As soon as her voice fell, Master Bird probably smelled her mother’s smell. The little head arched an arch on her warm chest, and this stuffy little son could open his mouth happily with his mother’s love, and he began to pump happily.
"Does the little guy eat so well without milk?"
Baoqi is a little amazed!
"This is the power of a mother."
I saw two little guys eating and sucking, and they were so flattered that they were holding the big bird master and squatting beside him. The cold chief looked a little jealous.
"Son, your father really envies you."
"Sniff ~ Are you stupid?" Bao Qi looked at a cold owl at home with a smile, and his cold face was deliberately exposed, and his greedy face was almost a flower.
A slight squint at the cold owl made a funny pinch. After the eyes of the little guy’s grain warehouse were slightly gathered, he pulled the big bird down and bowed his head. He took a bite of the big bird’s food and took a bite of it. The magnetic voice was dumb.
"Seven is delicious"
Such a different force almost made Bao Qi Shen Yin come out, holding the bird’s arm trembling. She squinted at the man’s voice and gently pulled it out.
"Son, look how rogue your dad is …"
"Dad has more hooligans …" Lengxiao looked up slightly and looked deep. She looked down at the colorful fruit at hand and held her woman and son in her arms. After a slight adjustment, she put more fullness into her mouth.
Treasure and pure sigh "cold owl …"
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The two coaxed the child until the big bird and the small bird were put to sleep before they were put into the crib and then left the door.
The two parents who have been waiting at the door are puzzled. I don’t know why the hostess’s face is so red and she has always been cold-faced and expressionless. Why does the host look so proud?
Going back to the bedroom and washing up is another night, spring night
"I still want to eat my wife."
Wrapping a woman in her arms, cold head, wanting more.
Staring at his treasure and purity, I thought that I was lifted up by him in my body just now, and I felt warm again.
But insincerity is a woman’s patent.
"yuck!"
"I hate it or I really like it?"
"Lengxiao, you look like a rogue and don’t lose to a senior rogue in the world." I feel a little melodramatic when I say this with a smile.
Actually, she likes him too, doesn’t she?
As the saying goes, men are not bad, and women don’t like it. Compared with the past, they always keep a straight face and can’t jump over a fart for a long time. She still prefers to know humor, joke and occasionally play a man-style hooligan.
In this way, when a man eats fireworks, he will feel at home, making her feel that two people can last forever … In the past, the cold owl always looked at her at the altar and never came, even if two people hugged, kissed and loved her, there was no such practical feeling as now.
The rest is happiness.
Pull out the wall lamp. She smiled in the dark!
However, the man rubbed her face and throat, but it was dry and dumb. He kept tense and his body was angry. After rubbing a few times, he pressed it.
Women value love and men value sex.
This is an eternal truth. I think of you and me in Baoqi’s mind, imagining the love picture, telling the truth about love, and when there is a topic, Chief Leng finally sighed, "It will be more interesting to hear your words if you are always in it."
"Cold owl!" This is the nth time that Baoqi has snapped his name today.
The man mumbled, "I’m here, wife."
Baoqi tugged at his mouth. "What’s this color in your mind all day now?"
"Actually-"The owl moved her mouth and picked her up with a smile, and her eyes were full of anger. "So was I!"
"I depend! Big rascal! "
"Wife, don’t look at the old rascal like that!" Bite her lip cold and hoarse again. "Such small eyes will make the old man want to be a hooligan more!"
Where can a woman know a man’s mind?
When she was ashamed and annoyed, she scolded him for being a hooligan, how charming the little expression was. Only when she had a cold owl did she know that the little kinetic energy of that eyebrow, that eye and that lip lifted up the magic in his bones, so that he couldn’t wait to swallow her in one gulp, and he couldn’t wait a second to rip her clean and bully her hard.
Gee …
Turn over a white eye and brush three black lines.
"Uncle, are you out of your mind today?"
"Call husband"
Another thunder thundered over the brain and Bao Qi looked at the man in a particularly flying mood and stretched out his hand to control his dawdling talons. "Did you beat the chicken blood? ！”
"Right!" Cool thin’s lip angle is a cold owl’s face. It’s rare to raise the radian of evil spirits and twist her fingers back and forth at the highest altitude on her chest. When she bowed her head, she enthusiastically painted the outline of her beautiful facial features with hot lips. "Little seven children are as uncomfortable as cats scratching in their hearts."
Section 755
Poof!
The nth time, Baoqi really wants to laugh.
This expression has never belonged to Comrade Lengxiao. Has he made him cold? However, in his constant soul-touching spying, her scalp also went numb.
Children, she comforted him, "Husband, can you bear it again?" I asked Wu Yi that day, and she said that we can master it ourselves when the lochia is clean. In fact, it is almost enough. "
"really?"
Looking up, Lengxiao looked at her with fire in her eyes.
"True" Bao Qi nodded seriously and her heart was beating very happily. She thought that men had stayed up for so long, and she also had expectations. Her nerves were pulled to the extreme.
The throat slipped and twisted, and her voice rippled like a pin. "Seven, that’s very kind of you!"
"Now … stop!"
"Old chew chew first …"
"Don’t …"
The man’s deep black eyes are burning with a picture that makes people’s hearts flutter, and it is shown in the house. The temperature in the bedroom is getting hotter and hotter, and the steel gun is generally restless.
The breath of two people is interwoven with a room of ambiguity and warmth.
After much entanglement …
The man finally sighed and lay down, hugging her tightly and twisting her back and forth with his big hand. "I’m so old!" "
"… bird man! Rogue "
If there is a light smile, the cold owl bowed her head and looked at her red face, and her lips suddenly touched.
Turning over, he drew her closer to his chest and whispered.
"Small seven son …"
"say! What do you want? "
"Want to … thank you"
"Oh, oh? Why thank me? "