He Yuan.After a moment of silence, Momanyun's low call came over: Are you asleep?
... He Yuan pretended to be dead and kept breathing evenly. He knew that his good wife must have a willful request, otherwise the voice would not be so light. All the little woman wanted to sing again, and Old He secretly guessed.
Mo Manyun looked at him without any movement and turned over to look at him vigilantly, but after confirming that her husband was really asleep, she pouted mischievously, and a hint of narrowness flashed through her eyes. She raised her bare arms lightly, her fingers passed through the faint moonlight and touched the man's cheek. Her fingertips stagnated. Unexpectedly, a person who was usually quite rough had such soft face. Mo Manyun was slightly surprised and poked his index finger on it slowly...
Hey, why didn’t you respond?
She poked again...
Haven't responded yet?
Poke again...
I poke... I poke... I poke... I poke...
After playing for a long time, Mo Manyun covered her mouth and giggled. She saw that her good husband was pretending to be asleep. Every time she poked him, his eyelids would twitch inadvertently. It was fun...
She didn't expose it, and she wouldn't attack him again after resting. Her husband's face was bulging and concave. If it weren't for the limitation of the physical structure, she really wanted to pinch her face into China's greatest building - the Great Wall.
Tolerate!
I endure it!
I'll endure it any more!
I...I can't bear it anymore!
Finally, He Yuan, who was kneaded into a twist, burst out: Are you finished?He widened his eyes angrily and couldn't bear it anymore: I'm a face, a real face, not plasticine!
Mo Manyun glanced at him unhappily: Who told you to pretend to be asleep? You are too busy with work these days and are always sleepy, but when you get to bed, you can't sleep. Let's chat with me.Ignoring my husband's stinky face, she took the lead in finding the topic: When I was living with my parents, Qiqi always tossed me like this at night, pinching my face and pulling my hair. I always pretended to be asleep every time. Look at her having fun, I was surprised at that time. Now it seems, haha, well, it's really fun.After saying that, she glanced at He Yuan and the little woman smiled again.
He Yuan turned over in helplessly and turned his back to his wife slowly said: If I guess well, you don’t want to be an official, what you yearn for is a carefree life like your sister. You can eat as much as you want, play as you want, or be a white-collar worker. You can do it casually in the company without having to worry too much. This official is not easy to be an Ah, let alone the mayor. When you should laugh, you should laugh even if you are in a bad mood, and when you should be hurt, you should be sad even if you are in a good mood. To be honest, it’s quite boring. If you want me to say that you might as well resign from your official position and get rid of your armor. It’s not good to compare with your family. You don’t have to worry about money. I will earn money to support you in the future, at least the basic life can be guaranteed.
He Yuan didn't know about women, but he had strong rational analysis ability. Mo Manyun looked cold to outsiders and was cold and cold to everything, but not to his family. He even maintained a willful attitude in front of Lao He, which made him guess the little woman's thoughts.
I envy Qiqi. Just like you said, she can live a carefree life. No one will talk about her willfulness or naughtyness. But I can’t do it. Outside, there are thousands of eyes looking at you, and you won’t be able to be neglected. At home, I am my sister, my parents’ eldest daughter, and their hope and sustenance, so I want to be like a sister at all times. Haha, some willful requests can only be told to you and do it to you.After a change of the subject, Mo Manyun became serious: You said I don’t want to be an official, it’s nothing. I don’t like the intrigues in the officialdom, but if you can do something for millions of people, even if you work in a mess, what’s the big deal? Even if I’m...
No even.Of course He Yuan knew what she was going to say, and smiled slightly: Don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt you. If you want to be an official, just continue to do it and do it steadily.There is another sentence in my heart that I haven’t said: I will clear all obstacles for you!
Mo Manyun looked at him gently: Thank you.
Looking at the little woman's affectionate gaze, Lao He made another guarantee: I will definitely satisfy your request in the future, whether it is willful or perverted, in short, I will agree to you everything.
real?Mo Manyun's eyes lit up, and a trace of unpredictable things lingered in his eyes: Do you agree to me with anything?
Fake!Looking at her strange eyes, He Yuan was uneasy and wanted to say this. However, how could he just make a promise to change it? He still has face. At the moment, he could only bit his head: Really.
