The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Tang Jiao held Xiao Jingchuan's neck and looked down at his tight, sexy and handsome face.

Those black eyes were extremely deep, as dangerous and seductive as the abyss.

Tang Jiao couldn't think of anything, so he could only obey his wishes and bow his neck for a kiss.

Xiao Jingchuan held Tang Jiao with both hands, kissed her, and walked quickly to the bedroom.

"boom!"

The sound of the bedroom door being kicked shut scared Princess Pudding, who was about to lie down, and jumped up.

After a crazy and chaotic toss.

Tang Jiao's body was as wet as if it had been washed with water. She lay on Xiao Jingchuan's chest, unable to move a finger.

The curtains in the bedroom were drawn tightly, not much light came in even during the day.

In the dim bedroom, there was an atmosphere of extreme ambiguity.

Tang Ziao pressed his face against Xiao Jingchuan's strong chest. Listening to his steady and slightly fast heartbeat, he slowly turned his face to the side and kissed his heart softly with his lips.

The strong arms around her slim waist tightened instantly, and the hot palms patted her lower back hard.

"Wild bamboo shoots."

The voice was very lazy and hoarse, implying a warning of dissatisfaction.

Tang Jiao smiled softly, rested his chin on his chest, and raised his head to look at him.

The hands that were holding her waist and massaging her naturally tightened, and he lifted her up a little more considerately.

Her cherry lips touched her thin lips softly, and she murmured with a smile:

"I'm sorry~ Brother Jingchuan, I will make it up to you."

Tang Jiao said it and licked it again as if to reassure him, just like a well-fed kitten doing when it is intimate with its owner.

Not only did he lick Xiao Jingchuan until he couldn't help but laugh, he also stood up again.

The man took a deep breath, could only hold the delicate body and move a little away, and kissed the bad and clingy kitten hard.

"Little bastard."

Tang Jiao nodded like a cat, she really deserves to die!

She didn't want to either. She had just finished her menstrual period, and even though her veins were bulging with eagerness and her eyes were burning red, Xiao Jingchuan was not willing to really touch her until the end.

I just used some methods to relieve it, although it made people blush and couldn't resist it than before.

Tang Jiao felt extremely comfortable every time.

Now, she looked like all kinds of alluring but not completely responsible Ama women. The afterglow of reaching the peak several times was still trembling slightly in her body, and the pores all over her body were comfortably opened.

Xiao Jingchuan hugged the little person lying on his body, and stroked his warm palms along the naked and delicate back until the slight trembling on the girl's body completely subsided and she became softer and softer.

"Would you like to take a shower?"

Xiao Jingchuan kissed his warm ear from the side of his face.

Tang Jiao felt so comfortable being touched, and the fuss had been too long and excessive. She was now drowsy, and she could only move her head with her last bit of consciousness.

When Tang Jiao woke up, his whole body was dry and smelled good, and the sheets under him had been changed.

The heating was turned on just right, and the humidifier was blowing a fine mist beside the bed.

Tang Jiao stretched out and rolled around in the bed several times before getting up like a pupa.

As soon as he lowered his head, Maomao's cotton mops were placed neatly beside the bed.

Tang Jiao couldn't help but smile sweetly, put his feet in, and happily went out to look for Mr. Snail.

The words "Fu" have been hung in the living room, and the floor-to-ceiling glass door to the balcony has been affixed. No one was seen in the room.

Tang Jiao was wearing furry home clothes and holding cotton slippers. He walked to the entrance, unscrewed the door, opened it a little, and took a look outside.

Sure enough, Mr. Tianluo posted couplets on the door.

"Are you awake? Put on your coat and come out."

Xiao Jingchuan stood on a stool wearing a dark gray woolen casual jacket, holding a horizontal couplet in his hand.

There was light snow falling outside, and Tang Jiao felt completely cold and awake just by stretching his head out.

"Okay~"

She smiled sweetly, then retracted her head, and the sound of padded shoes running in small steps could be heard in the room.

After a while, the little bear Tang Jiaojiao came out wearing the same woolen jacket.

He couldn't help, so he just gave instructions with his face raised.

"A little bit on the left, a little bit on the right, a little on the right."

The door of a single-family apartment looks particularly festive after the red couplets are pasted on it.

After Xiao Jingchuan finished posting, he was about to get off the stool.

Tang Jiao stood in front of the stool with one foot, stretched out his hands towards him, and smiled so cutely that his tiger teeth were pointy.

"Come! Let Master Tang carry you down."

Xiao Jingchuan raised his eyebrows and signaled: Are you sure?

Tang Jiao nodded confidently and spread his legs slightly, apparently starting to gain strength.

Xiao Jingchuan held the girl's thin shoulders with both hands in a funny manner.

Tang Jiao hugged his thigh, lifted it up with the strength of sucking milk, took a step back, and took another step, and actually hugged Xiao Jingchuan down.

It's just that Xiao Jingchuan was too tall, so she almost lost her balance and swayed.

Tang Jiao bent over and put him down on the ground. His little face, which was reddened from the effort he had been holding in, took a sudden breath. He clapped his hands boldly and raised his chin.

"How's it going? Master Tang is pretty strong, right?"

Xiao Jingchuan was so amused by what she said that he couldn't help but give her a compliment, so he gave the powerful Master Tang a compliment.

He bent down and took out the red lantern from the bag on the ground and handed it to Tang Jiao with a handsome smile.

"Let's go, little one, take Master Tang to hang the lanterns."

In the yard, Tang Jiao was sitting on Xiao Jingchuan's shoulder, holding a large bag of small lanterns in his hands, and raising his hands one by one to hang them on the branches.

Pudding rolled a red ball on the snow and was covered in white snow.

The sound of firecrackers can be heard in the distance from time to time, and the new year is coming soon.

...

The two of them had dinner at noon and returned to Xiaojia Manor with the remaining lantern couplets.

Although the owner is not here, the servants and gardeners who maintain and care for the house are there.

While the two were hanging lanterns in the garden, someone outside the gate rang the doorbell.

Outside the door was Xiao Qiming.

The smiles on Xiao Jingchuan and Tang Jiao's faces suddenly faded.

"What are you doing here?" Xiao Jingchuan's voice was neither salty nor bland.

Xiao Qiming is much thinner than the last time we saw him, his hair is a bit messy and sloppy, he looks very depressed, and he is finally not wearing tattered and weird fashion clothes.

He looked at Xiao Jingchuan nervously through the door: "Cousin, cousin, can you let me in to talk?"

Xiao Jingchuan looked at him coldly: "If you are here because of your father's affairs, then go back."

"and many more!"

Xiao Qiming suddenly became anxious. He took a step forward, grabbed the railing of the door with both hands, and begged urgently:

"Brother Jingchuan, please! My dad is not that kind of person. He is just a gentle and honest man with no temper. How could he do those things!"

"Cousin, brother! I beg you! You can definitely solve it if you come forward. My dad was wronged, he must be wronged!"