Chapter 267

Husband and wife have been in the same bed for some time.

But between the two, there has always been a three eight line.

As long as Xu MuQing doesn't let go, Li Hang will never reach out.

When Li Hang came in, the bed sank a little.

He was about to say good night to Xu MuQing as usual.

Suddenly, two slender and tender hands stretched out and hugged Li Hang's neck.

For a moment, the warm fragrance was full of fragrance.

"Sunny?" Li Hang was stunned for a moment.

In the dark, Xu MuQing seems to have made a major decision.

Spit orchid: "don't talk, kiss me."

Two moist lips hesitated, and firmly pasted up.

Kiss.

In this dark room.

My nose is hot and my breath is blue.

The soft bedding became water.

Two shadows in the water become fish.

Overlapping, happy.

Ups and downs, leisurely.

It's windy.

Like a playful child, hiding behind the curtain.

From time to time, the curtains were lifted mischievously.

The moon is frosty.

What sets off the bright white moonlight is the two faces posted together.

Green and red.

Mature and steady.

"Are you ready?" Li Hang holds the people in his arms.

"Well."

Low brow, is decisive, but also brave.

Her person, her heart, is already his.

His head is down and her hands are tight.

Two fish, rolling, entangled.

Tonight, doomed sleepless.

Listen to the wind.

Wind, mixed with the sound of leaves outside the window.

The curtain is floating and the wind is like waves.

It seems that there is a faint Jiao Yin.

Up and down, whimpering.

That sound, gradually melodious, cheerful.

That sound, continuous ups and downs, wandering.

Mountain after mountain.

Wave after wave.

The shy moon is covered by annoying clouds.

The wind stops.

Only the people in the room are still whispering and singing.

That sound, in the thin, in the crisp Manman.

With a gentle cry, but also clip the sound of joy.

……

Wu Gusu's mansion.

Wu Zhengde has the habit of getting up early to play taijiquan.

At this time, he was skillfully breathing fresh air in his garden.

When the hands and feet were up and down and breathing, the housekeeper came in a hurry.

"Master, someone sent a wooden box from the East China Sea, saying it was very important."

Wu Zhengde frowned slightly.

When he came to the living room in person, his eldest son Wu Wenchang was already standing there.

Wu Wenchang said to Wu Zhengde, "Dad, this box is a little heavy. I don't know what's in it?"