Wang Bu Die couldn't lie. If you lie, you will go to hell. So Wang Bu Die nodded coyly and said, "It looks good."
There are many beautiful things about beauties, Zhang Jinghui is the beauty, Zhang Jingjun is the beauty, Leng Bingbing is also my favorite dish.
His eyes were still fixed on Leng Bingbing's body, not leaving for even a moment. He had to admire those creators for creating so many excellent bodies, including Zhang Jingjun, Zhang Jinghui, Leng Bingbing, and of course himself.
It was the first time she said this, and she was still changing her clothes. Leng Bingbing was also very shy. Her image was very similar to the girl soliciting money on the street that was often shown on TV. But in front of your man, it doesn't matter if you are a little more wild. If you love him, you must let him see the ever-changing self.
So Leng Bingbing didn't put on clothes in a hurry, but asked, "Ms. sir, which clothes do you think I look good on?"
"You look best without clothes." It was probably because there were too many things going on in the morning, and Wang Busui was hit hard, so he accidentally told the truth.
"My husband, you are so annoying. Do you want me to go out naked to meet people?"
Other people's women have the freedom to show off their figures naked on the street, but not his own daughter-in-law. Wang Busheng can generously distribute his earnings to his family members, but not women. His own women will always be free. It's your own personal belongings, I'd rather die than change.
Wang Bushi hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, no, hehe, it's cold outside. You'll still catch a cold if you don't wear clothes."
He walked forward, picked up a piece of clothing that he thought was very beautiful, and gesticulated on Leng Bingbing's body. Wang Bushi said, "This one looks very good."
"Okay, I'll just wear one." When a woman slowly lets go in front of her man, she no longer has any shame. She doesn't cover her body, nor does she cover those things that make men fascinated and full of fantasy and reverie. He took the clothes from Wang Busui's hand and prepared to put them on.
The early bird catches the worm; the early bird catches the worm. Morning is not only about beautiful food, but also about good spirit, abundant body, and the most primitive desire.
Looking greedily at Leng Bingbing's granary, which was enough to feed three or two children without going hungry and with a surplus, Wang Busheng finally couldn't help but ask, "Sister Leng, can I touch it?"
If it were Zhang Jinghui and Zhang Jingjun, there would be no need for Wang Bu to ask, but Leng Bingbing couldn't do it. After all, they used to be engaged in the killer's business, and there would be no living creatures within half a meter. Wang Bu was worried that if he didn't ask, Leng Bingbing agreed that if he saw blood in the morning, he would definitely be the one bleeding.
Leng Bingbing stopped putting on clothes, and her face was as embarrassed as a monkey's butt in the zoo. Leng Bingbing is very traditional. She is not a bath master in a bathhouse. When they meet a customer who wants something, they will say shamelessly, "Master, touching is so boring. There are more fun games. As long as I am willing to pay for it, The little woman is willing to accompany her to the end."
Leng Bingbing was shy, so it was up to her to answer. She was still holding the clothes in her hand, so she couldn't put them down because her husband-in-law wouldn't be able to touch them, so she put them down because she was afraid that her husband-in-law would think she didn't want to and would be angry.
Wang Bu Sie stared at Leng Bing Bing with longing eyes. Before the sister expressed her position, Wang Bu Sie did not dare to do anything too much.
Finally I gave up coldly. Since I loved him, I followed her. I had other choices. It didn’t matter that my husband had a few confidantes. It didn’t matter that they were good-looking and well-off. How could a dragon and a phoenix be surrounded by only one person? An admirer has his own good points, his own beauty, and his own strengths, such as his ability to fight.
Finally, Leng Bingbing let go of her shame and her last privacy in front of her husband. She looked directly at Wang Budie without escaping her eyes. Take a step forward.
The cold action startled Wang BuSie, who instinctively took a step back and hurriedly waved his hand, "Sister, don't be angry, I won't touch you anymore."
"No, no, sir, that's not what I meant." Leng Bingbing hurriedly explained.
