Xiao Biesheng is not wrong at all, most of the time sex and love are not separated, when your girlfriend shows the most beautiful side in front of you, your most sincere idea should be to throw her on the bed, so in general, when the fire of men and women is the hottest, it is often when love and affection are the strongest. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the relationship between an old husband and wife is dull, it is often a matter after a long period of fermentation of love becomes family affection.

Anyang thinks that he is impeccable to Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian is the only one to rely on in this world, the depth of the relationship between the two is undoubted, but the time is still short, if you want to ferment into family affection, you need to wait for those things that are as warm as flames to slowly cool down, and then go through more than ten years of dull breeze and drizzle.

The so-called rest in Anyang is naturally another night of wind and rain.

It's just that I didn't see the rainbow after the wind and rain, but Anyang lay on the bed early in the morning and didn't want to get up, hugging Comrade Xiaoqian's smooth and slippery body and not wanting to let go.

In the end, it was Xiao Qiansheng who pulled him out of bed and pushed him out of bed. However, she would not express her dissatisfaction with her husband, but with a smile on her eyebrows, she grabbed the sheet with one hand and covered her chest, and while letting him put on her clothes and pants slightly, she picked up the bra and dressed it elegantly.

An Yang looked at this scene, it was the morning when the man's energy was the most vigorous, and it was inevitable that he was a little hot.

The slowness of raising his hand into the suspender, the gesture of stroking his long hair back, and the faint staring at him and looking at him with pity are all crazy.

With her movements, the snow-white twin peaks were wrapped in lace-edged cups and squeezed out a slender furrow, and two straight and well-proportioned snow-white legs stretched out from the quilt, reaching into the white panties that also had lace lace and two extreme styles of holiness and seduction, protecting the mystery, the elegant waist and flat abdomen formed a perfect body curve, showing another sexiest part of the woman's body, the skin could be blown and broken, making people can't help but want to rub her into the body fiercely.

But before Anyang had time to attack, Comrade Xiaoqian had already put on his underwear, and he didn't wear anything else, so he got out of bed, stepped on the carpet barefoot, walked to him and opened the wardrobe and began to choose the clothes he was going to wear today. ”

The so-called half-concealment and half-exposure of the pipa is the most tempting, so that men have the urge to strip off the clothes that cover their private parts.

Comrade Xiaoqian's demeanor was natural, she chose her clothes very seriously, and she didn't shy away from raising her hands and feet.

The white lace panties wrap the mysterious and blood-spurting triangle, and then down are the snow-white legs with perfect curves, the net is an elegant waist and full breasts, the woman's belly is flat and delicate, and the white and greasy soft flesh is exposed from the bra, and there are a few strands of black hair hanging down on the elegant neck, and the facial features are very classical and beautiful.

Viewed from the back and side, the astonishing arc between the waist and hips is even more heart-wrenching.

She shouldn't know her temptation, maybe she knows, but she doesn't care in front of Anyang, or maybe she cares, she just did it on purpose, deliberately showed him the most tempting side of her morning rise, and then watched him endure the embarrassment, and by the way, she showed the unsuspecting feelings between the old husband and wife.

An Yang's hands began to restless.

But as soon as he grabbed his slender and soft waist, and just felt the smoothness and elasticity of the snow-white skin, Comrade Xiaoqian had already turned his head, slapped his hand away with one hand, and stretched out a finger with the other hand to point at his chest, stopping him from wanting to deceive him: "Don't move, it's not too early, it's time for my husband to pick up Miss Weiwei, and then go to the party." ”

An Yang immediately looked helpless, but also withdrew his hand!

Seeing his obedient appearance, Xiao Qian ate and smiled: "Why are you in such a hurry, it's all yours anyway, and I won't run, as long as it doesn't affect the business, when have I ever refused my husband?" ”

"Forehead ......"

That's even more tempting, okay?

An Yang swallowed.

Xiao Qian quickly found a custom-made suit, leaned in front of him and asked, "Is it okay for your husband to wear this?" ”

An Yang glanced at the dress, which had a six-figure design fee alone, and said with a wry smile: "It's just a class reunion, not a formal dinner, so you don't need to dress up deliberately." ”

"Nope."

Comrade Xiaoqian's expression was very serious: "My husband has a good foundation, and it looks good to dress up a little, if I wear it casually, others will say that I am not virtuous enough, and dressing carefully is also a sign of respect for others, which is what I heard from the stylist in the company!" ”

An Yang looked down: "That being said, the nature of the class reunion is not so rigorous, so you don't need to dress so formally, right?" ”

"Really?"

Xiao Qian thought about it, put down the suit, and said with some annoyance: "It seems that it's useless to read fashion magazines these days, and I still don't know much about the society of this world, since that one is too formal, husband, how about this one?" ”

She changed to something a little more casual.

