Chapter 2353

"Pop." Ouyang stretched out his hand to break the big palm that he held her chest and pushed him to one side: "sit, don't move."

Qiming listens and sits silent. After drinking the milk, Mo Shuai Nan may have been too tired to fall asleep in her arms!

She reaches for her mobile phone and calls Shen Chengjing.

"Chen Jing, Shuai Nan is here. She has just drunk milk and has fallen asleep! I'm afraid I'll wake him up on the way back. Why don't I send him back when he wakes up? " She whispered.

"Yes Shen Chengjing listen, don't feel what.

"Well, let's not talk." She whispered

After hanging up, Ouyang holds Mo Shuai nan to one side, puts him down and covers him with a blanket.

"Ah." She was picked up from behind. Qiming put his body behind her and said in a low voice, "wife, since he's asleep, you can sleep too! Pregnant to sleep more, more rest, so that the body will be better

He said so, Ouyang did not resist, he held her back to the room, backhand closed the door, holding her on the bed, let her lie flat.

Qiming stood by the bed, staring at her from a high position, looking at her chest constantly fluctuating due to breathing. His mouth was dry, his body was inexplicably hot, and he felt almost explosive.

"Ouyang." His voice is slightly heavy, his eyes are blurred, he sits on her side, his hands tightly together, very uncomfortable sitting, even breathing is a little difficult.

Ouyang lay there, feeling sleepy. She closed her eyes, but she felt something wrong with Qiming.

"Qiming, are you ok?" She asked in a low voice, shivering at his silence.

She sat up, reached out and hugged him from behind, and asked softly, "what's the matter with you?"

Qiming looks up at her and feels her body clinging to him, which makes him more miserable.

"I'm... Choking." He said in a deep voice, very dull. He didn't like to force her to talk to him, but he couldn't control it.

"Ouyang listen, if change to before, she would raise her hand to slap him two in the face.

But after getting along with him for a long time, they had a certain emotional foundation. She found that his people were not bad, especially for her. Apart from this, everything else was too good.

"How hard is it?" She asked, weighing whether or not to help him.

As Qiming listened, he shook his head.

Feeling that she didn't leave him, he said in a dull voice, "I'll sit down for a while, you go to sleep!"

"Qiming..." she called to him in a low voice. Qiming's body trembled more because of her voice. He closed his eyes in pain and kept breathing deeply.

"Hiss." Qiming groaned softly. Her lips fell on his face and gave him a kiss.

He whispered in pain: "you, don't kiss me. I'm afraid my body will explode and my trousers will be punctured."

Ouyang was hurt when he listened.

Can you be polite and not mention it? Why do you say it to destroy the beauty?

"Well." He groaned softly, but pretended to be very pure looking at him: "Ouyang, don't... Be careful, I will hurt you later."

If she kisses again, he can't promise whether he will push her down later. His feeling is more and more intense.

"Ouyang, I, I think." He whispered, reached for her, bowed his head and deepened the kiss. Rudely, he stretched out his hand and tore her skirt, which was discarded by him.

Ouyang wants to say something, but he lowers his head and kisses her lips, and his big palm falls on her chest.