Wife Rules

This is normal.

"Well, it's a normal thing. They're all men, so don't mind it, just settle it and go to sleep."

After finishing speaking, the Great God looked very understanding and turned around.

Ling Mao froze for a long time, lowering his head to look at his disobedient Xiao Maoer, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything under the quilt.Instead, a gust of hot air rushed towards the face, mixed with the temperature and breath of the Great God, making Ling Mao's eyeballs turn red.

You should be quiet!Otherwise, let you know what it means to be born with me is useless!

Ling Mao reminded his little Maoer about life, only hoping to have a positive effect.Unfortunately, only the opposite effect was obtained.The little hat was so excited that his whole waist was trembling, and he couldn't help but wanted to reach out and hold it.

I don't know whether it's nervousness or shame, but Ling Mao's hands shaking down violently.When I encountered a tough stick that was different from the one I had served in the past few years, I still hesitated.

"Shua—" Ling Mao threw off the quilt and wanted to get out of bed.

Jiang Jincheng grabbed his arm: "It's so cold to go to the bathroom?"

After saying that, he pressed Ling Mao back on the bed and wrapped him in a quilt: "You are so afraid of the cold and want to go to the bathroom. When you walk to the door of the bathroom, this little stick will turn into a little piece of meat."

Ling Mao: ...

God, that's what I'm aiming at!You don't know that this is not my body, how can I masturbate!And Great God, do you think your sense of existence is weak!

A certain stupid man burst into tears: This is like asking me to masturbate to another man in front of a stranger... This, this, this... This is too exciting!

God, we have only known each other for less than 24 hours and you want to play shame? !

Ling Mao, you have lost your integrity...

After the muddy horse galloped past in his heart, Ling Mao himself began to reflect on why he always likes to run away from home recently, when the lovely alpacas dragged their families back.

Big big big big... Great God!What are you doing! ? !

"I don't know how to do it?" Jiang Jincheng's hand was as smooth as if he just went to the kitchen to touch a cucumber, "You want to bear it when your underwear is wet?"

Although I really want to ask, my god, where is your aloof temperament, but the nerves in Ling Mao's brain exploded into pieces because of the crackling of the master's hand.

Both hands firmly grasped the generous palm of the Great God: "Don't..."

His whole body was shaking, and so was his voice.The great god's hand just held the cap like this, Ling Mao couldn't do it.The rough palm was covered with calluses, and it was attached to the most vulnerable part of the body. The obvious tactile sensation... told Ling Mao that this hand did not belong to him.

Jiang Jincheng didn't listen to him, one hand wrapped around Ling Mao's waist, and the other hand went straight down the hem of his trousers.He directly held the cap and shook it lightly: "I will lighten..."

"No..." Ling Mao was about to cry, God, is this a matter of focusing? !

QAQ seems to be...

"Light... Hiss, it hurts..." The Great God's hands were strong, and there was a lot of dead skin on his hands, even if he touched the little cap lightly, he would feel uncomfortable and panic.But what's worse is that there is a prickly pleasure in this pain.Ling Mao's tone changed all of a sudden: "That's...that's not okay!"

Ling Mao firmly grasped the Almighty's wrist, feeling the burning desire from the lower part of his body, as well as the throbbing tremors at the base of his thighs.Ling Hao finally couldn't help shouting out: "This is not acceptable... the skin will be stripped off, no!"

Ling Mao felt that the Great God let go of him and wrapped the quilt around him again, and got out of bed.In just one minute, Ling Mao felt that his body began to sweat.The whole body is hot, the hottest thing is the little hat.

Just when he was thinking about kicking off the quilt, the Great God came back again.

The time difference between when the quilt is lifted and the master puts it back on is negligible.

"What?" Ling Mao couldn't help but step back, and his whole body was embedded in front of the Great God.

Wrapping his arms around Ling Mao's waist, Jiang Jincheng's voice was a little tense: "Moisturizing lotion."

He squeezed a lot of body lotion on his hands, although there were still calluses, no matter how gentle the movements were, they were a bit rough.but very comfortable...

When Ling Mao broke out, he only felt a pain in his ears.The buzzing brain only received the message that the Great God had spoken, but did not receive the meaning of the words.

"Remember, you owe me a lot."

After orgasm, Ling Mao's whole body was limp on the bed, her cat's ears were shaking slightly, and her tail was softly resting on Jiang Jincheng's waist.Jiang Jincheng looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but give Ling Mao a quick wipe with a napkin before rushing into the toilet.

Putting his hands on the sink, Jiang Jincheng couldn't help but licked his palms: so cute! !How can it be so small and so soft!When the task is completed, be sure to make this puppet cat your own!

026. Ling Mao's Family ([-])

On the days when the Great God was around, Ling Mao ate very full.

There is no way, the master is very skilled, and an ordinary mustard egg drop soup can be made with a unique taste.In just a few days, Ling Mao felt that he had gained a lot of flesh.

