() "You're pretending to be dizzy by the devil? But you're comfortable! They're still feeling uncomfortable." Mengna wiped her hands on the beam and complained with a delicate face.

Then he began to untickle Liang's hands and feet, and when he loosened his hands and feet, Liang's pants immediately panicked. His old face was also black and red, and he ran to the bathroom quickly. Mengna laughed loudly behind her and said...

When the show ended, Liang Yong received a salary of 1,000 yuan. Because of a slight concussion, the set specially compensated him 500 yuan. This also means that any sequelae he has in the future will have nothing to do with the set.

From a first-class prince with great magical skills to an ordinary person, he was working in a difficult situation. Liang Yong was really unable to adapt to it for a while. He was rushing to his current home. There was no car or motorcycle, and even his bicycle was stolen three days ago. He could only squeeze the bus at one stop and try to rush back to the bungalow that he rented in the suburbs of the city as early as possible. It was too late to go back. My young wife was alone in the bungalow with air leakage on all sides.

It was past seven o'clock, and the peak period for getting off work was already past. The bus was still crowded. Every time I turned, I had to use my energy to eat and sweat to find a place to stay. I also had to pay attention to my pockets at all times. That thousand yuan was my hard-earned money. It was enough for two of me to eat and drink for two months, but I would be miserable if I was thieved. Next time I would be asked to perform special stunts on the set, I don't know which day I would have to wait...

Although Liang Yong had just used this body for a day, he had already had feelings for this identity. This kind of suffering made him familiar and full of fighting spirit, as if he had returned to the years he worked hard at the bottom of Huadu City. If he had not received the peach blossom fan and was favored by the peach blossom fan, perhaps he would be in this way now, finding a wife who is not very beautiful, running around for a livelihood all day long, so far away from the upper class.

But on another level, this is another kind of ordinary thing that Liang Yong can no longer enjoy nowadays, enjoying the happiness of this ordinary person in a simple and ordinary life. He still likes beautiful women, and he ideals to make a fortune one day. But these are just the best pursuits in his heart. In the face of cruel reality, they are corroded day by day, month by year, and year by year. The ideal is no longer so strong, and he no longer has such fantasy towards beauty. He is mature and pragmatic in middle age, and at the same time he is more responsible, he is more pity for his only wife, treating her as the whole of life.

After wandering around the road for an hour and a half, Liang Yong dragged his tired body back to Xiangyang Village where he rented it. From a distance, he saw the lights on in the bungalow at the entrance of the village, which was Liang Yong's current home. The memory of Liang Yong's incarnation was very clear in his mind, and his feelings were also merged by Liang Yong. The love for his wife was strongly present in Liang Yong's consciousness.

Whenever Liang Yong goes home late, the bright light is his guiding light. When he sees the light, his psychology becomes solid and warm. When he sees the light, he knows that his wife is still waiting for his return under the light. For this waiting, even if he is tired of work and it is inconvenient to transfer cars on the road, Liang Yong still has to go home every day to accompany her. She is the person he should protect the most in his life.

When he walked to the door, he didn't have to knock on the door. The door opened from inside while he stood at the door. The warm lights and charming fragrance came to his face. Even though he had been married for two years, the fragrance still made Liang Yong intoxicated. The picturesque person in his eyes raised his eyebrows, bringing infinite charm...

Naturally, the two hugged each other affectionately. She never disliked the soil and sweat he carried on his body all day working, and it was like this every day. She hugged each other and entered the room, kissed each other for a while before she separated. She began to greet him to change his clothes and have dinner...

Everything is so harmonious, the warmth of home...

There were soft words on the dining table. She sat opposite her, her appearance was exactly the same as Xia Qin, and her name was Xia Qin. The eyes of Shense and Liang Yong looked at Liang Yong. For Liang Yong, there was a superposition of emotions between two lives. Xia Qin in the previous life was bitter first and then sweet, but Xia Qin in this life was still in suffering. Moreover, with Liang Yong's current ability, this suffering will last for a long time and cannot see the dawn of development.

But such an environment makes Liang Yong love Xia Qin more. Those who can share wealth and honor are not necessarily good couples. They can still support each other in suffering and enjoy the happiness in suffering. This is the real good couple and true relationship.

But at this moment, Liang Yong looked at his virtuous and gentle wife and suddenly felt a sense of guilt. The movements of the two women on him during the day were a bit dirty when they think about it. He felt very sorry for his wife. Although he was forced, he was already unfaithful to his wife. He was still excited at the time, and he was really worse than a beast...

This has never happened to Liang Yong before. We, Xiao Liang, have always been good at seductive and self-righteous. We have countless girlfriends around us, and there are many women who play ambiguous relationships. Although our love for our girlfriends is sincere, we lack the loyalty of the present.

After dinner, Liang used abnormal behavior and rushed into the simple bathroom alone and washed his body with cold water. Just like a bullied woman, she was trying hard to clean the traces left by others on her body, and Liang Xiaoer was the focus of cleaning the target.

At some point, a pair of gentle little hands reached out to help him scrub his body. He was gentle and persistent, and even Liang Xiaoer was enjoying the careful care.

"Brother! What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy at work today?" After carefully helping Liang Yong wash his body, Xia Qin hugged Liang Yong's waist from behind, her body pressed against his back, and a pair of soft breasts rolled on his back, causing a wave of soft pleasure. She asked Liang Yong leisurely. She felt that Liang Yong was unusual.

"Yeah! It's not about work... Two women touched me today!" Liang Yong paused in the middle, and was still preparing to tell his wife the truth, thinking that concealment was disloyal to her.

"Why do they touch you? It's nothing to touch you again! Don't be unhappy!" Xia Qin said as she held her palm on his chest and rubbed it gently. Her thoughts were simple, but her movements were very tempting.

"It's not just a simple touch, it's just a touch like you are now..." Liang Yong felt ashamed.

"They touch you... your bad things... how could this happen? Is it a job requirement?" Xia Qin began to feel a little nervous, and her little hand pressed against Liang and trembled slightly with her chest.

"I was unconscious at that time, and they took the opportunity to tie me up and touch me."

"Ah! You are unconscious, why are you unconscious? Are you seriously injured and unconscious?" Hearing Liang Yong's coma, Xia Qin immediately forgot something else. He turned to Liang Yong, lit his toes and looked carefully on his body to see if there were any scars. His smooth and flawless abdomen rubbed randomly on Liang Xiaoer's body, and bursts of pleasure came...
Chapter completed!