Anyang makes a gesture at your mercy.

In fact, my heart twitched.

Xiaoqian, who can use the sentence "Husband, don't you know that there is a software called WeChat" that chokes him speechless, can also be called a society that doesn't know much about this world?

Comrade Xiaoqian was obviously very satisfied with his posture, covered his mouth and smiled, and began to gently suggest that he change into various clothes to try.

An Yang instantly turned into a walking corpse, she did whatever she said, and only wrote helplessness on her face.

Also use a black and bold font!

Although he knew that with Comrade Xiaoqian's classical and gentle character, he would not have to suffer such torture as long as he was simply a little bit, and Xiaoqian would not force him, just to let Comrade Xiaoqian feel more deeply the way male and female lovers get along in the real world, he could only choose to let himself suffer.

For a long time-

Dressed in a casual suit, he stood in the mirror, holding the placket of his shirt with both hands, unbuttoned.

Compared with An You, who inherited more Xie Yunqing, his facial features are still not eye-catching, but the contours of his face are like a knife, and the suit tailored for him by a well-known Italian designer also sets off his figure extraordinarily straight. This outfit is undoubtedly carefully selected by Xiao Qian, compared with other clothes in the wardrobe, the Western style is stronger, and he is stronger than thin when worn on him.

For ordinary humans, Anyang's body lines are close to perfection, and the only flaws are only some innate body proportions, but the most important thing is temperament.

Many professional models are taller and much more handsome than him, but they don't necessarily fit the outfit perfectly.

It is clear at a glance whether people are models for clothes, or whether the clothes set off people's god shape. To put it bluntly, even if the proud designer that Xiao Qian found was here in person, he would be surprised to see An Yang wearing this dress, this feeling is a bit like the general of a hundred battles wearing armor, and the peerless beauty wearing a phoenix crown, just embellished on that point.

Comrade Xiaoqian was also very satisfied, staring at him in the mirror without blinking, as if he saw him wearing a military uniform.

She had seen Anyang wear a military uniform.

Therefore, when communicating with the designer, she will clearly put forward this kind of request, although the designer was very proud to show his dissatisfaction with the wearer's non-attendance, and made it clear that it is difficult to design a perfect fit for him without seeing the right person, but this set of clothes is still so smoothly baked.

I have to say that Comrade Xiaoqian has made great contributions.

Her hands were on An Yang's chest, and the strength of her chest propped up the clothes just right, and the touch was very solid.

As if she didn't think it was a bit enjoyable, she also pinched it a few times with her hand, feeling that the outline was about to be retracted.

In this regard, women and men have opposite preferences.

Men like soft and women like hard.

"How's it going, husband."

Comrade Xiaoqian grabbed his waist and raised his head and asked.

The beautiful face was right in front of him, and he could reach it with his head down, and his warm exhalation was like an orchid, which made An Yang quickly take a deep breath: "Go and put on your clothes." ”

Xiao Qian narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a silky look, and leaned at the base of his neck and said in a charming voice: "The husband has seen it all, and he has touched it all, what does the concubine think she is wearing in front of her husband, what does the husband think?" ”

Anyang: "......"

This seductive female ghost!

Xiao Qian immediately ate and laughed, and kissed him on the face with a slight tiptoe, pursed her lips, and then stopped to continue looking at him: "Okay, but my husband is very handsome today, this is a reward!" ”

Anyang: "......"

This female ghost is on purpose!

But when he wanted to do something, Xiao Qian had already smiled and took a step back, stretched out her hand and flew towards her in white clothes next to her, wrapping her tightly in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Qian stood like a fairy in ancient costumes, and looked at him with a smile: "Husband, what do you want to do, it's almost late." ”

An Yang had no choice but to push open the door and walk out.

"I'll clean you up in the evening!"

"The concubine is waiting for her husband to come back."

“……”

Behind An Yang was a gaze full of ridicule.

Walking out of the door, the rabbit spirit got up very early today, and he was a little stunned when he saw him, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

An Yang ignored her and walked out of the villa.

Drive in the car and pick up Ji Weiwei.

Didn't even eat breakfast.

In fact, it is not too late at this time, but the helpless thing is that many times it is like this, the person in charge of the house is not panicking, and it is the hostess who is in charge of the house.

As expected, when Anyang arrived at Ji Weiwei's house, she was still sleeping, and knocked on the door to no avail, so he called to wake her up.

About two or three minutes later, Ji Weiwei opened the door in a cartoon pajamas, her hair was messy, and she was rubbing her eyes, and after opening the door, she walked back in a daze, and muttered and complained: "I came so early, I haven't woken up yet, it seems that your nightlife is not rich!" ”

An Yang almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

"I haven't woken up so late, and I slept all afternoon last afternoon, it seems that you have a lot of nightlife!"

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