The dog licks the world of women and continues to chase idols

At the beginning of the evening hour, Shen Yueqiao was still concentrating on practicing calligraphy when he heard Shen San's voice from outside the door: "Master, the master has sent someone to invite you to dinner."

After hearing this, Shen Yueqiao suddenly felt tired and hungry. She stretched, got up and left the study.

As soon as he went out, Shen San bowed and told Shen Yueqiao everything that Shen Zhonglai had reported. When Shen Yueqiao heard it, he suddenly couldn't move.

She didn't expect that Shen Hui could actually hurt Lin Hongle, and for a moment she didn't know how to react.

"Where is Shen Hui now?" Shen Yueqiao asked.

"It's still in the woodshed. The human traffickers will come to your house tomorrow." Shen San's voice remained unchanged and steady.

"Well, I'll go to the master first." Shen Yueqiao took a long breath, nodded, and then instructed Shen San: "Find the medicine for bruises that my mother gave me, and send it to the master later."

"Yes, master!" Shen San agreed and turned to go into the room.

Shen Yueqiao walked towards the back room on his own.

As soon as I reached the door, I saw Shen Zhi and Shen Tu guarding the door.

"Master!" The two of them bowed in unison.

Shen Yueqiao nodded, but looked at Shen Zhi one more time.

"Master, the master has been in the back room all afternoon and has not come out. I have seen that the master is depressed and seems to have something on his mind." Shen Zhi said obediently.

Shen Tu, who was standing next to him, was startled and glanced at Shen Zhi secretly.

Shen Yueqiao nodded slightly with satisfaction. It must be said that Shen Zhi really had a good eye.

After calming down, Shen Yueqiao walked into the dining room.

Lin Hongle was sitting at the table, watching Lin Liu and Lin Twelve arrange the dishes.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and propped up his face with one hand, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"Head of the family!" Lin Liu was the first to see Shen Yueqiao and immediately greeted him loudly.

Lin Twelve followed closely behind, but Lin Hongle stood up slowly, smiled at Shen Yueqiao, and called softly, "My wife."

Shen Yueqiao felt relieved when he saw him smile. He looked him up and down and saw that he didn't seem to be injured. Then he smiled and said with relief: "Le'er, come and sit down. Are you hungry?"

"My dear wife, Le'er is not hungry." Lin Hongle obeyed the order and sat down, looking well-behaved.

"Master, that Shen Hui pushed my young master, my young master..."

"Shut up!" Lin Twelve spoke softly and coquettishly, but before she could finish, Lin Hongle shouted at her in a low voice.

"Young Master!" Lin Twelve shouted unwillingly, feeling quite aggrieved.

Shen Yueqiao's heart sank. What about acting in a TV series? But she was naturally concerned about Lin Hongle, so she got up and went over in a hurry.

When Lin Hongle saw her coming over, he hurriedly stood up and tried to stop her, but he had only taken two steps and was about to fall to the ground because of the pain in his feet.

Shen Yueqiao hurriedly caught him and held him in his arms.

Lin Liu and Lin Shier were completely panicked and did not react at all. When they finally reacted, Lin Liu was about to help Lin Hongle, but Lin Shier pulled him out of the dining room and closed the door.

"My dear wife." Lin Hongle nestled in Shen Yueqiao's arms, his handsome face blushed, and he was about to get up feeling a little embarrassed.

"Don't move." When Shen Yueqiao saw his frown, he knew that his foot must be injured.

While hugging Lin Hongle, she secretly complained in her heart that the men in the Yue Women's Country were so fragile. After being transmigrated to a country where women were superior, she was actually a little uncomfortable with the weakness of men.

Putting him on the couch in the dining room, Shen Yueqiao squatted down directly, and Lin Hongle retracted his left foot as if by reflex.

Shen Yueqiao simply grabbed his left foot, took off his shoes and socks, revealing a slightly bruised ankle.

"Did he push this?" Shen Yueqiao's face darkened and his tone became unfriendly when he saw it.

"No, it's not." Lin Hongle felt a soft touch on his feet. He wanted to pull his feet back, but couldn't get away. He blushed and denied: "Le'er didn't stand firmly and fell down by himself. Shen Hui didn't push him."

"Really?" Shen Yueqiao looked up at her husband's rosy face, her heart suddenly melted, she admitted that she was moved!

I wanted to ask him a few more questions in a cool and cold voice, but now I couldn't afford to do that, so I had to give up.

"Of course." Lin Hongle said in a low voice as soft as a mosquito.

His tender and lustful murmurs made Shen Yueqiao's heart flutter.

Suppressing the impulse in her heart, Shen Yueqiao sent Lin Hongle's feet away. While washing her hands, she instructed: "Just sit there and don't move!"

"Yes, my wife." Lin Hongle felt his ankles were empty and he felt a little lost.

Soon, a piece of green bamboo shoots was handed to his lips.

He looked up along the chopsticks and saw that Shen Yueqiao was holding a bowl of food in one hand and feeding himself food with chopsticks in the other hand.

She looked at him with tenderness and hope in her eyes.

However, Lin Hongle seemed to see through her eyes that she was looking at another person. The sense of loss quickly dissipated, and only indifference remained in his heart.

He opened his mouth mechanically, with a shy smile on his face, but the food he ate felt like chewing wax.

After feeding him the food, Shen Yueqiao put socks on him and picked him up. Lin Hongle reflexively put his arms around Shen Yueqiao's neck, with his brows drooping, and seemed very embarrassed.

Shen Yueqiao smiled, held him in his arms and strode towards the bedroom.

Because there were few people serving in the back room, Shen San held the medicine with a blank expression on his face, while Lin Liu and Lin Twelve just covered their mouths and laughed secretly. They hurried to open the door, which did not cause any sensation.

Shen Yueqiao sent Lin Hongle back to bed. She tried hard not to gasp for breath and said, "You should have a good rest today. Those medicines for bruises are very good. I'll let Lin Liu apply the medicine to you later."

"Yes, my wife." Lin Hongle agreed obediently, but then bit his lip and asked in a low voice: "My wife, where are you staying today?"

Shen Yueqiao swallowed her saliva. She really wanted to say, "Of course I'm looking for you," but the words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them.

After hesitating for a while, she said, "I will sleep in the front yard today."

"Yes." Lin Hongle lowered his eyebrows and said hesitantly: "Yes, Le'er is injured. My wife, if you like them, take them into your house. You can't be without people to serve you."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and that voice seemed to contain a lot of grievances and helplessness.

Shen Yueqiao admitted that he really aroused her, and she could no longer suppress the blood boiling in her heart, so she kissed him directly.

After a long but slightly clumsy kiss, Shen Yueqiao pushed Lin Hongle down, put his hand into his clothes, and kneaded his penis. Seeing the man below him responding, Shen Yueqiao pinched it mischievously. Lin Hongle cried out in pain, his eyes instantly misty, and he murmured softly: "My wife, be gentle, be gentle."

Shen Yueqiao looked at his red eyes and couldn't help herself any longer.