Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

After Chu Lingfeng came out of the bathroom, he washed his hands, wiped his face with clean water, and went to the bedroom.

Ah Ying is in front of the dressing table, after drying her hair and doing skin care.

There are bottles and jars in front of her, and she is taking care of her tender face step by step as usual.

And when he was using the bathroom just now, Ah Ying had already changed into pajamas.

The neckline of the milky white silk nightgown exposed a large portion of the back of her fair neck, and her long, smooth hair was pulled back loosely by her.

Chu Lingfeng sat on the single sofa on the balcony, looking at Ah Ying with red eyes.

We have been married for so many years, and the children are several years old. She is still so good-looking. There is no wrinkle on her face, her figure is not out of shape, and her hair is thicker than before.

Years did not let him go, but spoiled Ah Ying alone.

Chu Lingfeng felt very unbalanced.

The most romantic thing is to grow old together.

But the reality is that he is slowly getting old, and she is still as beautiful as ever!

Chu Lingfeng even suspected that Ah Ying thought that he was not as handsome and young as before, so she despised him and changed her mind.

In the company, there are indeed two little fresh meats in their twenties beside her. Every day, Aying and Aying call her short. Those two boys, one is an engineer and the other is a marketing executive. Chu Lingfeng can't because They called Ah Ying and drove them away.

But the two boys did put pressure on him.

It was as if one rival, Huo Senze, had been killed, and two more emerged.

Chu Lingfeng waited patiently for her to finish taking care of her skin.

But one bottle after another of skin care products was opened, and finally I put on a hand-held beauty instrument and massaged bit by bit.

Chu Lingfeng didn't wait any longer, and walked directly to the bed, ready to go to bed first. He was very tired during the day and drank alcohol at night. He wanted to wait for Ah Ying to sleep with him, but she couldn't finish it, so he decided to lie down and wait for her.

When passing by her dressing table, she said lightly: "It's all IQ tax, be careful the more you press the skin, the looser it will be."

A Ying glanced at him from the mirror, and smiled slightly.

It seems to be laughing at his rough life, and it seems to be laughing that he is older than her?

Chu Lingfeng nodded, very good, Ah Ying is going to rebel.

Then let her press it slowly, and when she finishes pressing it, he will suppress her again.

Chu Lingfeng suppressed the anger in his heart, leaned against the head of the bed, casually picked up a magazine by the bed, flipped through it casually, and waited for Ah Ying to go to bed.

She finally finished her skin care, picked up a bottle of fragrance, and was about to spray it, when she suddenly turned her face to the side, glanced at him from the corner of her eye, put the cap on the fragrance again, and put it back.

Aying likes to fall asleep fragrantly, and will choose a fragrance or eau de toilette according to her mood before going to bed.

Chu Lingfeng also liked to hug Xiangxiang, and sometimes he would suspect that she used some kind of scented incense, because when he smelled those scents, he would still want to make out with her no matter how tired he was.

Every time you ask her what fragrance she wears, she always smiles slyly and says she won't tell you.

Chu Lingfeng then asked, did Ah Ying use the fragrance of love to seduce me on purpose.

She looked at him with Su Daji's seductive eyes: "A Ying wants to please the young master, doesn't the young master like it?"

like.

How much I liked it before, how depressed I am now!

Because Ah Ying doesn't use fragrance anymore, that means she doesn't want to please him anymore.

And the gentle scene in the past seems to be something that happened in the previous life.

……

Ah Ying went to bed, turned off the bedside lamp on her side, and lay down next to the bed.

Chu Lingfeng then turned off the lights.

He reached out and hooked Ah Ying's waist, and hugged her into his arms.

Ah Ying didn't push him, but she wasn't active either.

The kiss didn't respond, and the body didn't respond, like a stone that couldn't be warmed.

When he went to pull the waist rope of her pajamas, Ah Ying held down his hand and said indifferently: "If you want to, go take a shower."