love future tense

After returning home, Dong’er really went online to check all kinds of reports about the gestationist, almost all of them were love stories about the gestationale. There are 3P pornographic photos and even 4P pornographic photos of the pregnant person. No, there are pictures below. Dong'er only feels that the photos are so flesh-colored that he can't even count the heads... Dong'er is so shocked that he can't close his mouth.

Dong'er checked the entries about divorce again. Divorce is allowed in this society, and then added the pregnant woman before the divorce, and found that there was almost no news about the divorce of the pregnant woman, and even for those pornographic news, no partner of the pregnant woman stood up. Express resentment, condemnation, whatever.

The partners of those pregnant women all had green lights on their foreheads, and they still lived as usual every day. Dong'er even found two strange news, one was a report about a certain pregnant woman having an affair with a certain man, and the other was about this third party. The next day, there was a report that he happily shook hands with the partner of the incubator at a certain banquet.These two reports are still on the same page, what will these two people talk about when they are together?Could it be that they are exchanging their experiences with the incubator XXOO?Dong'er felt the cold in her head.

Does Lewis want Dong'er to learn from these breeders?A picture of herself hugging left and right appeared in her mind, and Dong'er shivered for a while, and her arms were covered with goose bumps. This society is too unrestrained, and my little arms and legs definitely can't play with these excitements.

Thinking about the half month of the wedding, Dong'er unconsciously bared her teeth and grinned in pain. Dong'er felt that those pregnant women didn't grow chrysanthemums, but sunflowers.

Just as Dong'er was swallowing her saliva and concentrating on looking at the pornographic photos of those gestators, a hand was placed on Dong'er's shoulder, and Dong'er was so frightened that she jumped up decisively and screamed.

"Ah~~" He swayed to one side and almost fell to the ground.

A big hand quickly wrapped around Dong'er's waist, "Be careful."

Dong'er took a closer look, and it turned out to be Sang. Sang had the key to Dong'er's place. She patted her chest, and the little girl almost jumped out of her mouth in fright. Sure enough, she couldn't do bad things.

Dong'er glanced at the optical computer screen, feeling bitter in her heart, why should the optical computer screen in the future be made into a 3D aerial projection effect, and also be multi-directional and high-definition without dead ends, and the screen is full of flesh-colored colors at the moment.

Sang also squinted at the screen, and looked at Dong'er with a half-smile.

Dong'er felt ashamed and humiliated at home, her little face flushed, with the expression of a junior high school student who was caught by his parents for peeking at the little yellow book.

"I...I, that...not...I..." Dong'er stammered, waving her hands and shaking her head, her eyes still wandering around.

Sang took Dong'er into his arms, and tightened his arms around Dong'er's waist, "Why is Dong'er nervous?" Sang touched Dong'er's blushing face, thinking to himself, could it be that Dong'er has that aspect after getting married? demand?

Sang's eyes flickered for a moment, and the corners of her lips curled up with an ambiguous expression on her face, "Dong'er has grown up."

What's the meaning?Dong'er looked at Sang in embarrassment, and found that Sang didn't mean to laugh at him or get angry.

Sang sat on the chair with his arms stretched out. Dong'er fell into his arms and sat on his lap. Sang moved the cursor with great interest, and a series of desolate photos appeared in front of her eyes.

"Dong'er is interested in these?"

"No...no!" Dong'er explained loudly, trying to stand up from Sang's lap.

Sang just hugged Dong'er lightly, and Dong'er was imprisoned on his lap, "These photos are not good, if Dong'er wants to see..." Sang deliberately put her lips on Dong'er's ear and blew softly, her voice hoarse She said sexyly, "I can take it off and let Dong'er see enough."

As soon as Donger's ears are stimulated, Dong'er immediately thinks of Mu Ke, and Mu Ke likes to play with Dong'er's ears the most every time, so Dong'er almost forms a conditioned reflex.

Sang's teasing had the opposite effect. Dong'er was shadowed by Mook, and it almost hurt every time. Although Muk also tried various foreplays, for some reason, Dong'er was very slow. It was almost before the sensation began that Muck was on the move.

"Sang...I...I...you...why... are you here..." Dong'er nervously moved her ears away from Sang's mouth, leaned back and placed her hands between the two In the meantime, he turned his face to Sang.

"I'm not busy today, come and see Dong'er," Sang felt Dong'er's retreat, neither pressing but not relaxing, with a charming chuckle between his brows, "Did Dong'er miss me these two days? "Sang has been working on a medical report for the past two days, which is very troublesome, and she hasn't come to Dong'er for two days.

Dong'er lowered her head, na na, speechless.

Sang lifted Dong'er's chin with her index finger, and her deep voice was a little sexy, "There is no one to supervise, is Dong'er eating well?"

"I...I... have a good... good meal..." Sang at this moment made Dong'er a little nervous, and now all behaviors that might be related to that kind of thing made Dong'er nervous.

"Then let me check. If Dong'er loses weight, it means she's lying." Sang rubbed Dong'er's ruddy lips with the pulp of her thumb.

The other hand caressed Dong'er's waist and pinched it lightly. The soft flesh on Dong'er's waist just filled one hand. It was soft and tight, and it felt very good in the hand, unlike the hard muscles on the waist of ordinary men.

Dong'er trembled, his whole body tensed up, and he twisted his body slightly to avoid it. Sang slowly stroked Dong'er's chest, resting his thumb on a certain point through his clothes to caress in a circle.

Dong'er was completely flustered, and tears filled her eyes reflexively. Every time she did it with Muke, it was Muke who begged for mercy and cried as soon as she got started. Dong'er also wanted to escape, but the opponent was Muke. As long as Muke I wish Dong'er wouldn't even be able to move a finger, so crying became his only means of resistance.