Mo Manyun smiled, and the smile seemed a little scared to Lao He. She smiled very cunningly: Since that's the case, I'll make a request, you ￥%... ※ × … ￥ (× … ￥% ※… … … … … … … … … … … …
Listening to the almost perverted request of the little woman, He Yuan: ...
Momanyun's little nose wrinkled: Why, don't you agree?
disagree?
Grandma!
He Yuan felt that his soul was in heaven at this moment, floating in the air. He looked at Mo Manyun for confirmation, and his saliva was almost flowing out: Are you sure you didn't drink today, so take what you said just now?
Momanyun glanced at him and said nothing.
Old He swallowed and spitted, his lewd eyes fell on the white and tender flesh on the little woman's neckline: Then, I'm here, don't regret it.
Her little face turned red, she gently turned over and lifted a corner of the quilt. Obviously, Mo Manyun had already expressed with her actions that she would not regret it. She couldn't help but feel nervous and trembled with an invitation: From, come from behind.
Ha, He Yuan walked towards his wife step by step, grabbed the milk in front of him, and when he was about to touch his wife's delicate body, a change... Well, it didn't happen.
He lifted the quilt and crawled in. Under the quilt, Mo Manyun crawled there stiffly, his head was buried in the pillow, and his expression was not visible. He Yuan smiled lewdly and rode on Mo Manyun with his legs apart. When the woman thought of her situation at this time, her face became even redder, and her body became obviously tense, which made her feel very uncomfortable...
I'm here...
Um.Suddenly she stopped nervously again: Wait, wait, you, you are a little lighter, I can't stand it too much.
……
Ah!Momanyun screamed, endured the pain and said: Gentle, be gentle, it hurts.
He Yuan leaned over her with a blushing face and whispered: Don't shout so loudly, Mom and Mo Qi are right across from each other. Be patient and you will feel comfortable in a while... I will continue.
Well...Ah...it still hurts...you...you are lying...um...um...um...um...now...um...much better...you can...um...more...with a little more force...um...um...um...
Later, Momanyun's moans filled every corner of the bedroom...
... He Yuan pretended to be dead and kept breathing evenly. He knew that his good wife must have a willful request, otherwise the voice would not be so light. All the little woman wanted to sing again, and Old He secretly guessed.
Mo Manyun looked at him without any movement and turned over to look at him vigilantly, but after confirming that her husband was really asleep, she pouted mischievously, and a hint of narrowness flashed through her eyes. She raised her bare arms lightly, her fingers passed through the faint moonlight and touched the man's cheek. Her fingertips stagnated. Unexpectedly, a person who was usually quite rough had such soft face. Mo Manyun was slightly surprised and poked his index finger on it slowly...
Hey, why didn’t you respond?
She poked again...
Haven't responded yet?
Poke again...
I poke... I poke... I poke... I poke...
After playing for a long time, Mo Manyun covered her mouth and giggled. She saw that her good husband was pretending to be asleep. Every time she poked him, his eyelids would twitch inadvertently. It was fun...
She didn't expose it, and she wouldn't attack him again after resting. Her husband's face was bulging and concave. If it weren't for the limitation of the physical structure, she really wanted to pinch her face into China's greatest building - the Great Wall.
Tolerate!
I endure it!
I'll endure it any more!
I...I can't bear it anymore!
Finally, He Yuan, who was kneaded into a twist, burst out: Are you finished?He widened his eyes angrily and couldn't bear it anymore: I'm a face, a real face, not plasticine!
Mo Manyun glanced at him unhappily: Who told you to pretend to be asleep? You are too busy with work these days and are always sleepy, but when you get to bed, you can't sleep. Let's chat with me.Ignoring my husband's stinky face, she took the lead in finding the topic: When I was living with my parents, Qiqi always tossed me like this at night, pinching my face and pulling my hair. I always pretended to be asleep every time. Look at her having fun, I was surprised at that time. Now it seems, haha, well, it's really fun.After saying that, she glanced at He Yuan and the little woman smiled again.
