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"I am not angry."

"Really?"

"Well, take the medicine obediently in a while—"

Before he finished speaking, the following words were blocked tightly.He Qiao was pressed on the bed and licked his lips. The sweater was pushed all the way from his waist to his chest. The hot lips kissed from his neck, and finally settled on his flat chest.

Such an intimate and erotic act, except for the first time, they have almost never done it.Fang Shaoyang didn't force him to wear a skirt this time, nor did he bring out the lubricant immediately, but instead took care of his every feeling.

The fingers inserted between his hair rubbed slowly, and the heat spread from the fingertips to every inch of skin on his body.Fang Shaoyang's eyes closed slowly, he gasped heavily, and kept calling He Qiao's name.

Obviously, he had heard the word "He Qiao" countless times, but when he read it out of his mouth, it was like an aphrodisiac, and He Qiao's body was burning hot and swollen after hearing it.

"Take off your pants," the voice was hoarse as if it had been scorched by charcoal outside, "Hurry up, take off your pants!"

It was obvious that he was giving orders, but before He Qiao could do it himself, he impatiently opened He Qiao's zipper.He was face to face with it, and looked at it for a while with drunken eyes. His expression could not be described as liking, but it was definitely not disgusting.

He tried it with the tip of his tongue, then frowned slightly, but after realizing that it was He Qiao's smell, he lowered his head and continued.He Qiao tilted his head, his hot cheeks were pressed against the sheets, and his temples were already sweating slightly.

Probably because the foreplay was done well enough, and the spirit of drinking was more relaxed, this time the pain was much lighter than before, and this time Fang Shaoyang was not as reckless as before.

He moved his hand down from his chest, stroking the smooth skin underneath, his Adam's apple slid up and down heavily: "Your hand feels really good here."

He has never touched anyone else, so he doesn't know if others are as comfortable, but he only thinks his wife is the most comfortable to touch.But after thinking about it, someone must have touched such a beautiful wife, so she bent down and pressed the two legs folded in front of her so that she could not lower it, "I will chop off the hand of anyone who dares to touch you again."

Such a word without beginning and end, went in from He Qiao's left ear and out of his right ear.

Outside the house were the lofty mountains covered with the cleanest white snow, and inside the house was as warm as spring, He Qiao's naked body seemed to be sitting in a boat, swaying wildly.

The wooden bed swayed back and forth with the ferocious movements, and the sound of creaking and grinding was much louder than that of the bed at home. He Qiao bit his lip and raised his neck, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling as if he was seasick. film.

But considering that the elder's room was only a living room away, he still didn't dare to shout too presumptuously, and a line of blood came out from his lips.Seeing that he was enduring hard, Fang Shaoyang put the quilt in his mouth and let him bite.

The quilt was gradually wetted with saliva, and excited physiological tears also leaked from the eye sockets, hanging on the thick eyelashes and glowing slightly.

The sound in the room is too loud, and the sound insulation effect of the wooden house is poor.Through the glass covered with mist, there were occasional shadows outside, and He Qiao asked nervously, "Is there someone watching outside—"

"Watch it if you like, I'm sleeping with my own wife, um, relax."

Fang Shaoyang sweated profusely on him, and big beads of sweat splashed everywhere.He Qiao gasped and moaned chaotically with his mouth open, ten slender fingers grabbed the bed sheet and crumpled it into a ball.

There are strings of lights hanging on the night patrol carriage outside the window, the tinkling sound and the star-like lights flicker past, which is nothing more romantic.When he calmed down a bit, Fang Shaoyang quickly turned him over, pressed his back and started the second round.

"Don't, don't bite your neck."

I'm going out to meet people tomorrow.

But the buttocks were pinched: "My wife, this is not the neck, have you been dizzy by me?"

This half-drunk Fang Shaoyang was unrestrained and reckless, but he cared about He Qiao's feelings very much.It's been almost an hour since the beginning, and neither of them noticed that they didn't wear a condom tonight, and even stayed deep in their bodies at the end, He Qiao only felt the thrill of being completely possessed.

He Qiao is a person who pays great attention to personal hygiene. He has never allowed others to do so many times in the past, and this is the first time he has made an exception.Later, Fang Shaoyang frowned dissatisfied: "Why did you miss it all? Next time, do you want to go deeper?"

"No matter how deep it is, it's hard to clean it. He Qiao is so tired that his voice is very low.

As soon as these words came out, Fang Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, and a hint of jealousy appeared on his handsome face: "How do you know?"

The eyes of the two met, He Qiao didn't immediately understand what he meant, and his moist pupils were full of doubts.

"Forget it." He turned his head away forcefully, "I won't ask any more."

"what happened?"

"...Didn't someone else do the same?"

Seeing him gnashing his teeth, He Qiao laughed first, but then felt very helpless: "Is the past so important?"

Of course it is important, because Fang Shaoyang not only knows that He Qiao has a past, but also has actually seen the evidence of those past existences.

He didn't feel anything when he saw it before, but now he can't wait to dig those pictures out of his mind.

But of course He Qiao didn't know why.Seeing that he was too angry to speak, He Qiao patted his head: "You are already going to tie my future with a ring, so why care about the past. The important thing is the future, not the past, understand?"

"If you don't care, why don't you delete it?" Fang Shaoyang's voice was so low that He Qiao couldn't hear it: "What?"

"It's nothing...uh...headache..."

Shao Yang was bored for a while, then fell drunk on the bed, leaving only his back to He Qiao.

He Qiao looked sideways at the figure that was within reach, and the sense of satisfaction that made people feel at a loss once again filled his heart. He couldn't help but leaned closer, and confessed in a very soft voice:

Shao Yang, I've thought about it, and it's not impossible to just settle down like this.I can promise you to keep your distance from other people, and from now on you will be alone.But you also have to promise me that you can no longer get involved with other people, whether it is a man or a woman, can you do it? "

As soon as he finished speaking, the back in front of him seemed to freeze for a second, but the time was too short, too much like He Qiao's illusion.

After waiting for a while, there was still no answer.He gently turned the person over, only to find that Shao Yang's eyes were tightly closed, and he had fallen asleep at some point.