"No, please..." Dong'er softly begged for mercy, tears were about to fall, Dong'er didn't dare to resist, the more she resisted Muke, the more excited she became, at least the foreplay didn't hurt, making Muke too excited would only Will get into the topic earlier.

The soft begging sound made Sang's body feel as if an electric current had flowed through his body. He looked down at Dong'er, who was nestled in his arms, and looked like he was about to cry. Sang finally understood why Dong'er was covered with new scars when Mu Ke left. mark.

This kind of Dong'er can't be controlled even if she is a man, Dong'er's weakness can greatly satisfy a man's desire and desire to conquer, and that kind of attitude that follows the king makes people can't help but pay tribute to him.

Dong'er doesn't know that this is also a kind of teasing and teasing, and he can't blame Mook for being barbaric. The soft Dong'er greatly makes up for the vacancy that men can't replace without women. Tastier than most women.

Sang's breathing was a little rough, and she gradually lowered her head and kissed the corner of Dong'er's eyes. Unless Dong'er has problems in that area, no one can sit still.

Dong'er frightened and nudged Sang's hand on his chest, "Sang...don't, please..." Although Sang is usually gentle and refined, he is still a man after all. Scared.

Tears slid down the corners of his eyes gently, and the eye circles were red and trembling like a little rabbit falling into the water. Sang hugged Dong'er tightly, and slowly exerted force with his arms, wishing to rub Dong'er into her body.

Gently pinching Dong'er's chin, a kiss fell, blocking Dong'er's soft nasal begging for mercy.

Dong'er lost her chrysanthemum because of watching Xiao Huang and Tu, so this lesson tells Dong'er that he will be punished for doing bad things.

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"Dong'er sleep a little longer, I have already called the school to ask for leave, and I don't have to go to school today." Dong'er, who was about to get up, was hugged by Sang and pushed back on the bed.

Dong'er bit his lip and shrank his head back into the quilt. He felt that he could no longer get along with Sang normally. How could he be like this? He was already married, so how could he casually have sex with Sang?Then what is the difference between myself and those pregnant women who are like prostitutes and women in the report.

Dong'er hated himself in his heart, and he didn't know who to blame for last night's mistake. After thinking for a while, if he didn't look at that kind of picture and was caught by Sang, maybe such a thing would not have happened.

Maybe San saw himself looking at pictures like that and thought he was a casual person, that's why...

What does Nasan think of herself?Will Sang take the relationship with him as seriously as the man in the report?Will Muck not be angry when he finds out, and the two of them will hold hands and discuss their experiences?

Dong'er grasped the quilt tightly and didn't dare to think about it anymore. If she put the scene of those gestational beings on her body, she might as well die, but what should she do now?

Marry San?Don't you have to marry the people on the two lists?Plus Sang isn't just right?Moreover, Sang seemed to have implicitly expressed that he wanted him to choose him before, did Sang mean that?What did San think?

Dong'er is very entangled. Muke married Sang just after he left. What would Muke think?What would Sang think of herself?

Dong'er wanted to cry very much. He felt that he looked down on him and felt like he was dissatisfied with his desires. As soon as Muke left, he hurried to find a man, and if Sang was so good, wouldn't he be wronged if he married him?Only the pregnant person is required to force bigamy, and Sang can find someone he likes. Even if he is not the pregnant person, he can "hope that the one-hearted person will stay together forever" as it is said on TV.

"What are you thinking?" Sang turned Dong'er around and raised Dong'er's face. Dong'er's eyes looked moist but it didn't seem like she was crying. "Are you hungry?"

Dong'er shook his head, he was just a little sad, and thought that if he was not the conceiver, he could marry only one person, but if he was not the conceiver, Sang and Muke would never talk to people like him, even if they left You won't even give yourself a look on the street.

Thinking of this, Dong'er raised her eyes timidly and looked at Xia Sang. Sang is really outstanding, mature, steady, gentle, knowledgeable, and handsome. She is simply the embodiment of both beauty and wisdom.

Seeing Dong'er in a daze again, Sang held down the back of Dong'er's head and kissed Dong'er deeply, so lingering, Dong'er weakly refused.Sang is the same as Muke, in terms of action, no matter how Donger refuses, he will go to the end, but Sang is gentler than Muke, at least last night was not so painful, and Donger shed half a bottle of tears less.

After the kiss was over, Dong'er closed her eyes weakly and gasped for breath. Sang was very satisfied with her results, and lifted the quilt slightly, revealing Dong'er's small shoulders, and her collarbone was dotted with hickey marks.

Sang's eyes were dim, and she rubbed her fingertips along the collarbone and neck, "Dong'er..." she whispered in a low and hoarse voice, how could it be possible for such a person not to have the idea of ​​ravaging him.

Lifting her eyelids slightly, she found that Sang's eyes were not very "friendly" at the moment. Dong'er slid down quietly, trying to hide under the quilt. Although Sang was gentler than Muke, it didn't mean it didn't hurt.

Seeing Dong'er shrinking into the quilt, Sang grinned, this little thing is really cute.

The author has something to say: Er... I suddenly remembered New Year's Day today, hehe... On the last day of the New Year's Day holiday, I wish everyone a happy holiday. Those who should go to school tomorrow should go to school, and those who should go to work should go to work hard.It is said that Mao Xiaojian is at work on New Year's Day, code words, completely unaware that this is a holiday, tears~~~~~~

Mao Xiaojian is here to blow everyone a festive kiss, Mua~~~~~