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Ever since Qimo and Junze got married, the two have been living a life of sweetness and sweetness all day long.If the daily interaction between the two before getting married is as subtle as a budding flower bud, then after getting married, the relationship between the two is like a peony in full bloom, catching people's attention quickly and accurately, and the whole body The sour smell that is unique to married people exudes even more so that people around can't wait to stay away.

This morning, at the dinner table.

"Momo, come, try this stuffed steamed bun. I specially prepared it for you, ah." Seeing that the other four people on the table were eating with their heads down, Qi Mo opened his mouth and ate it without paying attention to their side. Jun Ze fed me the pocket buns.

The rich and delicious taste spread in his mouth, Qi Mo chewed carefully, and after swallowing all the buns, he looked at Jun Ze: "Mutton leek stuffing?" He didn't understand why this kind of stuffing should be specially prepared, It's obviously very common.

Jun Ze gave him a meaningful smile, then leaned close to Qi Mo's ear, with his lips close to the round earlobe, and said softly: "They are all good things for nourishing the kidney and strengthening yang, Mo Mo eat more."

After Jun Ze finished speaking, Qi Mo's face turned red, and he gave him a vicious look, then turned his head to eat angrily, but he refused to touch the plate of small steamed buns for nourishing kidney and strengthening yang.

The two were so busy flirting that they forgot one thing. None of the people present were ordinary people, so Jun Ze's self-confident whispers were heard by everyone at the dinner table, which immediately irritated everyone to the point of being unwell. .

Qian Sheng was the one most affected by the disaster. He was so stimulated that he kept making small steamed buns for Han Po at the dinner table, or the kind that invigorates the kidney and strengthens yang. , but under the drooping eyelids is a dangerous dark gray.

If Qian Sheng looked Han Po's eyes squarely at this time, he would find that Han Po's eyes meant to make a move. In the past tens of thousands of years, they were still in Jue Lingyuan, facing the constant coveters, every time When the second cold soul shot and killed those greedy people, the wink in his eyes would become darker.Then, no one can escape the ultimate move of Han Po in this state.

So Qian Sheng didn't know that Han Po was going to attack him, and it was a one-hit killing move, and he had recruited it himself.

What's wrong with feeding? I have to feed my husband this nourishing and aphrodisiac thing. If he doesn't clean up, he will be sorry for his dignity as a man.

And Qian Sheng just simply disliked the various shows of the doggy man and the man opposite him, so the only way to get revenge on them is to let Han Po eat all the props that show their affection, so let's see what show you have!

Ling Chanyu on the side looked from side to side and then looked there, looking very sly, and after being kicked by Qing Jiu, he calmed down and returned to a dignified and serious look.

There are big dramas going on here every day, and he doesn't want to leave when he sees it. Hehehe, he is waiting for the appearance of Qian Sheng, who is going to die tomorrow.

Are you leaning on your waist or limping?He is looking forward to it.

Ling Chanyu's conjecture was only half right. Facts have proved that it was because Qian Sheng found that his back was sore and his chrysanthemum was hurting when he woke up. After remembering what happened last night, he blushed and shrank directly into the quilt, saying nothing to get up , ah ah ah what happened yesterday? !Qian Sheng shrank into a ball, and the whole grass collapsed.

Back in time to that night, Qian Sheng came back to his bedroom after taking a shower, humming a tune, only to find that his big soft bed was occupied by a poor man in his underwear.

"Huh?" Qian Sheng climbed onto the bed with no sense of crisis at all. He knelt beside Han Po and looked up at him: "Han Po, what are you doing in my room?" They were not married yet, so logically they should be separated Although Qian Sheng is not satisfied with this principle, seeing how happy Qiqi and Junze are after doing this, he feels that he and Hanpo still need to abide by it.

Han Po was playing with a small delicate box in his hand, upon hearing this, he just focused his gaze on Qian Sheng, sweeping over those two plump and tender lips without any trace, Han Po's Adam's Apple moved up and down, and his voice was mellow With a low hoarse voice: "I couldn't help it, and decided to do this in advance."

"Ah?" Qian Sheng was confused, why couldn't help it?What are you going to do in advance?But he was soon attracted by the beautiful box in Han Po's hand, leaned forward curiously, pointed to the small box and asked, "What is this? For food?"

Han Po paused his fingers playing with the box, his Adam's apple fluctuated even more, and he squeezed out a syllable with a dry voice: "En."

Wow, the snack foodie's eyes lit up when he heard about eating. Although it doesn't look like much, the ones brought by Han Po must be delicious.

But after thinking about it, Qian Sheng touched his chubby face, feeling as if he had been fattened up on purpose by Han Po recently. He looked at the small box with some hesitation, and said hesitantly: "Would it be okay to eat at night?" Will it be bad? I will gain weight."

Han Po simply put the box within reach of the pillow, and then turned sideways to block the young man's sight of following it, looking deeply at the delicious fresh meat in front of him, and said in a deeper voice, "No, eat this Instead of gaining weight, you will lose weight.”

That's right, what's waiting for Qian Sheng is a whole night of strenuous exercise, how could he gain weight.

Qian Sheng didn't know that the big bad wolf in front of him had already started to close the net. He was the little white rabbit in the net that was about to be swallowed. At this moment, he grabbed Han Po's shoulder and wanted to look at the box of "food". Because it was the first time he heard that eating something would make you lose weight instead of gaining weight. This is simply the gospel of foodies!

So a certain snack guy couldn't wait to stretch out his paws to reach the box of "food", but he didn't realize that his whole body was trapped in Han Po's arms, and he was still moving dishonestly.

