Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Song Yu came back from the outside in more than ten minutes, without anything in her hands. Zhenqi lay on the bedside and looked at Song Yu with her chin in her hands. ?”

Song Yu put one hand in his pocket, ignored Zhenqi, and turned to take a shower.

Song Yu climbed into bed after taking a shower, Zhen Qi lifted the quilt and urged Song Yu: "Uncle, come in quickly, or the bed will be cold."

Song Yu lay on his side, and touched Zhen Qi's hand on his stomach under the quilt, and put his own hand on it.

Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu with a smile: "Is it warm?"

Song Yu's eyes became brighter and brighter, and Zhen Qi's smile and frown were reflected in the black pupils, then he stretched out a hand from under the quilt, touched Zhen Qi's face, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Zhen Qi, Is it okay?"

The whole room was so quiet that one could hear the sound of each other's breathing, the sound of the hotter and hotter breathing sprayed on each other's faces, scalding them.

Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu, then nodded.

Then Song Yu, who was half propped up, supported Zhen Qi's head, and half covered Zhen Qi's lower lip.

Because Zhenqi forgot to put on lipstick today, her lips became dry and slightly white. Therefore, when Zhenqi first articulated with Song Yu, there was a little friction, but it was this friction that could truly express desire. -Wang picked it up, so the whole bed became hotter and hotter.

Song Yu sucked Zhen Qi's dry lips repeatedly, and the wet lips looked extraordinarily shiny under the light.

Zhen Qi hung her hands around Song Yu's neck and called out softly, "Uncle..."

Song Yu kissed Zhao Xiao's lips again, all the way down, when he came to Zhen Qi's neck, he bit it carefully, and his right hand had slowly reached Zhen Qi's chest, when it touched the protective cover of the bra, , frowned inadvertently.

Song Yu unbuttoned Zhen Qi's corset while kissing her. After a long time, Zhen Qi reminded her in a low voice, "Uncle, the breasts are buttoned at the back."

Song Yu lifted Zhenqi's waist slightly with his left hand, and unbuttoned Zhenqi's corsage with his right hand. After half a minute, the corsage was unbuttoned, and then Song Yu put his hands on Zhenqi's chest and kneaded gently. .

Because the air conditioner was turned on very low and it was a little cold outside, Zhen Qi moved her hands from Song Yu's neck to his waist again, and began to touch up and down.

Song Yu's face was still buried in Zhenqi's neck, and his right hand kept kneading, but his lips moved up to kiss Zhenqi's earlobe. After biting carefully, he said softly: "Woman, Is your B really above average?"

"Is the B of Tianchao really above average?"

In fact, Zhenqi didn't feel any other way after hearing this sentence, because she felt that Song Yu was questioning the overall developmental level of women in the Celestial Dynasty, but Song Yu said again in the next second, "Your B is different from other people's B ?”

This sentence is different, not only questioning her level but also questioning her integrity, Zhenqi's almond eyes widened in an instant, and she glared at Song Yu: "I don't want to do it."

Song Yu lowered his eyebrows and looked at Zhen Qi, smiled lightly, then took a sip of Zhen Qi's red lips, his eyes were like stars, raised his head and touched the tip of Zhen Qi's beautiful nose with his own lips: "Wrong , I was wrong...it’s not enough if I’m wrong."

Zhen Qi suddenly felt that Song Yu felt like a young big boy at this time, who would speak harshly in front of the girl he liked, would feel uneasy because of the anger of the girl he loved, and would be unprincipled because of insignificant jokes beg for mercy.

So Zhenqi snorted softly, and stretched her hand into Song Yu's pajamas: "Uncle, don't speak of me like this in the future."

Zhen Qi's voice was soft and soft, like silky satin. Song Yu felt the bones in his heart collapse when he heard it. On Qi's waist, she flicked her ten fingers lightly, and landed on the smooth and delicate skin, causing a little bit of blush.

A little itchy, a little crisp, a little anticipation, a little scared and nervous, Zhenqi looked at Song Yu with wide eyes, and her eyes looked particularly bright because of the moist water.

Song Yu held up Zhen Qi's waist emotionally, and then took off the loose underwear she was wearing. The temperature in the room caused tiny goosebumps to appear on the exposed skin.

Zhen Qi slipped into the quilt at once, Song Yu kissed Zhen Qi's collarbone: "Is it cold?"

Zhen Qi hung on Song Yu's body: "Uncle..."

Song Yu took off the trousers under the quilt rustlingly, and then pulled out the trousers from under the quilt and put them on the bedside. At this moment, a small box fell out of the trouser pocket.

Zhen Qi turned her head to look sideways, but before she looked at herself, Song Yu pulled her head over and kissed her again. After kissing for a long time, Song Yu quickly took off her shirt and pressed her chest against Zhen Qi's nipples. Rubbing up and down, Zhenqi bent her calf.

Song Yu leaned over, took a bright red in his mouth, first licked the center with the tip of his tongue a few times, and then began to suck continuously, chirping, leaving behind a stream of wet water marks, shining brightly.

"Mei Rui is bright red and a little bit pretty, and the dew is cool and refreshing to the grapes."

Song Yu left Zhen Qi's lips, then pulled up the quilt, hiding himself and Zhen Qi in the entire quilt.

The vision in the bed dimmed all of a sudden, so she acted more boldly. Zhen Qi also touched a piece of flesh on Song Yu's chest with her little hand, pinched it, and asked, "Does it hurt, uncle?"

Song Yu leaned closer to Zhen Qi's ear: "Women can be heavier, I can bear it."

Zhenqi giggled, then stretched out her tongue and licked Song Yu's chest, while holding Song Yu's back, all the way down, with her two small hands on Song Yu's buttocks, and then I did something I had always longed for, and lightly patted Song Yu's butt twice with the palm of my hand, "Papa!" Twice, the sound was crisp, the touch was excellent, and it was elastic.

Song Yu narrowed his eyes dangerously, buried his head in revenge and took a bite of Yan Hong, and Zhen Qi cried out in pain: "It hurts."

Song Yu also hummed, and pressed Zhen Qi's bottom through the bulging boxer shorts, causing Zhen Qi's whole face to become congested and red.

Song Yu's hand continued to move down, and lightly pulled Zhenqi's briefs, which fell directly to the base of her thighs. Zhenqi instinctively tightened her thighs, and her whole body was about to tremble: "Uncle, don't put them there..."

Song Yu arched half of his body, and a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth: "Little fairy, you are so tightly clamped, I don't want to put it there, but I can't take it out?"

When Zhen Qi heard this, she opened her thighs suddenly, but Song Yu took advantage of the opportunity to use his knees to spread Zhen Qi's legs, and the two of them got closer.

……be cheated.

Song Yu stretched out his hand and pulled Zhen Qi's shorts down a little further, until it reached Zhen Qi's ankle, and covered Zhen Qi's clean bottom with his right hand again.