Something is wrong with the fiancee [Transmigration Book]

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Meng Jing felt very sorry for the closed bathroom door.

But fortunately, there will be a lot of time for the two of them in the future, and she is looking forward to the evening.

The assistant who delivered the dinner handed the soup pot to her, and Meng Jing signaled that she could go, and then she would take care of Ruoruo to eat, but the little assistant stood there rubbing his hands with a red face and did not leave.Meng Jing asked her if there was anything else.

The little assistant asked if I could have an autograph.Meng Jing did as she wished.

The kid walked away with a small notebook happily.

Before she left, she glanced at the big bed in the room, coughed twice, and explained cautiously, "If we live in a hotel, we can settle for everything else, but the bed linen, we must use our own, so this court style The quilt was brought by us. It is made of flannel and feels very Suhu! The point is, it is super clean."

Although Meng Jing didn't know why she introduced a quilt in such a special way, she didn't speak like an assistant, but like a salesman, she still smiled politely, "Okay, I understand, thank you."

Assistant Luo shouted "Come on!" in a sharp voice, and then rushed out like flying.

Meng Jing was full of doubts, why her fiancée was surrounded by people who were easily agitated, but she figured it out after a while, because if Ruoruo was too calm, she would only attract such little lunatics, like the north and south poles of a magnet .

I don't know when there are big snowflakes floating outside the window.

When the fiancée came out of the shower, the snow outside had already fallen heavily, and the trees in the grove opposite were all turning white.

The soup was steaming hot, and the two of them ate dinner with the snow scene.

Song Ruoruo was probably too tired, after a few sips of soup, he looked sleepy.

Meng Jing moved over and asked, "Baby, do you want me to feed you?"

Song Ruoruo couldn't answer anymore, sitting there with a spoon in her right hand, she fell into a half-asleep and half-awake state.

Meng Jing carried her to the bed.Cover her with a quilt.Go take a shower by yourself.

When she figured it out, the breathing from the small medicine bottle on the bed was already even and long.She thought she was asleep, so she also got into bed and lay down. The slight movement woke up her fiancée. She opened her eyes suddenly, and her originally clear black and white eyes were red, and she looked at her in confusion, her eyes revealing "so... So" means, relaxed, slowly closed his eyes, and opened them again after a while, apparently too sleepy, but wanted to hold on and talk to her.

Meng Jing leaned forward, stretched out her hand, touched the soft hair on the back of her head, then slid it to the vest, patted her rhythmically, let her sleep peacefully, don't use force, and the future will be long.

But when she leaned over, Song Ruo woke up instead.

The two lay facing each other within a short distance. She had never tried such a sweet sleeping method. They looked into each other's hearts and didn't want to say anything, and there was no need to say anything.

Meng Jing's hand moved from her fiancée's vest to the side of her face, the tender warmth melted on her fingertips, she couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed her lips lightly, this kind of slow kiss made people feel lazy , as if bathed in the evening wind of spring and summer.

"I love you." Meng Jing bit her ear and said.

I don't know how it started, one thg leads to another, when Meng Jing felt the small medicine bottle trembling slightly under her hand, she just gently brushed against her waist and ribs.

Is this my wife's sensitive area?

She deliberately lingered for a while gently, and she noticed that her breathing was not right, not like ecstasy, but rather like enduring some pain.The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were all drawn, and the snow outside the house was bright enough to reflect the moonlight, so there were no lights left in the room.At this time, Meng Jing reached out and turned on the light, and she sat up, so in the dim light, she had a panoramic view of the light purple bruises on her fiancée's body.This is probably due to the injury of Wia.

The fiancée wanted to cover it with clothes, but Meng Jing refused, and stared stubbornly, "I know my wife has been working hard, but I didn't expect you to be so cruel to me."

The little pill bottle shook his head on the pillow, "Everyone works hard. Not just me."

She was sad, she was about to cry.But the small medicine bottle is so hard, and it is too difficult to bear the burden of coaxing a child.Meng Jing leaned down and carefully kissed the piece of light purple.If Ruoruo was touched by her lips, she would tremble again.

She supported her head and said in a low voice, "Meng Jing, I'm so sleepy."

Meng Jing's left heart throbbed with pain, she returned to the pillow, and rubbed her small medicine bottle into her arms, "Go to sleep."

Then the ending is that the wife fell asleep quickly in her arms, and she was so insomnia that she turned white in the east.

The fiancée probably likes the snow scene very much, the half-light outside the window casts wonderful light and shadow on the wall.

Meng Jing wasn't sure if there were deer in the mountains or not. Occasionally, when she heard a bang, and then a sound of falling snow, the scene of a deer hitting a tree would always appear in her mind.

The stupid sika deer ran over to see Mrs. Deer a few meters away, and slammed into the tree with a bang, making her dizzy, and the snow on the crown of the tree fell down, covering her back.His wife laughed at his stupidity not far away.There was such a scene in her mind, but she never raised her head to ask for confirmation.Because of this in her arms, she couldn't bear to look away.

When Meng Jing woke up the next day, she noticed two warm gazes before she opened her eyes.

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