Chapter 459: If you can't make love, you have to do it

There was a long silence.

Finally, exhale a light breath of turbidity.

Sleep on the outside in a proper manner.

I really didn't touch her.

However, this night, Yuan Changhuan kept turning over.

Xie Ci has gone from forbearance at the beginning to unbearable, her existence is an aphrodisiac for herself.

"Yuanyuan, are you unable to sleep, it's better to ......"

whispered and wanted to hug Yuan Changhuan.

Yuan Changhuan kicked him away without hesitation, "Don't touch me, who said I can't sleep." ”

When he spoke, his eyes never opened.

Didn't want to see him.

Xie Ci was kicked in the thigh, but it didn't hurt through the brocade quilt.

But the dignity of men is being challenged.

No matter how good Xie Shizi's temper is, he can't stand his wife's indifference at this moment, so he turned over and turned his back to Yuan Changhuan.

Angry.

Yuan Changhuan listened to the movement behind him, and snorted coldly in his heart, this man still has an angry face.

It's her who should be angry.

I haven't settled the account with him yet.

Resisting the urge to turn his face with him, Yuan Changhuan held his breath.

The night gets darker.

The husband and wife are back to back, and the big bed is large, and each sleeps on one side.

Like ...... Well water does not interfere with river water.

And so on for three days.

Every night I wanted to be intimate with Yuan Changhuan, but Yuan Changhuan refused coldly.

No matter how good-tempered a person is, he will get angry, let alone a person like Xie Ci who just looks good-tempered.

This night, thanks and begging for joy failed.

Finally angry.

As a man, the most intolerable thing is to be refused to be intimate by his wife several times.

The phoenix's eyes swelled with anger.

looked condescendingly at Yuan Changhuan who was reclining on the head of the bed.

Just when Yuan Changhuan thought that his posture was going to beat her.

The gesture of thanking was unexpected.

I saw him throw the quilt on his body under the bed, and lay straight outside, dressed in a single coat, and even his chest was exposed in the slightly open placket.

It's cold to look at.

The thank-you speech remained motionless.

Yuan Changhuan watched his movements and slowly lay down on his other side.

Covered with a brocade quilt, I can still feel a little cold wind, and my scalp is numb from the cold.

What's more, the excuse is not covered with anything.

Yuan Changhuan was entangled in his heart and hesitated.

"You really don't cover it? If you sleep like this, you will get cold. ”

Xie Ci's voice was cold and hard, colder than the cold outside, "If I die of wind cold, you can inherit my property." ”

The corners of his lips twitched, and Yuan Changhuan replied in disgust, "Who is scarce about your little property." ”

It's not as valuable as her dowry.

He stopped talking, as if he had fallen asleep.

Breathe evenly.

Colder.

After hesitating for a long time, Yuan Changhuan finally quietly moved his body, gave Xie Ci a quilt corner, and muttered in his mouth, "I just don't want to inherit your broken property, so I'm not afraid of your cold." ”

The straight thank you that was lying down suddenly turned over when she parted a quilt corner.

Sink straight into the warm bed.

"Hmm......"

Yuan Changhuan didn't react, and her cold body had already covered her densely.

Stormy kisses grinded from her lips to her whole body.

"Tear up."

A bang.

In an instant, a torn dress and a quilt were thrown out of the tent.

The quilt that fell on the ground before it was covered.

Yuan Changhuan resisted, kicked him, grabbed him, and bit him.

Useless.

The thanksgiving directly pressed her long legs, and the irresistible whole body ran through.

"It hurts!"

Dryness, pain, instantly filling the senses all over the body.

The tears in the corners of Yuan Changhuan's eyes fell one by one.

The crying grew louder and louder.