"No, no, no, Sister Leng, no matter what you mean, I have no other meanings." I am pushing my limits. Just take a look. How can I have any unreasonable thoughts? You must know that the shortcoming of having many girlfriends is that you can't make rain and dew. Be equal and treat everyone fairly. Wang Busheng doesn’t want this.
"Ms. sir, you misunderstood, I didn't mean anything else." Leng Bingbing was a little anxious.
So Leng Bingbing did the craziest thing in his life. He raised one hand and took Wang Bushit's hand and put it on his chest. He probably thought that touching his husband like this would not be comfortable, so he used the other hand Lifting up his clothes, he put Wang Bushit's hand on it.
"Um, am I still dreaming?" Wang Bushi couldn't believe that everything that happened was true until he felt the most realistic feeling on his hand. It was full of elasticity and definitely not that artificial, pure natural green original product. , Sure enough, the early bird catches the worm.
Well, other girls are taking the initiative, and Wang Busui is coy and coy, which is also disrespectful to girls, so Wang Bushit's big happy hand is like a dragon entering the clouds, a fish diving, unscrupulously, extremely carefree, and enjoying himself to enjoy the taste of happiness.
Being treated like this by a man for the first time, Leng Bingbing felt that his body was weak, as if all the muscles, bones and strength had been taken away from his body, Leng Bingbing's whole body fell on Wang Bushit. The two of them half-laid down on the bed.
Leng Bingbing only felt a coolness in his chest. It turned out that Wang Bushit was gradually dissatisfied with the enjoyment of one hand. Instead, he tore off Leng Bingbing's clothes and covered them with both hands. Leng Bingbing was about to raise her hand to resist, but then put it down. As a wife, this is not something that she must experience sooner or later.
Marry a chicken, follow a chicken, marry a dog, follow a dog. When you marry a man, you must meet his needs. Women in feudal society are unfortunate. Many people do not have the right to choose a spouse, but women in feudal society are lucky. Their husband-in-law is there. There will be a lot of fun and debauchery outside, but it will never come to the point of divorce.
I am lucky. My husband-in-law does not have any bad habits. He is a glutton for drinking in the bath. Although he is younger than me, he is also very responsible. He will never borrow the burdens that belong to him on others. A motivated person is always better than a dandy who has a lot of money but is a waste of money. Leng Bingbing is also very satisfied with Wang Budie. I don't ask you to become a successful person, I just ask you to be good to me.
Wang BuSie has gradually lost himself. For the first time in his two lives, Wang BuSie has been faced with such a real face. Wang BuSie's breathing began to quicken, and his hands began to study and explore Leng BingBing's body.
The itchy and numb feeling on her body also made Leng Bingbing let out bursts of tenderness. She bit her lips and said coldly, "Mr., if you want it, I can give it to you."
"Really" Wang Bushi couldn't believe his ears. He had to know that he and Leng Bingbing hadn't held a wedding yet, nor had they gone to the government office to register. They were not considered a legal couple. If anything happened, it would not be allowed by family planning. .
"I am yours, always have been, and I am willing to give it to you. This is my first time. I just ask you to be gentler to me." Leng Bingbing seemed to be a different person, and his head was blank. Even what he said I didn't know anything, I just felt that my throat was dry, and my whole body felt like it was being roasted by a stove, and my whole body felt hot. Longing for Wang Busheng to bring him coolness.
"Sister, don't worry, it's my first time too, let's communicate together." People have already talked about this, and if Wang BuSheng doesn't take any further action, it can only mean that there is something wrong with Wang BuSheng, and it's also a physical problem.
Wang Busheng is also worried that Leng Bingbing will be ostracized by Zhang Jingjun and Zhang Jinghui when they live together in the future. After all, no one will be happy if the cake he likes is divided into three parts. If Leng Bingbing can get his first time, it can be regarded as a consolation for the unfair treatment Leng Bingbing may receive in the future.
Holding Wang Bu's neck, Wang Bu's body fell heavily on the cold body. Well, four lips touching is the first step. However, he has communicated with Zhang Jinghui several times, so Wang Bu's skill is still available, but only Equivalent to first grade level, but cold. Well, even the level of a small kindergarten class is not up to standard, so biting your tongue and smacking your lips are normal.
