Help! I became a hot mom and taught my husband to be a bad kid

Hearing the sound of Lan Jia opening the door, Su Tingxi came out of his son's room and closed the door gently.

He took the bag from Lan Jia's hand, took out slippers for her and helped her change into them.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Lan Jia then took out her cell phone from her bag. There were three missed calls, all from Su Tingxi.

The nature of the couple's work is very special. For example, they don't carry their cell phones with them when they are in class or on a show.

So they leave more messages on WeChat during work.

Tonight, Su Tingxi knew that Lan Jia was having dinner with colleagues, so he initially asked her via WeChat when she would be back, but she didn't reply, so he called her.

"I was so focused on driving that I didn't hear it." Lan Jia felt very sorry. She knew how it felt to call someone you cared about and not get a response.

"Is Xiaoze asleep?"

"Ah."

"Are you two okay?"

"Happy father-son time, everything is perfect." Su Tingxi was smiling from head to toe, and there was no sign on his face that he had ever been unable to hold back his "roar".

Su Tingxi took Lan Jia's windbreaker and asked her while hanging the clothes on the closet, "How is it? Are you tired?"

Lan Jia didn't answer. She pulled Su Tingxi over, hooked her hands around his neck, and called out "Professor Su~".

This cry was sweet and a little coquettish, with a lingering ending, so alluring!

Before Su Tingxi could come to his senses, Lan Jia pushed him against the wall and looked up at him, "Tingxi, do you like me?"

God and God are my witnesses, when did this question become a problem? The answer is obvious: if I don’t like you, I will sleep with you before we get married. If I don’t like you, I will marry you and have children with you.

I like it, of course I like it. I like it so much that I wish I could hold it in my hands all day long.

However, when Lan Jia asked him so seriously, Su Tingxi realized that something was wrong and slowly said "hmm".

He cupped her cheeks with both hands, "Wife—"

Before she could ask the rest of the question, she felt a hot breath on his lips, and her heart suddenly trembled.

The man's head was buzzing, heat spread from his forehead to his whole body, and certain factors in his body were ready to move.

There was no need to ask anything. The cold wall behind him could not calm the heat in his body. A pair of hands tightly hugged the woman, holding her and pressing her against him.

Closer, closer, leaving no gap for the woman.

I want to turn her into powder.

It has to be said that Su Tingxi does not fit the general impression of a professor. He is not an old scholar or a nerd.

On the surface, he appears calm, self-possessed, abstinent and serious.

Deep down, he is not like that. He has the most straightforward desires and the strongest needs.

Moreover, he is a master.

He's just, really good at kissing.

The entanglement between lips and teeth tightly connects two hearts together.

Under Su Tingxi's domineering kiss, Lan Jia was defeated and her body softened.

It's strange. I was the one who took the initiative, but he turned the tables on me.

The wall clock in the living room was ticking, and Lan Jia's head was in a mess, making it difficult for her to think of anything else.

I couldn't help but moan, just wanting to move on to the next step.

It took a long time before Su Tingxi let her go.

"what happened to you?"

This was originally a follow-up to the question that was not asked above, but Lan Jia thought he was questioning why she suddenly threw herself into his arms.

She deliberately narrowed her eyes, stroked his chin and Adam's apple with her hand, and then rested it on his broad chest:

"Professor Su, do you still need an excuse to kiss you?"

The corners of Lan Jia's eyes were red, and she looked pure and seductive, and so coquettish and unreasonable.

Su Tingxi gently touched her slightly swollen lips and kissed her tenderly.

This time, there was no aggression, only endless care.

The low and hoarse voice resonated into Lan Jia's heart again and again, "Of course not, I'm always at your service."

The sweet fragrance filled Su Tingxi's heart trembled. Lan Jia was still struggling to get into his arms. He blocked his crazy desire with both hands, supporting the woman's body, "I haven't taken a shower yet."

Lan Jia pressed herself against his chest forcefully, her small hands tightly wrapped around his waist and stroking it continuously: "Then let's take a shower together..."

Her body suddenly became light and floated in the air, and she was picked up by the man.

From the entrance to the bathroom, and then to the bedroom.

The man's steps were at the speed of light.

If you have ideas in your mind, you will naturally be very capable of taking action.

Even a distance of more than ten meters seemed too far, and it was a torture to the eager heart and the desire of the body.

Lying down on the bed, time slowed down instantly.

……

Only the bedside lamp reflected the overlapping figures.

It has witnessed the slow flow of time and the most passionate and crazy emotions in the world.

The passion that surges in the blood, the animality in the man's bones, the woman's last broken voice, and the complete out-of-control chaos.

……

Autumn has always been the season of harvest.

People are the same.