Chapter 589

Cotton buttocks are hot.

She opened her mouth to bite him angrily.

But after a long time, he was still smiling, not a bit of pain.

Mian Mian is angry that he can't play him.

Finally, he was so upset that he couldn't speak

……

Zhan Muqian always treats her gently and patiently.

But at this moment, he seems to automatically enter into some kind of role-playing realm.

It's a different person.

Jun's face was icy, and he kept giving orders.

Mian Mian's obedience is good. If he doesn't obey, he will be punished to varying degrees

……

Cotton padded soft to fall in his body, dizzy little brain melon drunk to think.

It's just the sense of vision of the head of the ascetic, the wolf, the little girl.

Based on her experience of sneaking at shame when she was in school and Gong Xiaoqi, Mianmian has already made up a classic picture

#The new wife is ashamed, not the chief uncle. The fighter cabin is full of shame

For the first time

The second time, Mian Mian was pressed in the driver's seat of the fighter, and two small white legs were raised by him, even pressed against his shoulder.

The third time they moved from the cockpit to the cot in the lounge

Mianmian lies on the bed and wails.

……

An hour.

Mian Mian began to regret that he really shouldn't be so impulsive. He was very happy to run to the military area for a while, and he was eager to climb the fighter plane to find him.

Two hours.

Mianmian regrets that he shouldn't seduce him, especially in this small pink skirt. Zhan Muqian is obviously an old rascal. It's just his own fault to wear it to please him

Three hours.

Mian Mian began to ask him to stop, but someone turned a deaf ear and there was no sign of a truce.

She was crying and sobbing

It was completely dark by four hours.

Mian Mian's voice is hoarse.

She can't say a word, Zhang Xiaokou, but finally can only silently doubt life

……

Eight o'clock late.

The chief is finally seven points full.

He used the spare coat of the fighter plane to wrap the cotton body tightly before getting off the plane.

Mian Mian is so tired that she sleeps in a daze.

Zhan Muqian directly takes her car home.

When Aunt Qiao opened the door at the porch, she was startled by her wife's white face and deep sleep in the man's arms.

She whispered, "what's the matter, madam? Is she ill?"

Zhan Muqian's lips are slightly crooked. "No, it's just sleeping. Let the kitchen cook more body nourishing soup tonight, and send it to the building later."

Pure as aunt Qiao still can't guess what happened.

Until the next day, when she was cleaning the house, she saw her wife's pink skirt in the laundry basket

Skirts of all kinds are almost terrible Traces.

I don't know if it's men's or women's, maybe it's all.

Aunt Qiao put the skirt into the dry cleaner silently with a hot face

……

He went into the bathroom with a cotton padded quilt, which made him wake up a bit.

She opened her eyes slowly, her eyelashes still wet.

Zhan Muqian helps her undress while putting bath water.

Mian Mian stood limply, leaning weakly on his chest. His legs were so soft that he could fall down at any time.

She had a flat face and was clearly breathing.

He saw all kinds of red marks on her small white body and finally regretted.

"Sorry baby, I will be careful next time..."

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