He Yuan turned over in helplessly and turned his back to his wife slowly said: If I guess well, you don’t want to be an official, what you yearn for is a carefree life like your sister. You can eat as much as you want, play as you want, or be a white-collar worker. You can do it casually in the company without having to worry too much. This official is not easy to be an Ah, let alone the mayor. When you should laugh, you should laugh even if you are in a bad mood, and when you should be hurt, you should be sad even if you are in a good mood. To be honest, it’s quite boring. If you want me to say that you might as well resign from your official position and get rid of your armor. It’s not good to compare with your family. You don’t have to worry about money. I will earn money to support you in the future, at least the basic life can be guaranteed.
He Yuan didn't know about women, but he had strong rational analysis ability. Mo Manyun looked cold to outsiders and was cold and cold to everything, but not to his family. He even maintained a willful attitude in front of Lao He, which made him guess the little woman's thoughts.
I envy Qiqi. Just like you said, she can live a carefree life. No one will talk about her willfulness or naughtyness. But I can’t do it. Outside, there are thousands of eyes looking at you, and you won’t be able to be neglected. At home, I am my sister, my parents’ eldest daughter, and their hope and sustenance, so I want to be like a sister at all times. Haha, some willful requests can only be told to you and do it to you.After a change of the subject, Mo Manyun became serious: You said I don’t want to be an official, it’s nothing. I don’t like the intrigues in the officialdom, but if you can do something for millions of people, even if you work in a mess, what’s the big deal? Even if I’m...
No even.Of course He Yuan knew what she was going to say, and smiled slightly: Don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt you. If you want to be an official, just continue to do it and do it steadily.There is another sentence in my heart that I haven’t said: I will clear all obstacles for you!
Mo Manyun looked at him gently: Thank you.
Looking at the little woman's affectionate gaze, Lao He made another guarantee: I will definitely satisfy your request in the future, whether it is willful or perverted, in short, I will agree to you everything.
real?Mo Manyun's eyes lit up, and a trace of unpredictable things lingered in his eyes: Do you agree to me with anything?
Fake!Looking at her strange eyes, He Yuan was uneasy and wanted to say this. However, how could he just make a promise to change it? He still has face. At the moment, he could only bit his head: Really.
Mo Manyun smiled, and the smile seemed a little scared to Lao He. She smiled very cunningly: Since that's the case, I'll make a request, you ￥%... ※ × … ￥ (× … ￥% ※… … … … … … … … … … … …
Listening to the almost perverted request of the little woman, He Yuan: ...
Momanyun's little nose wrinkled: Why, don't you agree?
disagree?
Grandma!
He Yuan felt that his soul was in heaven at this moment, floating in the air. He looked at Mo Manyun for confirmation, and his saliva was almost flowing out: Are you sure you didn't drink today, so take what you said just now?
Momanyun glanced at him and said nothing.
Old He swallowed and spitted, his lewd eyes fell on the white and tender flesh on the little woman's neckline: Then, I'm here, don't regret it.
Her little face turned red, she gently turned over and lifted a corner of the quilt. Obviously, Mo Manyun had already expressed with her actions that she would not regret it. She couldn't help but feel nervous and trembled with an invitation: From, come from behind.
Ha, He Yuan walked towards his wife step by step, grabbed the milk in front of him, and when he was about to touch his wife's delicate body, a change... Well, it didn't happen.
He lifted the quilt and crawled in. Under the quilt, Mo Manyun crawled there stiffly, his head was buried in the pillow, and his expression was not visible. He Yuan smiled lewdly and rode on Mo Manyun with his legs apart. When the woman thought of her situation at this time, her face became even redder, and her body became obviously tense, which made her feel very uncomfortable...
I'm here...
Um.Suddenly she stopped nervously again: Wait, wait, you, you are a little lighter, I can't stand it too much.
……
Ah!Momanyun screamed, endured the pain and said: Gentle, be gentle, it hurts.
He Yuan leaned over her with a blushing face and whispered: Don't shout so loudly, Mom and Mo Qi are right across from each other. Be patient and you will feel comfortable in a while... I will continue.
Well...Ah...it still hurts...you...you are lying...um...um...um...um...now...um...much better...you can...um...more...with a little more force...um...um...um...
Later, Momanyun's moans filled every corner of the bedroom...
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