He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Xuan leaned half of his body over, reached out and reached for his forehead, then probed his forehead, and then leaned back, muttering to herself: "It seems that there is a little bit of heat."

She was suddenly caught by her wrist. Song Xuan raised her eyes to see. Yang Haitao's eyes were deep and her heart suddenly jumped up: "Yang Haitao, what are you... doing?"

Yang Haitao turned over, pressed her under her body, and looked at her scorchingly: "Song Xuan..."

"Ok……"

"You said before, the first time you don’t want to happen in a small hotel... Then... here, my home, my room, where I have lived for more than 20 years, and I slept in the bed for more than 20 years. ?"

Song Xuan licked her lips, her eyes full of Qiubo: "If... If I say... I want to wait after I get married, can I?"

Song Xuan is a more conservative person than Song Ran. She has no way of accepting that she did this behavior before marriage, although she does not seem to reject the person in front of her at all.

Yang Haitao’s Adam’s apple slid up and down: "Then when can we get married? To get the certificate tomorrow, okay?"

Song Xuan squinted at him: "So, you are so anxious to get married, just to... just to..."

She couldn't say the word "Sleep Me", and only blushed, staring at him with some righteous indignation.

Yang Haitao said anxiously: "Of course it's not entirely because of this, but I do want to sleep with you."

Yang Shaodong, you are too sincere.

Song Xuan raised his leg and slammed him against him, Yang Haitao let out a sullen snort, stretched out his hand to cover his body, rolled to the side, groaning.

Song Xuan snorted coldly: "You deserve it!"

But seeing Yang Haitao clutching there, gritting her teeth and groaning, she became worried again: "Are you...are you okay?"

Yang Haitao raised his eyes to look at her: "Song Xuan, you can't do this in the future. Do you want me to cut off my children and grandchildren? If you kick me, you can't guarantee your future happiness."

Guaipai Song Xuan has heard such a bastard's remarks, and suddenly became angry. She raised her hand and tried to pump her. Yang Haitao pressed her under her again. This time, she changed to a serious expression: "I didn't joke with you. "

Song Xuan was struggling, and the man really put pressure on you. How could you be able to struggle? Song Xuan felt that compared with his strength, it was like an idiot shaking the tree, and the tree on her body did not move.

She was full of red clouds on her cheeks, and said angrily: "You are not allowed to say such **** in the future."

Yang Haitao's eyes were a little bit more cynical: "Huh? What kind of jerk?"

He is confident now. The rings have been given out, and Song Xuan has agreed to marry him. This daughter-in-law should not be able to escape.

Song Xuan turned her head to ignore him, only snorted.

Yang Haitao saw that her cheeks were also red, her lips were red, and her chest was undulating violently because of her anger. He roared with a thought in his mind, kissing her, making her feel confused, so that she couldn't say a word.

Words and deeds were one, and he bowed his head and kissed her red lips.

Song Xuan was surprised and wanted to reach out and push him, but his hands were bound by him, completely unable to move. Yang Haitao lay on her and kissed affectionately and piously. Song Xuan vaguely said: "Yang Haitao...no...no."

Long tongue slipped into her mouth while she was talking, and Song Xuan's mind was suddenly chaotic, and she couldn't speak, but she was left with a huh...