Feelings are the foundation of married life.
Love is the spice of married life, and Huanong and Lu Jing'an have never been restrained people.
They may be restrained and forbearing in front of outsiders, but when they meet each other, the flames are about to break out. It's like a match made in heaven, born for each other. The advanced sense of fit makes each other let out a sigh of comfort when communicating in depth.
Lu Jingan couldn't bear to move any further because of the feeling of impact in his soul that was released after being restrained for a long time.
Enduring the pain of the wound, he lay half-lying on his stomach, his breathing rising and falling, his broad back gently wrapped around him.
It took a long time until Huanong became dissatisfied. He frowned and scolded softly: "Can you do it? If you can't, get out."
Lu Jing'an raised his head half-supported, staring at her, and ferociously sent the person to the top of the mountain, and then quickly fell down.
After a few rounds, it slowed down as Huanong kept saying "I can't do it."
At the end of the day, Lu Jing'an pressed her waist, grinded his teeth and asked her, "Can I do it?"
Huanong just wanted to be freed as soon as possible. Tired of coping, he nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, okay."
"156 days." The man's deep voice sounded in her ears.
Huanong's thoughts seemed to be lost and he didn't understand what he was talking about: "What?"
"It's been 156 days since the last time I did it."
Boom, it was like fireworks exploding in Huanong's mind, and he couldn't control himself for a while, trembling constantly.
"Let's go." At five minutes after twelve o'clock in the morning, Huanong came out of Lu Jing'an's ward, with a faint smell of lust on his body.
Chen Xi's mind was buzzing.
Everyone is unconscious, can they still? ? ? ? ?
Is Princess Hua so hungry and unscrupulous?
Chen Shi's shocked eyes fell on Huanong's back. When he saw someone was about to enter the elevator, he suddenly raised his steps as if he had poured cement into the elevator.
Another way for contemporary couples to get along?
The next day, Yang Xian asked Huanong about something before going to the company, so she entered Huanong's room while applying hand cream.
As soon as he entered, he saw Huanong wearing shorts and suspenders, sleeping soundly with the quilt between her slender thighs.
"Madam, the eldest lady hasn't gotten up yet."
When the aunt was doing her hygiene, she happened to reach the door of Huanong's room. When she saw Yang Xian standing at the door of Huanong, looking like she was about to get in, she spoke softly.
Yang Xian wanted to call someone, but thought, that's all.
"Let her call me when I wake up later."
"Oh, okay."
Yang Xian closed the door and was about to leave. The person lying on the bed, perhaps because of the heat, murmured and turned over. When he turned over, the bright red mark under the collarbone came into view.
Yang Xian's head buzzed, and the little feeling between mother and son that existed just now disappeared in an instant. She pushed the door in and closed the door with a bang.
Huanong suddenly woke up from his sleep. He sat on the bed holding the quilt and looked at Yang Xian with sleepy eyes: "There was an earthquake?"
"What are you doing? It's so early in the morning."
"Where were you last night?"
"Hospital!"
"anything else?"
"No more," Huanong rubbed his sleepy eyes and wanted to continue sleeping, but Yang Xian walked to the dressing table, picked up the mirror and threw it in front of her.
"Take a look and answer after you see clearly."
"What are you doing? What's wrong with you so early in the morning? Are you menopausal..." Huanong's mind buzzed when he saw the hickey on his neck.
Hold! ! ! !
Lu Jing'an! ! !
Damn it! !
"Don't tell me that Lu Jing'an woke up and made you like this,"
Huanong smiled coquettishly: "What if it is?"
"Why didn't you say your dad was still alive?" Yang Xian said angrily.
Huanong scratched his head.
Just listen to Yang Xian continue to criticize her: "Every time you take a step, you gain wisdom. You just don't have a long memory, right? You just sent Lu Jingan away, and then you started again? Who is it this time? I know it, right?" Breaking his leg is breaking your leg.”
"Then you'd better break his legs!" Huanong said as he picked up the quilt and covered his legs, shrinking inward.
Yang Xian was so angry that she picked up the doll from the end of the bed and was about to beat her.
"Change - change it, the limited edition is out of print."
The dolls on her bed were all bought at a high price when she was a girl. Some are limited editions and some are out of print. Any one of them can be sold at a high price.
"Join me at the Beijing-Hong Kong Chamber of Commerce dinner tonight."
"Is it okay if you don't go? I've been in such a miserable state recently, and everyone is waiting to see my joke! If I still go, isn't this giving people a chance?"
"You still want shame?"
"Yes!" She is a person who relies on her face to make a living, can she be shameless?
"If you really want face, you should earn it back by yourself."
"Don't force me to cut you," Yang Xian hates that iron cannot be made into steel. On the one hand, she feels that Huanong is a clear-minded person who has known what she wants since she was a child. On the other hand, she feels that she can't figure it out. Her life is alternately sober and crazy. If you jump horizontally, you won't be able to live normally.
This afternoon.
Xia Mu brought over a high-end dress. As soon as she entered the door, the makeup artist was so angry that she yelled: "What a shame! They used to beg us to wear them. Today we went to the store to buy clothes, and they even asked us if we liked them." That's right, are you angry? I spent money to buy it and still have to suffer from your cowardice?"
"I blame me for not being popular anymore and making you angry."
Huanong Wei sighed sadly, saying this, but there was no trace of sadness in his eyes.
As if it didn't matter to her whether she was red or not.
Yes, for such a big company, several artists under it have become famous recently, and all of them can make money. She is lying behind the scenes counting the money, how perfect it is.
"Try on the clothes first."
“What style do you want for the evening?”
"Queen style."
If she doesn't do something big, she's afraid that Yang Xian will deal with her.
The makeup artist was doing her hair, and Huanong was chatting with Xia Mu.
"How is the company?"
"Except for you, everything is fine." Obediently.
Huanong rolled his eyes: "It hurts my heart."
After getting dressed and going upstairs to change into a dress, Xia Mu was surprised when she saw the hickey on Huanong's collarbone: "Is this green?"
Hua Nong: ..... There are hardships to be spoken of, there are hardships to be spoken of!
She now knows what it is like for a mute to suffer from the pain of eating Coptis chinensis and being unable to explain it.
At 7:30 in the evening, on the top floor of the Beijing-Hong Kong InterContinental Hotel, the Chamber of Commerce chose the location on the top of the building. It was obviously a place that was carefully arranged.
As soon as Huanong stepped in, he saw Chu Mi wearing a black skirt and talking to someone about something.
I saw a few old acquaintances at the same time.
"Hey, isn't this Princess Hua? I thought you were trying to avoid the limelight recently!"
"Long time no see, Miss Fan's nose is still so sharp! She comes right after the smell."
"you..........."
"Okay, you're not as good-looking as me, you're not as sharp-tongued as me, you're not as good as me in everything, and you still like to come up to me and make me squirt. Do you have a masochistic constitution?"
"If Lu Jing'an can't do it anymore, I'll see how long you can keep talking."
"You don't think it's Lu Jing'an who makes me so arrogant in this life, do you? What's going on in my head? Are you so stupid that you don't want to go to a brain department?"
