Great Detective, Your Wife is Jealous Again!

Chu Shi'an and An Shijin have a clear division of labor. The dinner is made by Chu Shi'an, and An Shijin will complete the dinner when cleaning up the table. While An Shijin was washing the dishes in the kitchen, Chu Shian was sitting at his desk with information on almost all cases of murder in the hospital on the table. He half-squinted his eyes and read and thought, while Xiao Maotuan was after he was full. Lying on the floor, revealing a furry swollen belly, snore with closed eyes and snore.

An Shijin's long hair was tied behind his head with a hair band at random, wearing a comfortable cotton T-shirt, drying his hands while walking towards Chu Shian. "Still looking at the information, don't you think you should go back and take a good rest now." An Shijin put one hand on the table, and one hand on his hips, bending his body to look at Chu Shian lazily with his eyes closed.

"I want to rearrange these information to see if there is anything missing." Chu Shian felt that his cheeks were itchy, and he saw An Shijin gently looking at her, with a strand of hair hanging down beside his ears. Rubbing her cheek lightly. Stretching out his index finger to wrap around the mischievous strand of hair, Chu Shian's lips rose slightly, and he tucked the strands of hair behind An Shijin's ears.

The cold fingertips gently wiped from her ears, the cool touch made An Shijin's heart tremble, and she felt comfortable inexplicably. She tilted her head and rubbed her side face while Chu Shian hadn’t retracted her hand. Chu Shian's fingertips. The look of squinting and enjoying, like a little hair ball lying in Chu Shian's arms begging to be touched after eating.

Chu Shian raised his eyebrows, opened his hand, and ran his palm across An Shijin's smooth and white cheeks. "Let's go take a good rest, um." An Shijin smiled lightly and grabbed Chu Shian's hand. Her squiggly eyes were as hazy as if they were immersed in water, and the fingertips in her palm were not light or heavy. Disturbing, the last word was spit out lazily from the lips, and the tip of the tongue licked his red lips ambiguously and seductively.

Chu Shi An Teng stood up and withdrew the hand held by An Shijin, with a serious expression on his white face, and said in a calm tone: "Well, after a day of tiredness, you should have a good rest. Let's go to the room and rest early. "Oh, then you go back to take a shower." An Shijin unexpectedly retracted the fascinating expression on his face, and looked down at his long red nails with a serious face.

"You should rest early too." Chu Shian felt a little dangerous and weird inexplicably, she coughed lightly and picked up the sleepy little hairball on the ground, and walked quickly to the stairs. When she reached the top of the stairs, she looked back at An Shijin, who was still leaning against the desk, and saw that the man lowered his head and picked up a nail clipper placed on the desk, and stretched out his right hand to carefully trim it. As if sensing Chu Shian's gaze, An Shijin raised his head and looked at her from a distance. His dark eyes looked at her with a smile, and he blinked coquettishly.

His heart sank, Chu Shian retracted his gaze, quickly stepped into the room, closed the door and released the lock, and checked for safety hazards. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. Put the snoring hairballs into its den, and then go to the bathroom to take a shower. I have to say that the appearance of An Shijin just now is like a hunter looking at a small beast that has fallen into a trap, making Chu Shian, who has experienced all kinds of battles, a little frightened.

After taking a shower for a long time, I didn't see any movement outside the door. Only then did Chu Shian really relax, leaning against the bedside, looking at the lamp beside the bed, and remembering the case again. It just didn't take long before there was a knock on the door in the silent room. "An, I can't sleep alone, can you chat with me." An Shijin's voice came through the door. Chu Shian helplessly raised his hand and covered his eyes. Sure enough, this person would not give up easily.

Chu Shian held his breath without making a sound, pretending to be asleep. Without knocking the door a few times, the people outside seemed to give up, and whispered: "Are you asleep? Then you can rest well, good night." Then the room was quiet. Chu Shian removed her hand and raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect An Shijin to give up so quickly. Just before she recovered, she heard an exclamation outside the door, and then fell to the ground.

"It hurts." Then a faint cry of pain sounded, and Chu Shian got up and jumped out of bed. Could it be that An Shijin fell down. After walking a few steps towards the door, Chu Shian stopped again. He didn't pretend to deceive her to go out, but if it was true. After hesitating for a few steps, Chu Shian sighed, forget it, let's see whether it is true or not.

