Zhao Zhouhan is not a romantic school, but he must be an action school. After two conversations, he held her hand back on his back with his fingers intersecting.

It looked like she was pressing him, but in fact he was controlling her.

The cloakroom leading to the bathroom is not big, the light in the bathroom is not on, only the light coming from the study.

The distance is not short, and the light is already dim.

When his fingers penetrated into her fingers, she sensed that the reason why the man was angry was that he cared about her, and the reason why the man was jealous was that he loved her.

He grabbed her hand, crossed his back, his eyes stuck to her face, and gradually, unceremoniously, revealed that the love valley was owed.

"Do you have a toothache?"

"hold head high?"

Suddenly asked why these inexplicable things were done?

Zhao Zhouhan smiled slightly, his anger turned into a smile, and his affection was filled with endless affection, "You pecked me so much, don't your front teeth hurt?"

"Have you been revenge?"

Zhao Zhouhan leaned against the wardrobe and his body naturally bent back. In order to match her height, his legs spread apart, he treated himself as a base, held her and hugged her tightly.

The arms touched her back, which could clearly touch the curve behind her.

The body holds her and can deeply stroke the curves ahead of her.

Chi Xiaoye pressed his chin against his collarbone, "The old skin on his face is not easy to peck, I don't know if it's easy to peck here."

After speaking, she opened her mouth boldly, touching him little by little with her lips in a lighter and softer way than before.

His throat tightened instantly, and Zhao Zhouhan felt that the cells in his body were trembling.

He couldn't wait to catch her lips, "Don't peck, something will happen."

"What will happen?" she asked deliberately, "I don't understand, brother."

"You little liar, brother doesn't believe it." Zhao Zhouhan did not hesitate, no longer hesitated, and immediately countered.

The little quarrel between husband and wife is really a kind of fun.

Moreover, Old Lady Hu and Ling Yijian combined to adjust Xiaoye's body and clearly told them that they could prepare for the second child. Zhao Zhouhan really did not restrain himself at all. He had to be of quantity and quality, and even Chi Xiaoye was a little wild.

"It smells watermelon," she said.

"There are half left for you specifically. The watermelon is so sweet."

"Yeah, I tasted it."

"But I think," he murmured with his lips close to her ears, "Not sweet to you..."

No matter who prevails at the beginning, the final control will always be taken away by Zhao Zhouhan. He pressed her on the partition of the wardrobe and loved her to the fullest...

Afterwards, Chi Xiaoye was taken to the bed after taking a shower.

Half of the watermelon left the pulp in the center, which was watery and sweet. She didn't have to do it, just open her mouth.

"It's so strange. Cut the watermelon into slices. It's normal size. I can only eat two slices, but half a watermelon is scooped with a spoon. I can eat half of it. May I ask the learned Zhao Battalion, what's the reason?"

Zhao Zhouhan didn't bother to expose her, "It seems like half of it is what you eat."

He gestured with his hands and said, "Only the center line is what you eat, and I've killed the rest of the place."

"Hahaha, if you eat so much, aren't you afraid of holding your urine in the middle of the night?"

"Isn't it just to make you care more about me?"

"Don't I care about you?"

"not enough."

"Bao Zhao, then what should I do to be satisfied with you?"

Zhao Zhouhan put the watermelon plate aside and turned off the lights, "Do it again."
Chapter completed!