The little sweetheart of the rough family

After moving in, although I didn't have formal intercourse, I did a lot of things like that, so how can I bear it so hard?

Under the candlelight, the man's face was as delicate and beautiful as a summer rose.

When Zhao Hou came in, he was shirtless and dripping water, Cheng Yanping wriggled and said, "Go away, you've wet my clothes."

The man didn't let go, his voice was hoarse.

"It's enough to wear Xifu once in a lifetime. If it gets wet, it will get wet."

Then there was a whirlwind, and Cheng Yanping was lifted up by him.

When he was lying on the bed, there seemed to be something under the pillow, he felt it out, and although the booklet was a bit old, the pattern on it was clear.

The little man is either standing or sitting, or lying on a rock, or lying on a bamboo mat...  

Zhao Hou: "???"

When the shadow fell, Cheng Yanping took out a can of things from the side of the pillow, which was given to him by Dr. He earlier.

"This...you will use it later..."

Zhao Hou didn't know, so he opened it and didn't recognize it. He touched it with his fingers and realized it was grease.

"When did you hide these, why don't I know?"

Cheng Yanping covered his face and said, "I'll let you know everything, that's fine..."

.......

The bright red candles burn till dawn.

The movement in the house didn't stop until the rooster crowed three times.

Cheng Yanping was extremely tired, and he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, regardless of the stickiness on his body due to excessive sweating.

Zhao Hou was full of energy, went outside to fetch water, carefully wiped his newly married husband's body, took a shower by himself, and then fell asleep contentedly.

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