The door lock clicked, and An Shijin, who was leaning against the door with a smirk, showed a successful smile. As soon as the door opened a small slit, she quickly squeezed in.

The black shadow in front of her squeezed in with the fragrance, and then gently pushed her soft palm on Chu Shian's chest. As she backed two steps, the figure closed and locked extremely neatly.

Chu Shian looked helplessly at An Shijin, who was holding his chest and leaning against the door: "It seems that you are a fake throw." Shi Jin wore a cool and thin pajamas, with his hair dangled, holding his chest and looking at the person in front of him with a triumphant smile on his face.

"Although it is still summer, autumn will begin in a few days. If you wear so little, aren't you afraid of catching a cold." Chu Shian saw An Shijin's clothes clearly, and his eyes turned away. This woman, why is she so bold, she doesn't have to wear her pajamas like this. An Shijin wears a silky light pink nightgown, which sounds good to be a nightgown, but it is actually a layer of transparent gauze. The bumpy figure is looming in the dim light, the white skin on the chest is soft, the slender sex, and even the style and color of underwear she wears can be seen clearly.

An Shijin looked at Chu Shian's dodging gaze jokingly, and walked two steps closer and said, "Don't you like it, this is something I specially wore for you. If you don't like it, I just take it off." Reached out to draw the belt around his waist. "Hey, don't..." Chu Shian was taken aback. Dressing like this would have made people happy. If she took it off, it would be fine. She hurried forward and grabbed An Shijin's hand.

Who knows that An Shijin was just grabbing her belt to untie it, but Chu Shian reached out and grabbed her hand and pulled it. The loose belt was pulled apart by the two together, and the thin nightgown was opened and slender. His waist and flat belly, as well as the softness of his chest, are so unreservedly exposed in front of his eyes. Chu Shian was taken aback, but the person in front of him leaned into her arms half-heartedly, and his voice was soft and dripping with an anguish: "Big detective, why are you so anxious."

"An Shi, please don't make trouble, there are still cases to be investigated tomorrow." Although the beauty is in her arms, Chu Shi'an is still in her arms, but the slightly trembling voice betrayed her disguised calmness. "The case is going to be investigated, and I think I need to sleep." An Shijin's hand gently wrapped Chu Shian's waist and pressed tightly to her body. The joints understood that Xi's slender fingertips gently and slowly moved from her. Slowly climb up the waist.

"An Shijin." Chu Shian screamed in a trembling voice pretending to be serious. "Well, the detective, are you nervous?" An Shijin's face was in front of him, so close and so charming, his eyes stained with eroticism were so hot that they could burn people. Chu Shi'an's heart was beating fiercely in her chest. She took two steps back and tried to distance herself from An Shijin, but the person came over again without pulling, closely following her footsteps.

The foot has touched the edge of the bed, and there is no way to retreat. Chu Shian tilted his head and looked at the window: "An Shijin, my waist is not good." "Did the detective's waist be good when I took advantage of others that day? , Why don’t you feel bad today? Don’t worry, people won’t be so rude.” An Shijin smiled evilly, reached out his hand to grab Chu Shi’an’s chin, and twisted arbitrarily so that her face was facing herself. Then his hand slowly slid down, landing on Chu Shian's chest, and another push.

Chu Shian fell backwards and fell on the soft bed. She closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate, spread her body and lay motionless on the bed. In fact, with her skill, if she is really unwilling, even An Shijin can't succeed if she is strong, but... she doesn't seem to refuse. It's just that she, who has always been arrogant and cold, is just subconsciously making excuses to make an excuse.

This day will come sooner or later, it is impossible to take advantage of others and not give any benefit, Chu Shian frowned, closed his eyes and bit his lip, looking like a martyr who went to death generously. An Shijin slowly climbed onto the bed, splayed her legs across her waist, leaned down and looked at her face carefully, and chuckled, "Big detective, what is your expression. I don't want to Kill you." Chu Shian's face was hot, and she would go up as soon as she wanted to. She opened her eyes and wanted Bai An to take a look, but saw the enlarged face in front of her slowly sticking to it, the sweet red lips slightly Zhang He wrote and said in a low voice ambiguously: "I just want to eat you, from the outside to the inside, taste your taste bit by bit."

Haha, just go if you want to, why do you have a lot of words, annoying.