May The Peace Be With You In The Golden Age

The powerful arm was placed on her thin waist, and she was easily wrapped in her arms.

Laneige was embarrassed to move, leaning his back on his chest, and a smile couldn't help but show up at the corner of his mouth. The nervous heart just relaxed also, she moved her body slightly, just at this moment, he didn't seem to be satisfied with the current movement, and his arm changed position.

The movements of the two were the same, coincidentally, his hand was placed on her soft chest.

boom!

A puffy electric current ran from the toes to the limbs and the limbs, and Laneige screamed. She didn't know what was wrong with herself, as if his hands were magical. She was limp in his arms, her slender arms hooked his neck unconsciously.

In the darkness, Xu Xianxiong's masculine face was flushed and uncomfortable. However, it is more of pleasure and obsession.

It turns out that this is the taste of a woman, and it can really make a man fascinated.

Laneige bit her lip impatiently, not wanting to make a humiliating sound.

"Your hand, don't take it away yet." Her voice has a faint charm of emotion, like a seductive little fairy.

"I seem...a bit reluctant." Xu Xianxiong kneaded again, his eyes in the dark astonishingly bright.

Lange's face turned red even when he listened to his unabashed thoughts. Well... there are such people!

"This is not right, you... you take it away." She said using her own hand to take his hand, but he held it back in her palm.

He hugged her tightly in his arms, and finally no longer took advantage of her.

"Early to bed!"

Laneige nodded obediently, "Oh!"

*****

A good night dream, Laneige sleeps this time, the sweetest dream.

The sleeper is too heavy to open his eyes.

When he woke up at dawn, Xu Xianxiong didn't know when he would get up.

In the room, you can hear the sound of fists and feet coming from the yard, like the sound of breaking wind when punching. She got off the bed and put on the new clothes that she bought yesterday.

The red jacket is not like the exquisite embroidery and gorgeous material that she wore before. But this kind of red wear on the body, there is actually a bit of joy in the newlyweds.

When she came out of the house, she saw Xu Xianxiong practicing martial arts in the yard, making fist and kicking movements, all with breaking wind. The snow in the blank areas of the yard was not cleaned, and as his posture moved, snow flew everywhere.

It didn't take long for him to fall all over him.

Xu Xianxiong stopped when he heard the movement. There are already fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and he is only wearing a thin piece of clothing. At this time, the clothes are almost drenched with sweat.

"Why are you up?"

"I can't sleep." Laneige looked away from him.

"I quarreled you?" Xu Xianxiong came in from the yard, took a towel from the wash shelf and wiped his sweat, and said, "I will stay away from now on."

"It's okay." In fact, she just slept a lot recently and didn't think he was noisy at all.

"Sit down first, and I'll help you wash your face. Sister-in-law will come to deliver breakfast and your medicine."