her heart
It's like guilt for your husband, or guilt deep in your heart
Wife, what's wrong? The man asked with concern
No, it's okay. Qing Hong came to her senses, took off her close-fitting blue suit, and answered teasingly
Is it really okay? The man seems to be a little worried
Maybe he was a little tired when he was in the car. Qing Hong avoided his gaze and his heartbeat was a little chaotic
Wife, why don’t you drive? There are so many people going to and from get off work on the subway now
I'm fine, driving is too difficult, and the third ring road is often blocked
Come on, wife, eat shrimp
The man dipped the peeled prawns in the sauce, and handed them over with chopsticks.
What about you, aren't you busy lately?
Qing Hong opened her mouth to take the shrimp, and asked while chewing it.
Busy, why aren't you busy? I have to go to Shanghai next week
Oh, how many days will you go?
Not sure yet, go with your leader
Well, just arrange it yourself. Let me say before you leave, I'll pack a few clothes for you
Had supper
The man cleaned up the dishes, washed some cherries and bayberry, and then plunged into the study and turned on the computer to continue writing the program.
Qing Hong sat on the sofa and relaxed her body
But I felt a little bored. After watching Douyin for a while, I flipped through the TV series in Tencent videos. It was meaningless
Standing up and looking at the study, the man's eyes were on the screen, and the keyboard was typing unusually focused
Qing Hong's eyes turned
I couldn't help but log in to the secret QQ account again, familiar avatars, familiar interfaces, and the group was as lively as ever.
After the system and group messages were shelved, a small red dot appeared in the strange dialog box below.
Slut, are you coming up and going to be sexy again?
The shadows in the afternoon are still in fear. Qing Hong knew the source of the news, so she didn't dare to pay attention to it, and she didn't dare to reply.
After a while
The dialog box pops up again: Why don’t you talk? I’m scared?
Can you speak more civilizedly? Qing Hong was a little angry and finally couldn't help but reply
Aren't you just a slut who is not satisfied? Come out and let me die.
You, can you do it?
Why, you don't believe it?
Little hairy child
The other party did not respond after this sentence. Qing Hong snorted angrily, closed the dialog box and continued to go back to the group.
I don't know how long it took, but the dialog box suddenly flashed again
picture
picture
picture
Qing Hong opened these three pictures unexpectedly, her heart thumped, three cocks that were so red that they were straight and hard, and the huge purple mushroom head was close-up on the camera, and some crystal clear liquid was ticking on the urethra in the middle.
How about it, do you feel it?
What does it feel like?
Have you seen it's wet, slut
Qing Hong did not reply to him and hurriedly logged out of her account. Her delicate cheeks had already reddened to her ears.
She stood up and gently came to the door of the study and peeked inside, but saw her husband sitting at the computer desk without writing any programs. The computer was playing two naked men and women having sex wildly
While watching the video, the man held his cock and stroked it quickly. The man's breathing became more and more rapid, and his hand speed became faster and faster. His face turned red, frowned, and gasped heavily.
Puff, puff, puff...
Finally, streams of white semen ejaculated and shot into his own hands. Qing Hong quickly flashed across her body, returned to the living room, opened the TV series she had just chased, and pretended that nothing had happened.
After a long time
The man walked out of the study and his face returned to his usual calmness.
Wife, don't sleep yet?
Sleep, sleep now
Qinghong responded casually, took off her makeup, washed up, and then wrapped herself in a bath towel and got into the bed.
The man seemed to be sleepy early, and he started to snore evenly in a few minutes.
Qinghong is not asleep
She suddenly felt a little complicated. Why did her husband secretly masturbate on his back? Is he really no longer interested in him? Or is he unable to meet the needs of men?
She can't figure it out
This problem bothered her. She didn't understand why her husband would rather solve it with his own hands than ask for sex with her. This made her feel that for her husband was cheating in a sense
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