Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

"Fuck! You didn't suffocate to death in the three years I wasn't here, did you? Could it be that you and other women...huh!" Wen Wan turned her face away angrily, pretending to be angry.

Shen Moling quickly explained: "I'm wronged, I really didn't, you are my only woman, I swear!" He raised his hand to the ceiling and looked at her seriously.

Gentle and disdainful: "None of the men's words are true, so I don't believe you."

"Wen Wan, do I not even have the most basic prestige of a man when I'm with you? It seems that I need Liliwei to let you recognize who is the head of the family." Shen Moling hugged his waist and carried it. She walked towards the big bed.

"Let go of me, grandpa and grandma will hear you later!" Wen Wan struggled.

"It's okay, we are all adults, it is absolutely reasonable and legal for a husband to pay public rations to his wife, my grandparents are all experienced, they understand." Shen Moling said seriously.

"You rascal, let me go..." Wen Wan was thrown on the big soft bed before she could finish her yelling, and then Shen Moling's Wei'an body pressed straight up, clinging to her body.

"Wife, wife, wife..." he called softly.

"Are you finished?" Wen Wan blushed shyly, not daring to look at him.

Shen Moling smirked: "Whenever you call me on your own initiative, I won't call you anymore."

"Go away, you... what am I calling you!" Wen Wan wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in, but turned her face away in embarrassment.

"Call me husband." Shen Moling squinted and smiled.

"roll."

"not called?"

"..."

She raised her eyebrows and looked at the woman below her. She had creamy skin, pink cheeks, long and thick eyelashes trembling slightly, and a pair of delicate lips.

Shen Moling couldn't hold back, and reached out to scratch her itch, forcing her to be obedient.

"Hahahahaha...you...you pervert...don't make trouble, haha..." Wen Wan twisted her body but couldn't get rid of the dog skin plaster on her body, so she could only laugh and struggle.

"Call me husband." Shen Moling smirked, and his fingers moved even faster.

"Don't bark!" Wen Wan gritted her teeth and endured, but she didn't give in, but her face turned red.

"Huh? Then don't regret it!" He scratched her armpit with great interest and threatened, "Should I scream now?"

"Hahaha... I, I don't scream, I don't scream!" Wen Wan was about to explode in anger, but she still couldn't help laughing, she couldn't even catch her breath.

"Wanwan, the fate of your tenacious resistance will be miserable." He stopped his hands and persuaded him kindly.

"Get out, get out!" It wasn't easy for Wen Wan to catch her breath, and she hurriedly kicked her legs angrily.

The two looked at each other, and the emotion in their eyes was transmitted like an electric current. After a while, he touched his lips and kissed her lightly...

The stronger the love, the more inseparable it is, hugging each other tightly and feeling the breath of each other's hormones, cuddling each other greedily, until the deeper and more compatible.

After tossing and tossing for more than an hour, Wen Wan and Shen Moling came out of the room, and the housekeeper had already prepared the meals.

Seeing Wen Wan's blushing face, Shen Min knew it right away, thinking that her great-grandson might soon be married, so she smiled even more.

"Wanwan come to eat quickly, eat more good food, fish is the best, come, come, sit in front of grandma." She put down the bowl and chopsticks, and waved at her.

"Okay." Wen Wan glanced at Shen Moling, although a little embarrassed, she still walked over with a smile.