A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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Bend slightly, hugged her sideways, and went upstairs.

The door of the second bedroom opened and closed again.

The light was not turned on, and the two were tacitly aware.

When he was put on the bed, An Guo made a symbolic profit twice. He used a bit of strength, and his big hand stuck her thin waist. When he came up undressingly, he stroked her forehead, which was in her ears. So gentle, with anxious breath, but restrained: "I'm gentle."

An Guo's blood poured down, and he closed his eyes with a whimper in his heart, but remembered the first time between the two, this person was gentle, born that day.

That night, An Guo couldn't forget the way she hurt her.

Was it the demon or was he demonized.

An Guo couldn't say clearly, the man loves the woman, this kind of thing wiped the gun and went off the fire, and there is no regret or regret, only at the moment when his mind is burnt, he is in urgent need.

She didn't think about anything, she couldn't think about it clearly when she was impulsive, and she just said in her heart, let it happen if it happens.

With him, he must be the one who suffers.

This is like a man who is banishing an immortal, but he is also resuscitated and occasionally eats meat.

I probably slept for less than an hour, and there was a dimly white dawn outside the gauze curtain.

Its daybreak.

Anguo has a physiological alarm clock and wakes up at six o'clock every morning.

The bedroom was in the dark, she opened her eyes, sniffed the strong smell in the air that didn't go away, and gradually bit her lower lip.

There is not much strength to turn around, the silk quilt is under, and the two slender legs are arched weakly, not close together.

An Guo raised his hand to cover his eyes, closing his eyes tightly and blinking her eyelashes very tangled.

She was empty for a while, but her ears seemed to be unable to dissipate. It was still the gentle and depressed man who sneered down, exerting force and screaming, her sexuality was restrained, like pain, weak and sharp, always calling her heart trembling.

Anguo bit her lip tightly and looked sideways.

A slender male body beside him, sleeping quietly and beautifully, his soft black hair still wet, his sweat was dry, and he looked tired.

The undulating and regular chest, the texture is not exaggerated, but it is tight with tension, a man's skin is so white that she can't stand it, revealing a pale and weak aristocratic.

Anguo counted, six pack abs.

It's the quick count she likes, eight yuan is too strong and brutal.

The silk was so loosely covered that it couldn't cover the man's well-defined belly, the sex/sensual mermaid line.

An Guo squinted her pretty apricot eyes, glanced very shyly, and quickly averted her eyes.

he……

Sure enough, treat her like the first time.

During the whole process, An Guo was so ashamed that his brain was blank, only remembering the ups and downs, feeling comfortable, tired, not painful nor painful.

Then quietly opened his eyes, afraid to look at him, twisted his head and buried it in the pillow to look at the French window on the side.

When the rain stopped and the moon came out, Qinghui shone in.

The glass window is like a mirror, and Anguo clearly sees the creaking bed in the mirror and the two vaguely entangled figures. He is on top, and the two of them are covered with a quilt, and the quilt keeps following him. With ups and downs, her head gently touched the bedside, asking him to wrap her hands gently, the sweat on his forehead fell, and the body also bent down, whispering dumbly in her ear, saying sorry...

An Guo couldn't stand it.

I thought, not to mention the strong feelings on the body, mentally, he was directly depressed by his charming and gentle appearance...

...

The early morning light spreads through the floor-to-ceiling curtains.

An Guo was very afraid of lingering at this moment, accidentally he would look at each other when he woke up.

The most embarrassing thing is this.

She tossed and moved, moving slowly to the bed.

He found that he was holding his right hand and crossing his fingers quietly.

At the end of that time, this person did not hug her, and they lay flat and breathed without speaking. Later, An Guo was a little lost, but tired and fell asleep quickly.

At this moment, he thought that he waited for her to fall asleep and shook her hand.Love me ebook www.25txt.com

This person is restrained.

An Guo was happy, with little ripples.

Foot on the ground, stepping on the white shirt he wore last night, a scene on the carpet was messy like in a movie, his pajamas and pajamas, and each other's bottoming shirts fell on the ground.

Anguo put on his shirts without making a sound, and picked up his shirts one by one with his waist on the wooden chair beside the bed.

She took her panties and slipped out with her feet.

Personal hygiene should be done in the bathroom on the second floor. An Guo held the washstand to check around her neck. It was okay.

There is a red mark on the side of the neck with heavy marks.

That was the end of his first time, some of them out of control held her tightly and kissed her.

Anguo lowered his eyes, annoyed, not drunk and the man, the worst thing was that afterwards, he kept turning in his mind and would think of it, and from time to time he blushed.

She went out with her arms in her arms, and when she passed the door of the second bedroom, she brought it specially.

Next door is the master bedroom.

It should be just after six o'clock in the morning, An Guo opened the door and went in, thinking that according to the little guy's sleep pattern, he should wake up and find Nai to eat.

Before I wanted to open the door, I saw Sister Fang.

The old man opened the floor-to-ceiling curtains, pushed the crib to the position of the glass window, and was bending over to pick up the little guy who just woke up but hadn't made a noise.

Seeing it was An Guo, Sister Fang turned her head, looked at An Guo, and then looked sideways at the young master's neatly laid out bed.

The smile at the corners of the eyebrows and eyes gradually rose: "Miss Ann has woken up, every day is so punctual, why don't you sleep more?"

Originally very ordinary care.

At this moment, Anguo's cheeks were red and hot.

She came in from outside.

Wen Jinhuai's bedroom, he didn't sleep here last night.

Unexpectedly, Sister Fang got up so early and went upstairs to see the little guy when she woke up.

This son, don’t tell her to find out too obvious...

Sister Fang looked at the girl whose head was lowered to her chest, and squinted her eyes and smiled deeply, not embarrassing her: "Miss An, come over and hold the young master, I'll give you some advice."

An Guo lowered his face and uttered a hot throat.

Sister Fang went out with a smile, and said, "I'll make some red dates and lotus root soup for breakfast."

An Guo was even more embarrassed.

Red dates and lotus root soup, tonic.

The little guy cried so much last night, he was a little faint this morning.

An Guo held his son to play with him.

The little thing was still dumbfounded. It was shaken by An Guo and only smiled twice. A few small rashes on his face had gone back two days ago. I don't know what method Wen Jinhuai used. Did not stay.

"Why look at your mother so hard and dumbfounded?"

Those big black eyes stopped moving, staring at his mother.

An Guo touched his eye feces, looked at his little ears, and gently touched the curled little fingers out of his sleeves one by one: "Don't look at my mother, I just made my mother feel guilty... Yes, my mother slept with your dad again, what do you look in your eyes? He is really beautiful, but this time he bullied me...

...

It's almost eight o'clock in the morning.

Sister Fang's breakfast was set, and An Guo was called to the restaurant.

Sitting down, Sister Fang brought a hot bowl of red date and lotus seed soup.

An Guo took the spoon to the opposite main seat. The man hadn't come down yet, and her son was on the first floor, so she didn't go upstairs to look.

Sister Fang peeled off an egg, "Miss An, you eat, Master He is not awake yet, I just went upstairs and knocked on the door, and I was asleep.

An Guo's face was wrong again, so he lowered his head and drank the soup quickly.

It is estimated to be very tired.