One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

Gong Qing kissed fiercely, and kissed the little woman in his arms like a pool of water, suddenly, a string in his mind tightened.

No way!

A stupid woman may have a baby in her belly, and if he is too violent, he will hurt her.

Shengsheng held back his enthusiasm, Gong Qing retreated.

Song Song was very surprised. In a daze, he asked softly: "Brother, what's the matter with you?"

Gong Qing flushed and couldn't speak.

Can't you say that he stopped lifting?

What if you suddenly told her about your baby? Does it scare her?

He is still going to let the doctor take a look and make an announcement after confirming.

Otherwise, if it wasn't pregnancy, it would be uncomfortable to make her feel happy.

Taking a deep breath, Gong Qing squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Didn't you just say, let me rest and sleep? Let's go to bed now! When we are full, we will do something dark. !"

"Oh." Song Song blinked.

If she doesn't do that kind of physical exercises and simply sleeps well, she must be fine.

But brother can bear it?

She got up gently, ready to put on a bath towel to get dressed.

As a result, the bathtub was too slippery. She was unstable and couldn't grasp the center of gravity properly. She leaned back diagonally.

"Damn--"

Panicked, her little hands danced wildly.

Although Gong Qing steadily supported her small snake waist with strong palms at the first time, but out of human instinct, he always has to hold something in his hand to feel safe.

So Song Song casually grabbed...

call--

She was relieved.

Finally grabbed the handle of the bathtub.

She gripped the bathtub handle tightly and said softly: "Brother, you can let go, I can get up by myself."

Huh?

After saying a word, Gong Qing didn't reply.

She smiled again and said: "Well, brother, holding me up, you are tired, stop making trouble, I'll go get dressed, if you like, I will wash for a while and I will make tea for you. The robot makes tea. The tea is too precise, but it always feels weird..."

"Stop talking! Don't move!" Gong Qing's voice was very, very hoarse, as if holding a breath.

Suspiciously, Song Song tightened the handle of the bathtub even more, trying to stand up hard, looking back to see what happened to his brother.

result……

Before she turned her head, she was suddenly startled—how could the handle of the bathtub move.

In the next second, Song Song finally realized what she had caught.

Where is the bathtub handle? It's Gong Qing's... the energetic bad thing.

What's wrong with my brother? I didn't mean to go back to sleep well, but he still has such obvious...desire~~~ hope?

Seeing Song Song's doubts, Gong Qing's face was almost red as pig liver: "You hold it, of course it has changed! Don't let go, stupid woman!"

Song Song reacted and quickly let go, covering his face and stepping out of the bath.

I'm crazy, I just used my brother's weapon as the handle of the bathtub. She usually didn't dare to touch it, and she was embarrassed to look at the place, but today she was so calmly holding on...

Song Song buried himself in the bed, and he was ashamed to see people.

Gong Qing also took a cold shower for half an hour to calm down and walk out of the bathroom.

Thinking of Song Song almost falling in the bathtub just now, he couldn't help but worry: "Does my stomach hurt?"

"No... it doesn't hurt." Song Song was still embarrassed and raised his head.

"Do you feel like vomiting?"

"No, no." She murmured, hiding under the quilt.

Gong Qing breathed a sigh of relief, seeing her like an ostrich, hiding her head under the quilt, but her slender white legs were exposed, which was too tempting.