Cold and warm grasped the slender waist, and the next moment all the lights in the room were extinguished, leaving only the white moonlight sprinkled in the room, but it didn't make the room much brighter.

Qian Sheng didn't move, because he couldn't see the box because there was no light, so no matter how slow he reacted at this moment, something might be wrong.

"Hanpo?" Qian Sheng called out a little uneasily, "Did you turn off the lights?" If it wasn't for him, it would be too scary. When the lights in the storybook are inexplicably turned off, weird things will happen. of.

The timid Qian Sheng shrank into Han Po's arms, a little flustered, he didn't notice that there was something hard and hot under his butt pressing against him.

Swallowing nervously, the boy who didn't get Han Po's answer became even more frightened: "Han Po, Han Po, why don't you speak."

Han Po stretched out his hand to touch the young man's thin back, his breathing was a little unsteady, and he comforted the frightened person in his arms in a deep voice: "Don't be afraid, I turned off the light."

Phew, Qian Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, but when he wanted to get up, he was firmly imprisoned by Han Po, "Why are you suddenly turning off the lights, and what's more, you hit my ass."

Qian Sheng moved his little butt embarrassingly. Han Po often did this when the two kissed before, and often hurt him, so even though he was a little used to it, he was still embarrassed.

Han Po moved his hands up, held Qian Sheng's face precisely, and said, "I can't help it." Whether it was turning off the lights or making people sick, it was because he couldn't help it.

Qian Sheng was a little dizzy by this inexplicable sentence, and was about to open his mouth to ask him what he couldn't help, when his slightly opened mouth was completely sealed by the scorching breath, leaving only a string of indistinct words. Qing Yin.

He was pinned down on the bed in a daze, and his thin underwear was stripped off in a daze. When Qian Sheng came back to his senses, he realized that he was lying naked under Han Po's body.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Qian Sheng's slender palms supported Han Po's strong chest muscles, and his palms just pressed against those two sensitive places.

Han Po swallowed the sentence "Fuck you" in his mouth, and changed to a euphemistic way: "Feed you what's in the box."

Sure enough, upon hearing this sentence, the foodie immediately relaxed his vigilance, and muttered, "Why do you have to take off your clothes before eating?"

Han Po suppressed the crazily screaming urge in his body, stroked the boy's soft cheeks with his rough fingers, and said, "Trust me, it will be very comfortable."

Qian Sheng didn't understand why it was comfortable to eat. Could it be that the taste was so good that it made people feel comfortable?

To a certain extent, Qian Sheng had the truth.

"En." Out of trust in Han Po, Qian Sheng gave up his insignificant resistance in Han Po's eyes, listened to Han Po's words, clamped his legs around his waist, put his hands around his neck, blushed and let himself go. The cold soul acts on himself.

When it was cold somewhere in the back, Qian Sheng trembled all over, and asked tremblingly, "What is this?" Why did you wipe it on that embarrassing place.

Han Po lightly pierced a finger, lowered his head and kissed him, and said, "The food in the box."

Qian Sheng's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he heard, but he was completely captured by Han Po's subsequent gentle offensive, and followed that man to mess around all night.

Qian Sheng huddled under the quilt, thinking that he was so stupid that he kept asking Han Po what he wanted to eat last night, so he was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the floor and sneak in.

The most important thing is that it bloomed last night, the ten thousand-year-old virgin in the plant world finally bloomed, happy and slightly annoyed at the same time.

When did Han Po become so bad that he lied to himself to do that kind of thing? Even if he said it straight, he, he wouldn't refuse.

At this time, the big hand that had been warm all the time stretched into the bed, and pulled out the boy who wanted to suffocate to death. The expression on his face was so soft that he didn't look like the cold one in the past: "Do you want something to eat?"

After working all night last night, the boy must be hungry. At this time, Han Po sincerely asked the boy if he wanted to have lunch.

However, Qian Sheng is now extremely sensitive to the word "eating". When Han Po asked him this, he exploded on the spot, "Ahhh, you rascal, stinking rascal! I just woke up and you want to do that kind of thing again!"

The expression on Han Po's face paused, and he touched his nose innocently. This time he was really wronged, and he surrendered: "Baby, I was wrong. I was asking if you want lunch. Are you hungry? I will prepare something for you. It's delicious."

When Qian Sheng heard that "delicious food", he immediately felt full. He calmed down and pouted, thinking that no one could treat his little belly badly, so he reluctantly compromised: "Okay, you bring it here." , I want to eat in bed."

The wayward teenager decided not to get out of bed today!

"Yeah." Han Po's iron-gray eyes were full of smiles, he lowered his head and kissed his pouting mouth, and immediately got up to serve the meal.

After walking a few steps, Han Po seemed to remember something, turned around and caught the little eyes following him, and teased, "Honey, you sweated yesterday."

After finishing speaking, he left, and as expected, he heard Qian Sheng's extremely penetrating "Get out!" hoarse, tsk, like a kitten whose tail was stepped on.

With fried hair but no offensive power, he just wants to be held in his arms and rubbed hard.

Qian Sheng fell down on the bed again, covered his face with the pillow, and muttered frantically: "Ahhh, it turns out that Qian Shengcao only sweated when he was doing that kind of thing, no wonder Han Po said to himself At that time, he will know, good or bad, good or bad, this person is really too bad!"

Later, the two lived happily together, hee hee.

The author has something to say:

Aunt Cheng laughed when writing this chapter, what the hell happened to me, how could I become so filthy!