My wife is my mother's best friend

Chapter 492 Can you still go to the ground? (twenty two)

Standing in the porch, Jiang Qi stared dumbfounded at Auntie Qiao on the bed, his face was full of bewildered expressions, a strong impulse was stirring in the depths of his heart, he almost stopped breathing, he couldn't imagine himself watching What happened. In short, there are only two words-Feng Yun.

Although the huge belly affects the overall beauty, it is undeniable. It has a kind of almost sacred light, so noble and elegant, showing the maturity and intellectuality to the fullest degree. Of course. The slender and white jade legs Still so eye-catching, the delicate and exquisite toes are as exquisite as jade carvings, and I can't wait to play with them in my hands.

The black tulle nightdress for pregnant women, under the dim light. The sense of mystery is getting stronger and stronger. In addition, Auntie Qiao’s skin is very fair. For a time, words such as cold, elegant, mysterious, and advanced are ready to come out, which confirms the fashion industry. As the old saying goes, the more advanced the beauty, the more calm and imaginative it is.

Jiang Qi was completely stunned, he had no more thoughts in his mind, he stood stupidly at the entrance, staring straight at Aunt Song who was lying on the bed and reading a book, with her ladylike hairstyle coiled up and black framed glasses, The plump lips seemed to have been specially smeared with lipstick, making them look so delicate and dazzling.

at the same time,

Song Meiyue, who was pretending to be reserved, stared closely at the baby-raising book in her hand, but her mind was no longer here. While her heart was turbulent, she pressed her charming lips tightly, and glanced at it secretly from the corner of her eyes. He, seeing his infatuated appearance, don't mention how proud he is.

Little rascal.
Now you know how your home is doing, right?Are you going to go outside again in the future?
I don't know how to cherish at all. What's so good about the coquettish bastards outside, all of them look similar, and they are all made out of the hospital.

"What are you dazed about?"

"Come here quickly. You look stupid." Song Meiyue raised her willow eyebrows, glanced at him flirtatiously, and murmured.

"I'm coming!"

Hearing Aunt Qiao's call, Jiang Qi jumped over excitedly, came to the edge of the bed and lifted a corner of the quilt, and slipped into the quilt with a hiss, when he propped himself up and sat on the head of the bed, the next second... mature The charming and charming Aunt Song couldn't restrain the excitement in her heart any longer, and plunged into Jiang Qi's strong, strong and warm chest.

"Why so late?"

Song Meiyue lay on her chest, gently drawing various patterns with her slender fingers, and said resentfully: "You know I'm waiting for you, but you still hang around inside, are you guilty?"

"What am I guilty of?"

"Oh, can you stop thinking about it, you always think of me as a pervert, but I'm not that kind of person!" Jiang Qiyu said earnestly: "You know I'm not interested in young girls, I I only have feelings for a mature woman like you with big breasts and hips, especially if you are my pretty aunt."

Speaking of which,
Jiang Qi's expression was full of meanness, and he leaned into her ear and said viciously: "Big baby, Aunt Song. I think there is something wrong with you too."

Song Meiyue glared at him with a red face, couldn't help but arched her body inward, smelling the faint fragrance of Safeguard on his body, and said leisurely: "There is a little bit of it, right? At that time I suddenly wanted to try it. Try it How does it feel to try to date the son of a good sister, although I had never been in a relationship at that time, but...but."

"oops"

"Anyway, that's it..." Song Meiyue said, trembling uncontrollably, then pinched his waist angrily, and said angrily: "You don't care about me, anyway... Anyway, you are my man now, Other women don't want to touch your hair."

Very domineering!
But so cute.

Jiang Qi couldn't resist Song Meiyue's petty capriciousness at all. In his eyes, this kind of domineering and capriciousness was particularly charming, and there was a feeling that he couldn't explain clearly.

"Ugh"

"It's almost there?" Song Meiyue was a little impatient, bit her red lips lightly, and said creakingly, "I've already given you so much time to rest."

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"Would you like to chat again?" Jiang Qi asked cautiously.

As soon as the voice fell,
Song Meiyue was furious, propped herself up, stared fiercely at the stinky man under her eyelids, and said angrily: "I'm talking about your size! Hurry up and start for me! Don't dawdle anymore. Be careful to blow your dog's head off. "

"Oh, don't be angry."

Jiang Qi licked his face and pulled Aunt Qiao back into his arms, gently hugged this charming body, and said cheaply: "Children's characters are closely related to their parents, especially you. Auntie, your every move will affect your two sons, so you have to be calm, don't shout and kill at every turn, the world is so peaceful, but you are violent everywhere, it's not good."

"roll!"

"It's annoying to look at it with nagging!"

Song Meiyue was already furious, she stared at the stern-faced man in front of her, and in the next second she hugged his head violently, and her red lips couldn't wait to get close to him, occupying his mouth in an instant.