If you ask for something, you will have to make sacrifices. You can endure all the pain and suffering until you die. With the process of slowly becoming familiar with everything, the scenes between the two gradually became more harmonious, and the sound of pain no longer appeared.
Wang Busui began to take the next step, one hand still staying on the most prominent part of Leng Bingbing's body, and the other hand was like an archaeologist digging for cultural relics, not missing any place the size of a hair. Slowly, Wang Bu Shi's hand moved to the cold Ban Yue'er, his cold body trembled, and then he hugged Wang Bu Shi's neck even tighter.
After wandering outside for a long time, Wang Busheng finally had the courage to put his hand in, and felt the smoothness and fleshiness of the skin more realistically. You must know that under normal circumstances, a woman's buttocks are usually made of bones unless she has given birth to a child. There is more meat but less meat, but Leng Bingbing is different. It is probably due to long-term martial arts training. Leng Bingbing has a lot of meat and is also very elastic.
Wang BuSheng's hands reached heaven, enjoying the softest part. Leng BingBing's body shook even more violently, chattering coquettishly, exhaling like blue and cold. Leng BingBing's hands were gradually no longer satisfied with Wang BuSheng's neck, and began to move against Wang BuSei's strong neck. Draw pictures on the back.
Both of them had reached the critical point of a volcanic eruption, and they longed for that heart-wrenching coolness.
Wang Busheng's hand has already started the next move, slowly removing the cold panties.
Well, good things always take their turn. With sesame seeds, how could you pick up a watermelon so quickly?
"Master, no good, no good, the door of our shop was smashed." The black dog's voice came from outside, and the tone sounded serious.
The people in the room immediately stopped all movements, and Leng Bingbing hurriedly covered his body with clothes.
At this moment, the two of them probably had the same idea, which was to skin the black dog alive and stew it in a hot pot.
Ignoring the black dog's shouting like killing a dog, Wang Bushi looked at Leng Bingbing with a smile, "Sister Leng, let's continue."
He was probably frightened by the black dog's voice. The blush on his cold face had faded and turned white. He pushed Wang Busi and said, "There must be something urgent. Go quickly. My sister will always be yours. You can take care of her whenever you want." Can".
Someone was yelling outside, which would also affect the quality of the two people in the room, so Wang Busheng had no choice but to stand up and said with countless regrets, "I'll come see you again tonight."
After looking at my body and clothes, fortunately, the reaction was not very violent. Even with slight differences, I could use my natural appearance to dispel the doubts of the black dog, a senior prostitute outside.
Wang Bu Shou walked out of the house, and of course he didn't ask what happened. If the sky fell, wouldn't there be someone tall to hold it up? He was only 1.7 meters tall, so it shouldn't hit him so quickly. Let's vent our anger first, so Black Dog encountered it again. This time, Black Dog deserved it. His young master entered the madam's room. Anyone with a brain can guess what might happen. Being disturbed while doing that was better than scratching. It would be even more serious if someone destroyed their ancestral graves.
Sure enough, after teaching the black dog a lesson, Wang Busheng was in a better mood and asked, "Tell me, what happened?"
After such a long period of supplementation, as well as his young master's occasional training, Black Dog has acquired the basic skills of a martial artist. Well, he can withstand beatings. His young master's violent treatment actually left Black Dog unscathed. It must be said that Black Dog is very good. With a bright future, he stood up and Black Dog replied, "Young Master, just as you entered Madam's room, someone knocked on the door of the shop. We went to take a look, but before the door could be opened, it was knocked open by a group of people. I saw A scholar in soap clothes actually carried our door away."
"Take away all the doors of our house." I regret it. If I had known I would have to replace the door with an iron one if I borrowed money, it would be a pity for my portrait of Xiao Junjun.
"Yes, as soon as the door was opened, a group of people poured in. Liu Mei and others went to stop them. I saw that it was not good, so I came to see you, young master."
Looking at the black dog with suspicion, Wang Bushit didn't believe it, "Are you sure you didn't give in?"
