The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

Mu Yuansheng drove the car steadily, and when he saw that Meng Ying didn't get in the car like before, he was kind to him.

He asked, "Is it tiring to go to work?"

Meng Ying tilted her head and looked at this beautiful face. She stretched out her hand and nodded his face, "I am definitely not entangled with you at home every day at work."

She touched his face with her fingers, and Mu Yuansheng swallowed his throat with a tingling sensation.

"Don't make trouble, I'm driving."

"Husband, do you know what I want to do most now?" Meng Ying retracted her hand, still sitting sideways and staring at him.

"what?"

"Lying on the bed with you..."

Mu Yuansheng's face was tight.

Meng Ying went on to say: "Do nothing, just lie in your arms and sleep well."

There have been so many things recently that I have never had a married life with him.

Mu Yuansheng knew that she was tired and that there were many things in the Meng family. He only hoped that she could sleep well at night.

So, sometimes she was restless, and he stopped her.

I don't want to toss her anymore.

Until now, Mu Yuansheng still didn't know the tattoo on her waist.

When she got home, Mu Yuansheng took her out of the car.

Sister Lian is already used to it.

These two young people are like glue.

The two of them have never blushed, they are always affectionate, which is great.

"Sir, madam, have you had lunch?" Sister Lian had never seen them come back at noon on working days.

"No. You do it first, and then come down to eat." After Mu Yuansheng ordered, he returned to the bedroom with Meng Ying in his arms.

Meng Ying leaned against his chest, her voice soft, "Why did you bring me back? There's still something to do this afternoon."

"It's okay, take a good rest at home." Mu Yuansheng put her on the bed and stared affectionately, "Would you like me to accompany you?"

Meng Ying smiled, moved a little inside, and took a picture of the position beside him, "Come up."

Mu Yuansheng undressed and went to bed, holding her in his arms.

Meng Ying arched in his arms, found a comfortable position, and closed his eyes.

After being quiet for a few minutes, Meng Ying suddenly sat up.

"what's happenin?"

"Sao Lian should have a while before she finishes the meal." Meng Ying glanced at the door.

Mu Yuansheng wondered what she was going to do.

"It should be a while."

"That's a quick decision."

"..."

Meng Ying began to undress.

Mu Yuansheng's pupils dilated, and then tightened again.

At noon, is she going to do something wrong?

"Aren't you tired?" Mu Yuansheng was worried about her body.

After taking off his clothes, Meng Ying pulled the quilt up, covering both of them under the quilt.

Then fumbled for his clothes.

Mu Yuansheng knew that she could no longer persuade her at this time.

What's more, they really haven't reflected love in their actions for a long time.

After a while rustling.

Suddenly Mu Yuansheng opened the quilt and pressed her under her body, his eyes falling on her thin white waist.

The pupils shrank and became abnormally deep and unfathomable.

He saw the little tattoo, frowned, and his voice was low, "When did you get it?"

Meng Ying wrapped her hands around her shoulders, with a smile in her eyes, "Does it look good?"

"I said, you are not allowed to get tattoos!" Mu Yuansheng suppressed his anger.

"The husband sings and the women follow. You have and I have to have it, so that we can show that our husband and wife are in the same mind." Meng Ying stretched out her hand to caress the furry tiger, "This is my response to you."

Mu Yuan sighed tightly and stroked the place with his hand.

After so long, she has hidden deeply.

He was angry and distressed, "Does it hurt?"