Since he doesn't take the initiative, I will take the initiative!

After feeling Auntie Qiao's enthusiasm, Jiang Qi hugged the back of her head with one hand, and groped for the corner of the quilt with the other, and immediately covered their bodies with a clatter.

"Little villain! Little villain! Oh, are you going to die?"

"Hey hey is it fun?"

"Fuck off! Bite you to death!"

"Oh shit, are you really biting? Are you a dog?"

"Humph!"

For a time,

There was constant noise of frolicking in the bed.

at midnight,

Jiang Qi got his head out of the quilt, and breathed in the fresh air. Three hours ago, he was still a high-spirited patriotic young man, his mind was full of thoughts of building the motherland, but at this moment, he has become a The slave who steals life, constantly dedicates his life and youth for the short chance of survival.

"What's the matter with you, husband?"

A small white hand rested on Jiang Qi's shoulder, and gently dragged him back into the bed, and then lifted half of the quilt on his body, and saw Song Meiyue lying on Jiang Qi's body, with thick eyebrows. If you observe carefully, you can find that there seems to be a feeling of unfinished love in the endless love.

"wanna die."

Jiang Qi didn't hide his feelings at the moment, and replied bitterly.

"Humph!"

"Fucking ghost." Song Meiyue pouted her lips and said angrily, "I'm talking about love for one hour, talking about it. It's all unnutritious things, and another hour is just hiding in the toilet Shit and smoke, call you and don’t answer. It almost pissed me off, and there is an hour left. You feel your conscience and say, are you trying to grind my labor for me?”

"Hey Hey hey!"

"What do you mean by grinding foreign labor?" Jiang Qi frowned, and said solemnly: "It is obvious that you have worked so hard. In ancient times, there was Sun Jingsu and Qin hanging on the beam to stab the buttocks to study, and now there is Jiang Qi working hard to farm the fields. How come you say that Are you doing foreign work?"

"Sad! I can't be coaxed!"

"I'm going downstairs to sleep on the sofa right now, don't come to me, I don't want to listen to your nonsense." Jiang Qi let go of Aunt Qiao's delicate body in his arms, ready to get off the bed and leave.

Song Meiyue stared at him dumbfounded, and when she came back to her senses, she had already walked to the door, and immediately said furiously: "If you dare to walk out of this door, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!"

Hearing Song Meiyue's roar, Jiang Qi couldn't help but stop what he was doing, turned his head and stared at her in a daze, looking at Aunt Song who was sitting on the sofa as if she was about to eat people, Jiang Qi asked curiously: "Are you planning to take your husband away?" How am I?"

"me."

Song Meiyue bit her lip, a fierce light flashed between her brows, and then she stared at him, making gestures of raising and lowering the knife.

Jiang Qi came back obediently, there was no way this bitch could do it!

"Run away!"

"Why didn't you run away? Weren't you very capable just now?" Lying on the bed, Song Meiyue tightly hugged one of Jiang Qi's arms, her body stuck to him tightly, with a slender jade leg resting on his crotch , looked at him arrogantly, and said coquettishly: "You still want to slip away from me, what am I when you are Aunt Song?"

Facing the proud Song Meiyue, Jiang Qi smiled innocently: "My dear wife is mighty! My dear wife is domineering! My dear wife is rippling!"

"roll!"

"Grumpy."

Song Meiyue rolled her eyes, stroked his strong chest with immature hands, and murmured: "Damn. After the inspection just now, the quality is not very qualified. I am a little dissatisfied with my wife. If... if you can make up for another two hours, Then my wife will be very satisfied."

Speaking of which,
He raised his head and looked at him blankly, looking at the little villain in front of him, and asked softly: "My good husband, can you satisfy Aunt Song's wish?"

Facing the affectionate Song Meiyue, Jiang Qi pondered for a while, calmly analyzed, hesitant to speak
"cannot!"

Jiang Qi replied seriously.

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"cannot?"

"If you can, you have to be able, and if you can't, you have to be able to!"

Song Meiyue went berserk on the spot, and the miserable sounds in the wolf's den continued in an instant.

in the bathroom,

Jiang Qi was sitting on the toilet, smoking a lonely cigarette, while taking out his mobile phone to find Zhang Wenzhong's number from the address book, and called without hesitation.

As a result, I didn't answer for a long time.

"No way?"

"Already sent to the crematorium?"

Jiang Qi frowned tightly and murmured to himself.

shouldn't
I'm not dead yet. He won't be carried away by Gu Fei, right?
While thinking wildly,
The phone rang, and the caller was Fengchu Zhang Wenzhong. Seeing the caller, Jiang Qi connected without hesitation, and said impatiently.

"Thank God. You are still alive. I thought you were pushed into the boiler just now."

"that."

"Can you still go to the ground normally?"

PS: ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket

(End of this chapter)