Han Jianing is infinitely enchanting, with all kinds of amorous styles, Duan Lang who watched it was relaxed, fascinated, and confused......

It's just that what does Han Jianing mean by that?

Go to bed?

Taking a deep breath, drunk and confused, Duan Lang asked, "Wife, you, are you going to let me sleep with you?"

"Idiot, what are you going crazy about?" glared at Duan Lang before Han Jianing said. "Don't you sleep with me, and sleep with the gopher brothers, isn't it elegant for two big men to roll on the same bed?"

"Yes, brother, leave me alone, hurry up and rest with my sister-in-law. The gopher smiled and said.

"Brother Gopher, you've also drunk a lot of wine, get some rest early. Holding Duan Lang, Han Jianing's face was full of fox, and he said to the gopher.

"I know, sister-in-law, don't bother you. The gopher staggered, pushed the door in, and the moment before closing the door, he clenched a fist and said to Duan Lang. "Brother, come on......"

O Nima!

Looking at the envy in his eyes before the gopher closed the door, Duan Lang was speechless and suffering. He and Han Jianing have been married for so long, and they have never even touched their hands, let alone made a big fat boy. Come on...... Not to mention refueling, even if it is to refuel the liquid oxidized fuel used for ICBMs, it is useless.

was helped by Han Jianing to lie on the bed, Han Jianing's faint fragrance was faint, but Duan Lang, who was seduced, was fascinated for a while. When he was outside the door just now, Han Jianing's dress, that ten thousand tenderness, had already made Duan Lang intoxicated, at this moment, under the dim light, Duan Lang was even more difficult to extricate himself, and when Han Jianing was just about to let go and get up, he hugged Han Jianing's waist, and kissed Han Jianing's lips directly with his mouth......

The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic.

Gentle Township, Hero's Tomb!

Since ancient times, how many heroes have died under the pomegranate skirt!

If he could hug Han Jianing, caress her snow skin, and kiss her sandalwood lips, Duan Lang would have been content to die so freely and happily. It's just that after kissing, Han Jianing pushed Duan Lang away and said softly: "Duan Lang, what are you anxious about?"

"Can I not be in a hurry?" There is such a beautiful embryo in front of him, it is strange if he is not in a hurry. "Wife, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, let's not waste it, okay?"

"Duan Lang, in fact, ......" bit his lip, under the dim light, Han Jianing looked more charming, more charming, more amorous, and tender, which not only reminded Duan Lang of a small poem: Ask Yan'er, why are you wandering, ask Yan'er, why do you fly, ask Yan'er, you are willing to stay, ask Yan'er, are you willing to be a pair. I want to use my tenderness to build a palace wall of love for you, but I am afraid that this little nest will not become your paradise; I want to stay by your side, but I am afraid that you will leave quietly, and let loneliness laugh at me crazy.

Ban Ji's posture of continuing history, Xie Ting's posture of Yongxue, every move is elegant and noble, and every smile is beautiful.

This is a woman who exudes grace and intellect from her bones, lonely and self-admiring, proud of everything, and stunning the whole city!

The first time Duan Lang saw Han Jianing, under his uninhibited appearance, there was a touch of solemnity, a sense of appreciation, and a trace of awe in his playful eyes. For a long time, Han Jianing has been in his sight as a towering queen. Her arrogance, her reserve, and her excellence directly shattered and crippled all Duan Lang's cynicism and infinite arrogance!

"Actually, what?" Duan Lang took a deep breath and asked after a long while, Duan Lang came to his senses and asked.

"Actually, I, I've wanted to do this to you for a long time. It seems to be a little shy, it seems to be a little charming, it seems to be a little expectant, it seems to be a little obsessed, Han Jianing's eyes are full of expectations, and when her lips are slightly opened, her words seem so flustered, which is very similar to her usual character...... Capable and decisive in work, quick in decision-making, and at ease, emotionally ignorant, overwhelmed, and indecisive.

She also wants to ......

If it weren't for the fact that Duan Lang personally heard these words from Han Jianing's mouth, he couldn't believe that Han Jianing, who had always been reserved, Han Jianing, who had always hated him, and Han Jianing, who had always been high, would say such a thing after being playfully conquered by his own man on a deep night.

Perfect combination, love and will, heaven and earth......

They are husband and wife, legally husband and wife. Han Jianing has been fighting for so long, has he already compromised in his heart? It's just that he didn't have a proper opportunity to express it? Duan Lang couldn't help but explain it to Han Jianing, but his face was filled with ecstasy, and he quickly turned over and got up, hugging Han Jianing's delicate body......

One hand kept going up, took a deep breath, and was about to take it down in one fell swoop and give birth to a communist successor, but Duan Lang's hand suddenly stagnated:

"Whoa!"

A coldness, from head to toe, instantly spread throughout Duan Lang's body. Duan Lang, who was still mindful of the world just now, was about to do something earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods, and giving birth to a new life, couldn't help but tremble, and directly sneezed, only to see Han Jianing holding a mineral water bottle in his hand, looking at Duan Lang's embarrassed appearance at the moment, biting his red lips slightly, and a few successful smiles appeared on the corners of his mouth. This woman, she actually poured a bottle of water on herself, and on this hot day, the water was cold and biting, and it looked like it was cold, and then she looked at her clothes, and there were some fine ice crystals on her clothes.

"Han Jianing, you, you want to murder your husband?" Holding back the biting coldness all over his body, Duan Lang said with grievances, he didn't expect this girl to come out like this.

"Who murdered you?" Han Jianing raised the mineral water bottle in her hand like a little girl, and said very proudly. "Didn't I tell you early on that I've been wanting to do this to you for a long time?"

Since you are infinitely bathed in fire and cannot vent, then I have no choice but to vent the fire for you. For some reason, Han Jianing felt more comfortable at the moment.

“......”

What Han Jianing said, it turned out to be this thing? Duan Lang wiped the ice water off his face, but, looking at Han Jianing's eyes, he suddenly became playful, and the corners of his mouth also appeared A cold and weird smile that made Han Jianing come from the bottom of his heart, such eyes, such expressions, and such actions frightened Han Jianing to take a step back directly, and the smug look just now suddenly became a little flustered, and he lost his voice: "You, what do you want to do?"

It was indeed a bit too much just now, and when Han Jianing reacted, he couldn't help but feel some palpitations in his heart.