The Great Master didn't do anything serious every day, he turned on the computer to play games, or worked out in his room.A small suite is not enough for a master to play with.Ling Hao saw that the Great Master did hundreds of push-ups as if he was playing, and he was in a complicated mood...

No wonder the strength of his hand is so strong, he can't break free at night... These days, the Great God often uses the name of "teaching" to make Ling Mao exhausted physically and mentally...

Ling Mao shouted in his heart: Great God, if this continues, I need to invigorate my kidney =dish=!

As for the problem of not being able to break free, Ling Mao resolutely refused to admit that he had no intention of resisting subjectively—it was so comfortable, he didn't know that this thing could be so comfortable after living for so many years.So, every time I half push and half agree, pretending to refuse but actually enjoying it.In Ling Mao's view, everything is a matter of the Great God.Look at that irresistible force, look at that compelling aura—resistance?

QAQ I dare not—

……

"Yesterday's fried rice is gone?" Ling Mao searched in the cupboard for a while, but couldn't find the egg fried rice from last night, so he poked his head out and asked Jiang Jincheng.

"Hungry?" Jiang Jincheng saw him grooming a cat looking for food, "I'll make you something."

Ling Mao looked at him: "This is not very good..."

He said that this is not good, but his eyes all glanced at the kitchen.Over the past few days, Ling Mao no longer regards the Great God as an outsider in his daily relationship.He is very familiar with both inside and outside the game.

Then what, they are all busy solving physical problems with each other, how can there be a stronger relationship than this!

Seeing Jiang Jincheng enter the kitchen, Ling Mao nestled on the sofa, hugged his computer and started playing.

The performance of Jiang Jincheng's laptop is better than his expensive desktop computer. After using it a few times, Ling Mao likes to play with it.

Ling Mao saw that the game account was open and parked at the exchange in the main city.

Seeing the arrangement of the keys, Ling Mao felt that it was quite comfortable after fiddling with his fingers for a while.As a result, Ling Mao's paws itch.Looking back secretly, the master is still in the stage of heating oil.Therefore, Ling Mao secretly opened the number to the camp to compete for the map, wanting to try the skills of the swordsman.

As a result, just after entering the teleportation array, the doorbell rang.

Ling Mao was surprised, since Jiang Jincheng came, he hadn't bought anything online.He couldn't think of who would be looking for him at this time... Then what, there shouldn't be a second master, right?

The person who rang the doorbell seemed tireless and anxious to hear the frequency.

"Go and see who it is." Jiang Jincheng said to Ling Mao while holding a frying pan in one hand.

Ling Mao reluctantly put down the computer, put on his pajamas, and ran to open the door.

From the cat's eyes, it is a beautiful woman who still has charm, even if her face is anxious, it does not destroy her supposed beauty.It looks familiar...

"Bang bang!" No one opened the door, and the beautiful woman outside changed from ringing the doorbell to knocking on the door.

"Who is it?" Seeing that Ling Mao hadn't opened it, Jiang Jincheng came out of the kitchen directly.Holding Ling Mao's shoulders with one hand, he leaned his head towards the cat's eyes.After seeing the person coming, he looked at Ling Mao strangely: "Why don't you open the door for your mother."

Ling Mao choked, and quickly opened the door.

It's been almost a year, and I haven't seen anyone contact Ling Mao, and no family members have come to the door. Ling Mao thought this body was an orphan.I was picked up by my family before listening to the great god, and I didn't take it seriously. Now...

Fuck!Who will teach him how to call mom to a strange woman?Who told him what the normal mode of getting along with this mother and child was?

After finally relaxing the facial muscles in front of Jiang Jincheng for a few days, after the beautiful woman stepped through the door, they began to stiffen again.

027. Ling Mao's Family ([-])

The beautiful woman came in and saw that apart from Ling Mao, there was another man at home.And that man knew at a glance that he was not someone to mess with, he was extremely tall and strong, he was like a caged beast in this small suite.

Seeing Ling Mao's cold face, the beautiful woman was a little sad: "Mao'er, mom knows you still blame me. But you can't..."

She glanced at Jiang Jincheng with some apprehension, and continued, "You can't be so angry that you don't want the money from your mother."

Ma'am, I really didn't blame you, and I didn't know that you sent me money...

Jiang Jincheng saw that Ling Mao's face was stiff, Hulu shook his head, and went to the kitchen to make fried rice for him.

Then the beautiful woman showed a slightly dissatisfied expression: "Who is that man?"

Ling Mao: ...

Unable to hear Ling Mao's answer, the beautiful woman frowned: "Mao'er, now you don't listen to what Mommy is talking to you, do you?"

As he spoke, there was a tendency to cry.

Ling Mao was anxious, but his face remained expressionless.After squeezing for a long time, I finally squeezed out a sentence: "A friend."

"Friend?" The beautiful woman's face was full of