The sand sculpture attacked him and bound the male virtue system

Meng Zhou opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at Qi Yinian, as if the other party was speaking an alien language he didn't understand.

Qi Yinian didn't care about his stupor, and dragged him to his bedroom in a chic manner. Seeing that he was in front of the door, Meng Zhou came to his senses, "Sleep, sleep, sleep... which one is sleeping?"

Qi Yinian paused when he opened the door. He pursed his lips, looked at Meng Zhou speechlessly, and pushed him in with his palm, "Which one are you talking about sleeping?"

Meng Zhou staggered two steps and stopped in Qi Yinian's bedroom. He seemed to feel the soft carpet in the room was scalding his feet, and stood there helplessly.

Qi Yinian approached the door and was amused to see Meng Zhou's cramped appearance, "Meng Nande, why does it look like I forced you into the bridal chamber?"

There was some teasing in his voice, and he folded his hands to close the door. Seeing Meng Zhou walking a few steps towards this side, he simply leaned back and put his back against the door, and the door closed with a bang.

Meng Zhou: "..."

Looking at the current situation, Qi Yinian really wants to use force on him.

Meng Zhou gulped down his saliva.

He didn't expect his wife to be such a person.

The first two times he took the initiative to climb on the bed, Qi Yinian kicked him down, oh, not the second time, but he didn't succeed either.But this time, Qi Yinian took the initiative to find him, even though he hadn't expressed that intention yet.

What does this mean?

What does this show!

This shows that Qi Yinian likes to take the initiative!

Thinking of this, it was like peeling off the clouds and mist to see the light, and Meng Zhou suddenly realized.So, he said, no one can refuse his 17cm!

Qi Yinian just likes to refuse and welcome, if you take the initiative, if he doesn't want it, he likes to come by himself.

After reaching the conclusion, Meng Zhou quickly went through it in his mind, then should he cooperate with Qi Yinian?

What posture should he use to cooperate with Qi Yinian?

By the way, what posture does Qi Yinian like to use?

… navel oranges would work?

Meng Zhou quickly glanced down at Qi Yinian's waist. Qi Yinian was wearing thin cotton pajamas, which were loose and the waistline could not be seen, but there were not many overlaps between the hem and the pajama pants. Sometimes, a section of white waist will be exposed on the side. The lines are tight and smooth, and it is very powerful at first glance. It is no problem to use this posture.

Meng Zhou licked his lips. If his wife can do it, so can he!

Meng Zhou walked to the bed with a few steps in awe-inspiring manner, lay down on the bed in a large font, tilted his head and said to Qi Yinian: "Come on!"

Qi Yinian: "...!"

Qi Yinian's footsteps stopped suddenly.

He hesitated and asked a question that frightened him: "You... want to be below?"

Meng Zhou nodded and said affectionately, "Yes, I let you be on top."

For the first time, his blood was racing, and he was willing to use such a restrained and even forbearing posture in order to take care of his wife's feelings.

Meng Zhou felt that he was really a big man who understood his wife's wishes and respected her sexual interest.

It's much better than those dog men who don't care about their partner's feelings for their own pleasure, okay?

Meng Zhou patted the bed sheet, "Come on," he said briskly, "I'm ready."

Qi Yinian: "..." He wasn't ready.

For a long while, Qi Yinian didn't move, Meng Zhou looked at him with silent urging eyes.

In the end, Qi Yinian had no choice but to bite the bullet.

He gritted his teeth. Although it was different from what he had imagined before, everyone was a man.

Qi Yinian knelt on the mattress with his knees on the mattress, and supported Meng Zhou with both hands. His eyes did not blink, and he looked straight into Meng Zhou's eyes. He breathed and blended, and the distance between the two became closer and closer.

At the moment when he was about to kiss Meng Zhou's lips, Qi Yinian stopped suddenly, his eyelashes blinked like fluttering butterfly wings, and he said: "It may hurt a little later, bear with it, I'll take it easy."

Meng Zhou blinked.

pain?Where does it hurt?

What hurts him?

Suddenly, Meng Zhou thought of something, his face turned yellow, he coughed, and said nonchalantly, "I understand, it's your first time."

Meng Zhou is very confident in himself, so he may indeed feel some pain.

Qi Yinian didn't notice the strange things in Meng Zhou's words, such as why he said your first time instead of my first time, because Qi Yinian was also very nervous at the moment, he just avoided Meng Zhou's sight Hastily nodded.

Because of the opacity and incompatibility of human thought, the two reached a wonderful consensus on this issue.

Qi Yinian closed his eyes and kissed Meng Zhou's lips.

The smell of orange blossom and sea salt enveloped Meng Zhou's senses. He raised his hand to press the back of Qi Yinian's head, inserted his fingers into the other's hair, and kept deepening the kiss.

The air inside the room is stuffy, and the outside of the room is not much better. Rain clouds are piled up in the night sky, and Lancheng is about to usher in a heavy rain.

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People always have unrealistic fantasies about themselves, Meng Zhou finally realized that he can't count on himself to be a strong-willed person.

Not when I was unable to sit still since I was six years old and went to elementary school.

What he told himself at the beginning, to be restrained, to be passive, and not to scare his wife, were all overthrown by himself.

Why should I be patient and restrained?

Fuck tolerance and restraint.

Meng Nande re-established the rules confidently.

Suddenly there was a dull thunder outside the window, followed by the sound of dense rain.

When the situation slipped to another direction, Qi Yinian had the last clear thought: This seems to be different from what was agreed at the beginning?

But soon, the thought was overwhelmed by more clamorous thoughts.The room was noisy and quiet, and one could hear the sound of heavy breathing, pounding heartbeat, and the rain outside the window.

Qi Yinian didn't expect Meng Zhou to be so fierce, he couldn't help kicking him at the back, struggling to get away from him, but was quickly pulled back by his ankle.

Meng Zhou pressed on Qi Yinian's back, put his mouth next to Qi Yinian's ear, and gasped, "Meng family man, start in one hour and excel in two hours. Your husband will never let you down."

Qi Yinian: "..."

What's the matter with suddenly wilting?

But this time he failed to escape, at the end, Qi Yinian was forced to shed a few physical tears from the corners of his eyes.

Qi Yinian bit his fingers and endured the most unbearable period, blinked his wet eyes, moved his arms, and wanted to get up to take a bath.But he found that the bones were broken and he couldn't use his strength, so he had to tell Mengzhou, "Take me to take a bath."

When talking, he didn't dare to look at the other person, and put an arm across his eyes.

Suddenly a warm object approached his neck, and Meng Zhou's chin rested on Qi Yinian's collarbone, "What kind of bath? Let's hurry up, there are still six times left."

Qi Yinian: "???"